02.08 Abhayamātā Therī [Abhaya’s Mother] (33-34)

Norman

33. Mother, from the soles of the feet upwards, from the head and hair downwards, consider this impure, evil-smelling body.

34. As I dwell in this way all my desire has been rooted out; the burning fever has been cut out; I have become cool, quenched.

Weingast

I once spent a week in bed with a bad fever.

My

little body

stank

from

head

to

foot.

Of course,

I never noticed

the smell

until after my fever

had broken.

Not that

this little story

necessarily

has anything

to do

with you.

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