Whatever the fine clothes I wore when astride the elephant's neck, whatever the fine rice I ate, the pure meat sauce, today — fortunate, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Wearing cast-off cloth, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Going for alms, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Wearing only one triple set of robes, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Bypassing no donors on his alms round, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Eating only one meal a day, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Eating from the bowl, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Refusing food brought afterwards, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Living in the wilderness, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Living at the foot of a tree, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Living in the open air, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Living in a cemetery, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Accepting whatever lodging he's assigned, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Not lying down, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Modest, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Content, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Secluded, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Unentangled, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Energy aroused, persevering, delighting in whatever falls into his bowl, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, does jhana without clinging. |
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Abandoning a 100-carat bowl of bronze and a 100-weight bowl of gold, I took instead a bowl of clay: that was my second consecration. |
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In the midst of high encircling walls, strong battlements & gates, guarded by men with swords in hand — trembling I used to live. |
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Today, fortunate, unafraid, with fear & terror abandoned, Bhaddiya, son of Godha, having plunged into the forest, does jhana. |
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Standing firm in the mass of virtue, developing mindfulness & discernment, step by step I attained the ending of all fetters. |
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