The enlightend one sees that divinity appearing in a million billion different ways, as one consciousness behind the entire universe. And this person worships this divinity as a unity, as one, not as many, many consciousnesses, but one and beautiful point of life you are always in. In whatever way this enlightened one exists, maybe a monk, may a householder, a man, a woman, a a transgender outes,. You can't flick off a little bit of dirt from your shirt like that. It's nothing to this person. Nothing physical death is. I wonder if you will even notice the death of this body.