Word spread across the countryside about the wise Holy Man who lived in a small house atop the mountain. A man from one of the villages nearby decided to make the arduous journey up the mountain to consult with him. When he arrived at the house he was met by an old servant who greeted him, “I’ve come to see the wise Holy Man”, said the villager, “I wish to have his counsel”. The old servant smiled and nodded, and gestured for the man to step inside. As the servant led him into the house, the man looked around in great excitement and anticipation, awaiting his first glimpse of the Holy Man. Before he knew it he had been led right through the house and out the back door. “But I want to see the Holy Man”, he exclaimed. “You already have”, said the old servant, and he promptly shut the door…
Everyone we meet is a “Holy Man”, and there are a few ways of looking at this one. From the perspective that the world is a mirror, there is always something to observe and glean from everyone who crosses our path. The totality is present in all, not just a chosen few, and the recognition of this is always handy, especially when we encounter people that we may have difficulties with. It is far easier to judge than to look beyond the surface, which is what the villager did when he was greeted by the old man. But all is the Self, as Ramana Maharshi would say, and in truth nothing else exists; all is the “whole”, all is the “Holy”; therefore we are all the “Holy Man”.