Thursday, August 16, 2007


There is a story that tells of a poor young boy who, having nothing to give the Buddha as a gift, collected a handful of dust and innocently presented it. The Buddha smiled and accepted it with the same graciousness he would accept a gift from a wealthy admirer.
In approximately 486 BC, at the age of 80, the Buddha died. He held in his hand a simple pouch of faded doeskin. Before he passed, he emptied the small bag of dust into the breeze, quietly laughing.
His last words are said to be:

Impermanent are all created things;
Strive on with awareness.

T h a n k s f o r s e n d i n g t h i s .


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nice post.

5:01 PM  

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