I am like a tree. I go fifty thousand miles high, but I have my roots here with you and I claim your consciousness as my very own, but you cannot claim my consciousness because you can’t believe that that is your consciousness. What happens is you see only the body, only the form, and you see my eyes move back and forth when I enter into my highest consciousness. There you see the expanse of light is being focused through my eyes.
I am like a big bird that flies very, very high but whose leg is tied at your level. I can soar to my highest Height but still I am connected to you.
When I am there, there is no form. I am formless. I am not this bald Indian. I do not see this imperfection, that imperfection. I see nothing bad; I don’t even see good. It is all Light. Asima, I never see your body, never, never. If I would have looked at your imperfections, I would not have disciples.
I deal only with Infinite consciousness.From:Sri Chinmoy,Airport elevation, AUM Press, 1977
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