Crossing the Flood

SN 1.1
PTS: S i 1 CDB i 89
(Crossing the Flood)

Thus have I heard:

On one occasion the Blessed One was dwelling at Sāvatthī in Jeta’s Grove, Anāthapiṇḍika’s Park. Then, when the night had advanced, a certain deva of stunning beauty, illuminating the entire Jeta’s Grove, approached the Blessed One. Having approached, he paid homage to the Blessed One, stood to one side, and asked him:

“How, dear sir, did you cross the flood?”

“Without pushing forward, without staying in place, friend, I crossed the flood.”

“But how is it, dear sir, that you crossed the flood without pushing forward, without staying in place?”

“When I struggled to push forward, friend, I got whirled about and swept away; when I stayed in place and came to a standstill, I sank. And so it is, friend, that in this way – without pushing forward, without staying in place – I crossed the flood.”

The deva proclaimed:

aaaaaaaa“At long last I see
aaaaaaaaA Brahmin, fully quenched, totally unbound,
aaaaaaaaWho without pushing forward,
aaaaaaaaaaaawithout staying in place,
aaaaaaaaHas crossed over worldly entanglements,
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaCrossed over attachments to the world.”

That is what the deva said. The Teacher approved. Then that deva, thinking, “The Teacher has approved of me,” paid homage to the Blessed One, circumambulated the Blessed One keeping him on the right, and disappeared right there.

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