remember both is very, very arduous. If there is trust, that trust will decrease the tension – because trust is love. It will soothe you; it will be a soothing force around you. Otherwise the tension can become so much that you will not be able to sleep. You will not be at peace for one moment because it will be a constant problem, and you will be continuously anxious.
That’s why we can do just one: go to the monastery, close your eyes, remember yourself, forget the world – that’s easy. But what are you doing? – you have simply reversed the whole process, nothing else. No change. Or, forget the monasteries, the temples, the masters and be in the world, enjoy the world. That too is easy. The difficult thing is to be conscious of both. When you are conscious of both and the energy is simultaneously aware, arrowed in the diametrically opposite, there is transcendence. You simply become the third; you become the witness of both. When the third enters, you first try to see the object and yourself. But if you try to see both, by and by, you will feel something is happening within you – because you are becoming a third; you are between the two, the object and the subject. You are neither the object nor the subject now. …attain through faith, effort, recollection, concentration, and discrimination.
Shraddha – trust, and virya – total commitment, effort, energy have to be brought in; all your potentiality has to be brought in. If you are really a seeker of truth you cannot seek anything else. It is a complete involvement. You cannot make it a part-time job: “Sometimes in the morning I meditate and then I go out.” No, meditation has to become a twenty-four-hour continuity. Whatever you do, meditation has to be continuously there in the background. Energy will be needed; your whole energy will be needed.
And now, a few things: if your whole energy is needed, sex disappears automatically because you don’t have energy to waste. Brahmacharya for Patanjali is not a discipline, it is a consequence. You put your total energy in, so you don’t have any energy left. It happens in ordinary life too. Watch a great painter; he forgets women completely. When he is painting there is no sex in his mind because his whole energy is moving. You don’t have any extra energy.
A great poet, a great singer, a dancer who is moving totally in his commitment, automatically becomes celibate. He has no discipline for it. Sex is superfluous energy; it is a safety valve. When you have too much in you and you cannot do anything with it, nature has made a safety valve. You can throw it out, you can release it; otherwise you will go mad or burst, explode. If you try to suppress it, then too you will go mad because suppressing it won’t help. It needs a transformation, and that transformation comes from total commitment. A warrior, if he is really a warrior, an impeccable warrior, will be beyond sex. His whole energy is moving.
A very, very beautiful story is reported…
There was a great philosopher, thinker. His name was Vachaspati. He was so involved in his studies that when his father said to him, “Now I am getting old, I don’t know when I will die, maybe any moment, and you are my only son. I would like you to be married,” he was so involved in his studies that he said, “Okay.” He didn’t hear what his father was saying. So he married. He married, but completely forgot that he had a wife because he was so involved.
This can happen only in India; this cannot happen anywhere else. His wife loved him so much that she never wanted to disturb him. So, it is said that twelve years passed. She served him like a shadow, taking every care, but without disturbing or saying, “I am here. What are you doing?” He was continuously writing a commentary – one of the greatest ever written. He was writing a commentary on Badarayana’s Brahma Sutra, and he was so involved, so total, that he not only forgot about his wife, he was not even aware who had brought the food, who had taken the plates back, who came in the evening and lit the lamp, who had prepared his bed.
Twelve years passed, and the night arrived when his commentary was complete. He only had to write the last word, and he had taken a vow that when the commentary was complete, he would become a sannyasin. Then he would not be concerned with the mind, and everything would be finished. This was his only karma that had to be fulfilled.
That night he was a little more relaxed because he had written the last sentence nearabout twelve o’clock, and for the first time he became aware of his surroundings. The lamp was burning low and needed more oil. A beautiful hand was pouring oil into it. He looked again to see who was there. He didn’t recognize the face. He said, “Who are you and what are you doing here?”
His wife replied, “Now that you have asked, I must tell you that twelve years ago you brought me here as your wife, but you were so involved, so committed to your work, that I didn’t like to interrupt or disturb you.”
Vachaspati started weeping, his tears started flowing. The wife asked, “What is the matter?”
He replied, “This is very complex. Now I am at a loss because the commentary is complete and I am a sannyasin. I cannot be a householder, I cannot be your husband. The commentary is complete, and I had taken a vow and now there is no time left for me here, I am going to leave immediately. Why didn’t you tell me before? I could have loved you. What can I do for all your service, your love, your devotion?”
So he called his commentary on the Brahma Sutra, Bhamati. Bhamati was the name of his wife. The name is absurd – to call Badarayana’s Brahma Sutra commentary, Bhamati… It has no relationship. He continued, “Now I can’t do anything else. The last thing to do is to write the title of the book, so I will call it Bhamati, so that it is always remembered.”
He left the house. His wife was weeping, crying – not in pain, but in absolute bliss. She said, “That’s enough. This gesture, this love in your eyes, is enough. I have received enough; don’t feel guilty. Go! And forget me completely. I wouldn’t like to be a burden on your mind. There is no need to remember me.”
It is possible… If you are totally involved, sex disappears because sex is a safety valve. When you have unused energy, sex becomes a thing haunting you all around. When your total energy is used, sex disappears. That is the state of brahmacharya, of virya, of all your potential energy flowering: …effort, recollection, concentration, and discrimination.
Shraddha – trust; virya – your total bioenergy, your total commitment and effort; smriti – self-remembrance. And samadhi. The word samadhi means a state of mind where no problem exists. It comes from the word samadhan – a state of mind when you feel absolutely okay, no problem, no question, a nonquestioning, nonproblematic state of mind. It is not concentration. Concentration is just a quality that comes to the mind that is without problems. This is the difficulty in translating. Concentration is part – it happens. Look at a child who is absorbed in play; he has a concentration without any effort. He is not concentrating on his play; concentration is a by-product. He is so absorbed in the play that concentration happens. If you knowingly concentrate on something, there is effort, there is tension, and you will be tired.
If you are absorbed, samadhi happens automatically, spontaneously. If you are listening to me, it is a samadhi. If you listen to me totally, there is no need for any other meditation. It becomes a concentration. It is not that you concentrate – if you listen lovingly, concentration follows.
In asampragyata samadhi, when trust is complete, when effort is total, when remembrance is deep, samadhi happens. Whatever you do, you do with total concentration – without any effort to do concentration. If concentration needs effort, it is ugly. It will be like a disease in you, you will be destroyed by it. Concentration should be a consequence. You love a person, and just being with him you are concentrated. Remember never to concentrate on anything. Rather listen deeply, listen totally, and concentration will come by itself.
And discrimination – pragya. Pragya is not
