July (?) 1958
To do this Yoga, one must have at least some sense of beauty. Without it, one lacks one of the most important aspects of the physical world.
There is a beauty of the soul, a dignity of the soul – it is a thing to which I am very sensitive, a thing that moves me and arouses great respect in me, always.
A beauty of the soul?
Yes, it shows through in the face; this kind of dignity, beauty, harmony of an integral realization. When the soul shows through in the physical, it imparts this dignity, this beauty, this majesty, the majesty that comes from being the Tabernacle. Thus, even things that have no particular beauty assume a sense of eternal beauty, of THE eternal beauty.
In this way, I have seen faces change from one extreme to the other in a flash. Someone who had this kind of beauty, harmony, this sense of divine dignity in the body, and suddenly the perception of the obstacle or the difficulty comes, then the sense of wrong, of unworthiness – there is a sudden distortion in the appearance, a kind of decomposition of the features! And yet it is the same face. It takes place in a flash, it's frightful. This kind of hideousness of torment, of degradation (it is exactly what has been expressed in religions as the “torment of sin”), it changes your face unrecognizably! Even features that are beautiful in themselves become frightful – and they are the same features, the same person.
Thus I saw how horrible is the sense of sin, how much it belongs to the world of falsehood.