The Life or Legend of Gaudama, the Buddha of the Burmese (Volume II)Bigandet, Paul Ambroise
Religion
The Life or Legend of Gaudama, the Buddha of the Burmese (Volume II)
Bigandet, Paul Ambroise
Buddhism -- Burma; Burma -- Religion; Gautama Buddha
of these, he unhesitatingly replied, that he was more excellent than any
of them. His mother thought within herself: If my son be so exalted, how
much more must Buddha be! Her heart then overflowed with the purest joy.
Thariputra rightly understood that the moment had come to preach the
law to his mother. He said to her, “Woman, at the time my great teacher
was born, when he obtained the supreme intelligence, and preached the
most excellent law, a great earthquake was felt throughout ten thousand
worlds. No one has ever equalled him in the practice of virtue, in
understanding, wisdom, and in the knowledge of and affection for the
transcendent excellencies of the state of Arahat.” He then went on
explaining to her the law, and many particulars relating to the person
of Buddha. “Beloved son,” said his mother, delighted with all that she
heard, “why have you been so late in acquainting me with such a perfect
law?” At the conclusion of the instruction, she attained the state of
Thautapan. Thariputra replied, “Now, woman, I have repaid you for all the
labours you have bestowed on me in bearing, nursing, and educating me;
depart from me and leave me alone.”[5]
Thariputra inquired of the devoted Tsanda whether the moment had come.
Having been informed that it was nearly daylight, he requested to be set
up. By his order all the Rahans were called to his presence, and he said
to them, “For the last forty-four years you have ever been with me; if I
have offended any one of you during all that time, I beg to be pardoned.”
The Rahans answered him: “Great teacher, we have lived with you during
the last forty-four years, and have been your inseparable attendants,
following you everywhere, as the shadow follows the body. We have never
experienced the least dissatisfaction with you, but we have to request
your forbearance with us and pardon for ourselves.”
It was on the evening of the full moon Tatsaongmon (November), when
Thariputra went to his mother’s place, and lay down in the room wherein
he had been born. During the night he was attacked with the most
distressing distemper. In the morning, at daylight, he was habited with
his tsiwaran and made to lie on his right side. He entered into a sort of
ecstasy, passed successively from the first state of Dzan to the second,
third, and fourth, and thence dived into the bottomless state of Neibban,
which is the complete exemption from the influence of passions and matter.
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