When one has the feeling of dislike for evil, when one feels tranquil, one finds pleasure in listening to good teachings; when one has these feelings and appreciates them, one is free of fear.
BuddhaRead
To live a pure unselfish life, one must count nothing as one's own in the midst of abundance.
Interpretation
Living a selfless life requires giving up possessiveness even when surrounded by plenty.
This quote emphasizes the importance of selflessness and detachment from material possessions. Buddha suggests that true purity and generosity can only be achieved when one learns to let go of the notion of ownership, particularly in times of abundance, allowing for a more compassionate and benevolent existence towards others.
In practice
A leader inspiring their team to focus on collective success rather than individual achievements.
When one has the feeling of dislike for evil, when one feels tranquil, one finds pleasure in listening to good teachings; when one has these feelings and appreciates them, one is free of fear.
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