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meditation. After a long final day in the palace and an autumn night spent on the back of a horse, Siddhartha now experienced a marvelous<br />
ease. He sat in meditation to savor and nurture the feeling of release and freedom that had filled him the moment he entered the forest.<br />
Sunlight filtered through the trees and came to rest on Siddhartha’s eyelashes. He opened his eyes and saw standing before him, a monk.<br />
The monk’s face and body were thin and worn by a life of austerities. Siddhartha stood up and joined his palms together in greeting. He<br />
t<strong>old</strong> the monk he had only just abandoned his home and had not yet had the chance to be accepted by any teacher. He expressed his intent<br />
to travel south to find the spiritual center of Master Alara Kalama and there ask to be accepted as a disciple.<br />
The monk t<strong>old</strong> Siddhartha that he himself had studied under Master Alara Kalama and that at present the Master had started a center<br />
just north of the city Vesali. More than four hundred disciples were gathered there for his teaching. The monk knew how to get there and<br />
said he would be glad to take Siddhartha.<br />
Siddhartha followed him through the forest to a <strong>path</strong> which wound up a hill and entered another forest. They walked until noon, when the<br />
monk showed Siddhartha how to gather wild fruits and edible greens. The monk explained that it was sometimes necessary to dig roots to<br />
eat when there were no edible fruits or greens to be found. Siddhartha knew he would be living in the forests a long time and so he asked<br />
the names of all the edible foods and carefully noted everything the monk t<strong>old</strong> him. He learned that the monk was an ascetic who lived on<br />
nothing but wild fruits, greens, and roots. His name was Bhargava. He t<strong>old</strong> Siddhartha that Master Alara Kalama was not an ascetic and in<br />
addition to wild foraging, his monks begged for food or accepted what was brought as offerings to them from neighboring villages.<br />
Nine days later, they reached the forest center of Alara Kalama, near Anupiya. They arrived as Master Alara was giving a talk to more<br />
than four hundred disciples. He looked about seventy years <strong>old</strong> and, though he appeared thin and frail, his eyes shone and his voice<br />
resounded like a copper drum. Siddhartha and his companion stood outside the circle of disciples and quietly listened to the Master’s<br />
teaching. When he finished speaking, his disciples scattered throughout the forest to pursue their practice. Siddhartha approached him and<br />
after introducing himself, respectfully said, “Venerable Teacher, I ask you to accept me as one of your disciples. I wish to live and study<br />
under your guidance.”<br />
The master listened and looked intently at Siddhartha, and then expressed his approval. “Siddhartha, I would be happy to accept you.<br />
You may stay here. If you practice according to my teachings and methods, you will realize the teachings in a short time.”<br />
Siddhartha prostrated himself to express his happiness.<br />
Master Alara lived in a straw hut made for him by several of his disciples. Scattered here and there in the forest were the straw huts of<br />
his followers. That night, Siddhartha found a level place to sleep, using a tree root for his pillow. Because he was exhausted from the long<br />
journey, he slept soundly until morning. When he awoke, the sun had already risen and the songs of birds filled the forest. He sat up. The<br />
other monks had finished their morning meditation and were preparing to go down into the city to beg for food. Siddhartha was given a<br />
bowl and shown how to beg.<br />
Following the other monks, he held his bowl and entered the city of Vesali. H<strong>old</strong>ing a bowl to beg for the first time, Siddhartha was<br />
struck by how closely linked the life of a monk was to that of the laity—the monks were dependent on the lay community for food. He<br />
learned how to h<strong>old</strong> his bowl properly, how to walk and stand, how to receive the food offerings, and how to recite prayers in order to<br />
thank those who made the offerings. That day Siddhartha received some rice with curry sauce.<br />
He returned with his new companions to the forest, and they all sat down to eat. When he had finished, he went to Master Alara to<br />
receive spiritual instruction. Alara was sitting in deep meditation when Siddhartha found him, and so he sat down before the master, quietly<br />
trying to focus his own mind. After a long time, Alara opened his eyes. Siddhartha prostrated himself and asked Master Alara to teach him.<br />
Alara spoke to the new monk about faith and diligence and showed him how to use his breathing to develop concentration. He<br />
explained, “My teaching is not a mere theory. Knowledge is gained from direct experience and direct attainment, not from mental<br />
arguments. In order to attain different states of meditation, it is necessary to rid yourself of all thoughts of past and future. You must focus<br />
on nothing but liberation.”<br />
Siddhartha asked about how to control the body and the sensations, and then respectfully thanked his teacher and walked away slowly<br />
to find a place in the forest where he could practice. He gathered branches and leaves and constructed a small hut beneath a sal tree where<br />
his meditation practice could ripen. He practiced diligently and, every five or six days, he returned to ask Alara’s advice concerning<br />
whatever difficulties he was experiencing. In a short time, Siddhartha made considerable progress.<br />
While sitting in meditation he was able to let go of thoughts and even of clinging to his past and future, and he attained a state of<br />
wondrous serenity and rapture, although he felt the seeds of thought and attachment still present in him. Several weeks later, Siddhartha<br />
reached a higher state of meditation, and the seeds of thought and attachment dissolved. Then he entered a state of concentration in which<br />
both rapture and non-rapture ceased to exist. It felt to him as though the five doors of sense perception had completely closed, and his<br />
heart was as still as a lake on a windless day.<br />
When he presented the fruits of his practice to Master Alara, the teacher was impressed. He t<strong>old</strong> Siddhartha that he had made<br />
remarkable progress in a short time, and he taught Siddhartha how to realize the meditative state called the realm of limitless space, in