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they saw the people, the worldly people, too concerned with the outside, they turned to the opposite pole; they became too concerned, overly concerned, with the inner. But they created a split and that split has been one of the greatest calamities humanity has suffered so far, because that has created a schizophrenic humanity.

The outside and the inside look like enemies, the worldly person and the other-worldly person look like enemies. The worldly is the sinner and the other -- worldly is the saint.

My sannyasin has to be both together: in the world and yet not of it, with roots in the inner and flowers in the outer. He hasn't to escape to the Himalayas, to the monasteries; he has to live in the marketplace and yet live silently, peacefully, lovingly, meditatively. That is the only way that we can create a whole man.

And to me to be whole is to be holy. That is the meaning of your name: August: to be sacred.

The inner is not the only dimension of sacredness; the outer is also the same. But first certainly the roots have to grow, then the branches can follow. If the tree grows first it will fall down, it cannot stand.

So the sannyasin first has to become more and more meditative, more and more blissful, then naturally he starts growing new foliage on the outside, he becomes greener, he rises higher. And when the roots are nourished by the bliss inside, sooner or later the branches are bound t be burdened with flowers. That is the moment a person becomes a Buddha, a Christ, a Zarathustra.

Vimal means innocent, pure, literally without any dirt.

The only dirt that we are full of is thoughts. Our consciousness is like a mirror; thoughts are like just collecting on the mirror. And the work of a sannyasin is to continuously clean the mirror, because if tile mirror is clean it can reflect reality, if the mirror is clean it can show you the way. You need not depend on anybody else; you have your own inner vision, perspective, clarity.

Once we know the art of cleaning the mirror every moment, life becomes such a joy, such a benediction because then whatsoever you do then is beautiful, then whatsoever you touch becomes

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