Verse 20

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My mother forgot it and I did not· Verses 14–20

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There the faithful woman, carrying her child, served the sage with the highest devotion, for the safety of what was in her womb and for the birth she wanted. The sage was full of pity, and being master of both he gave her both: what dharma truly is, and spotless knowledge. And he had me in view as well. That faded from my mother, because the time was long and because she was a woman. But I had the sage's favour, and the memory of it has not left me even now. It can be yours too, if you trust what I say. Understanding that knows its way comes of trusting, even to women and to children, as it came to me. These six states, beginning with birth, are seen to belong to the body and not to the self, as fruits belong to a tree, and they are brought by time, which is the Lord's own form.

The self lasts, it does not waste away, it is pure, it is one, it knows the field, it is the ground; it does not change, it sees by its own light, it is the cause, it spreads through all, it clings to nothing, nothing covers it. By these twelve high marks of the self a man who knows should let go the false hold, born of confusion, that says I and mine of the body and the rest.