Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
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In the end it is nothing other than the loving kindness with which the woman cares for her child that makes the difference. Her concern concentrates on one thing just like the Buddhist practice of concentration. She thinks of nothing but her child, which is similar to Buddhist compassion. That must be why, although she created no other causes to bring about it, she was reborn in the Brahma heaven.
Interpretation
What this quote means
A mother's unconditional love and care for her child is the essence of compassion and leads to spiritual reward.
This quote emphasizes the profound importance of a mother's love and devotion to her child, portraying it as a pure form of compassion. It draws parallels between the focused care of a mother and the principles of Buddhist concentration and compassion, suggesting that such selfless love is spiritually uplifting and can lead to positive rebirths or outcomes.
Themes
MotherhoodCompassionLoveKindnessCareBuddhism
In practice
Example use cases
This quote would be perfect in a Mother's Day speech celebrating the bond between mothers and children.
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