The Weaver's Daughter

    One day, when the Buddha arrived at Alavi the people invited him, and gave alms. The Buddha, after the preparation for the meal, by way of giving thanks said: "Uncertain is life, certain is death. Of necessity I must die, and my life ends in death. Practise reflection on death, thinking, life is unsure, death is sure. For they who do not practise reflection on death are at their last hour like a man who is terrified at seeing a poisonous snake, and filled with terror they utter a cry of fear and perish. But they who practise reflection on death are like a man who sees a poisonous snake from a distance, and going with a long stick he throws it away, and is not terrified. Therefore let reflection on death be practised." On hearing this exposition of the doctrine the rest of the people went away intent on their business; but a certain weaver's daughter, who was about sixteen years old, thought, "Wonderful is the teaching of the Buddhas," and she practised reflection on death. The Buddha went from thence, and reached Jetavana. From then on, the girl practised reflection on death for three years. Three years later, the Buddha, observing the world at dawn, called her to mind, and considered, "How may she be?" And he had the knowledge that, "This girl from the day when she heard my exposition of the doctrine has practised reflection on death for three years. I will now go there and ask the girl four questions; and when she explains them I will express approval at each of the four points, and will utter the verse. By means of the verse she will be established in the fruit of the stream enterer, and through her the teaching will be profitable to many." Then with an assembly of five hundred monks he left Jetavana, and came to the monastery at Aggalava. The people of Alavi, hearing that the Buddha had come, went to the monastery, and invitated Him.. The girl also heard of the Buddha's coming and, glad at heart, she thought, "Verily the moon-faced, great Gotama Buddha, my father, my lord, my teacher, has come. After three years I shall see the golden-hued Buddha again. Now I shall be able to see his golden-hued body, and hear his sweet, most excellent doctrine." But her father, going to the workshop, said, "My daughter, some one has ordered a robe from me, and a foot of it is not yet woven. I will finish it today. Get the shuttle ready for me quickly, and bring it." She thought, "I want to hear the doctrine of the Buddha. My father calls me, so how shall I be able to hear the Buddha's doctrine?" "If I don't prepare the shuttle, my father might strike and beat me, so I will prepare the shuttle and give it to him and afterwards I will hear the doctrine." So, sitting down on a chair, she prepared the shuttle. The people of Alavi waited on the Buddha, took his bowl, and stood for him to give thanks. The Buddha thought, "I have come a journey of thirty leagues for the sake of a noble daughter, and now today she does not have the chance to come on time. He sat down in silence, with no one in the world of gods and men dares to say anything to him. Meanwhile the girl prepared the shuttle, put it in a basket, took it to her father, and then went to the edge of the assembly, looking for the Buddha. The Buddha raised his head and saw her. When the Buddha gazed at her, she perceived, "The Buddha seated in such an assembly as if looks for me and expects my coming, even into His presence He expects my coming." Setting down the shuttle-basket she approached the Buddha. But why did the Buddha look at her? It was thus that He thought, "If she goes and dies like the common people, her future state of existence will be uncertain, but by coming into my presence she will gain the fruit of the Stream enterer and her future existence being certain, she will be reborn in the Tusita heaven." But there was no liberation for her, if she died on that day. She, understanding that she was being looked at, approached the Buddha, saluted him and stood on one side. As she stood there, He said to her, "My girl, Where do you come from?" "I do not know, reverend sir." "Where are you going?" "I do not know, reverend sir." "Do you not know?" "I know, reverend sir." "Do you know?" "I do not know, reverend sir." So the Buddha asked her the four questions, and the audience murmured, "See, for shame, this weaver's daughter talks with the All-enlightened One about whatever she wants." The Buddha, silencing the audience, asked, "My girl, when you were asked where you came, why did you say you did not know?" She replied, "Reverend sir, you know that I have come from the weaver's house, and in asking where I have come you asked where I have come in being re-born here, and I do not know where I have come in being re-born here." The Buddha said to her, "Well done, well done, girl, you have explained the question that I asked you." And expressing approval he asked further, "When you were asked where you will go, why did you say you did not know?" "Reverend sir, you know that I shall take the shuttle-basket and go to the weaver's workshop. But you asked me where I shall be re-born when I go hence, and I do not know where I shall be re-born, when I go hence after death." Then the Buddha said, "You have explained this question also," and a second time he expressed approval, and asked further, "And why did you say that you knew, when you were asked if you do not know?" "Reverend sir, I know that I shall die, and hence I spoke thus." The Buddha said, "You have explained this question also," and, expressing approval, asked further, "Why, when I said 'Do you know,' did you say you did not know?" "I know indeed that I shall die, reverend sir, but that I shall die at such and such a time, such as at night or by day, I do not know, and therefore I spoke thus." Then the Buddha said, "You have explained this question also," and the fourth time he expressed approval, and, addressing the audience said, "None of you knew what she said, and you only murmured. They who have not the eye of wisdom are blind, and they who have the eye of wisdom are seeing." So saying He spoke this verse: Blind and unseeing is the world, And few are those with insight here; As a bird from a net released, But few are they who heaven attain. When the teaching was ended, the girl was established in the fruit of the Stream enterer, and the teaching was also profitable to the multitude. Then she took her shuttle-basket and went back to her father who had sat down and was asleep. She, without noticing, handed him the shuttle-basket. The shuttle-basket knocked against the top of the beam of the loom, and fell, noisily. He woke up, and seizing the loom he dragged it along. The beam moved, struck her on the breast, and she fell down dead. Then her father saw her body blood-stained, and saw that she was dead. Grieving and lamenting he, went to see the Buddha, and told him of the matter, saying, "Reverend sir, extinguish my sorrow." The Buddha consoled him, saying, "Sorrow not, for in the endless round of existence, even as at the time of your daughter's death, the tears that are shed are more than four oceans." And he preached a discourse of the endlessness of birth and death. The weaver, with his sorrow appeased, asked the Buddha for admission to the Order, and receiving ordination he soon attained Arahanthood.