<h2><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P156"></SPAN></span><SPAN name="chapXXVIII"></SPAN>XXVIII<br/> THE LIFE OF GAUTAMA BUDDHA</h2>
<p>But now we must go back three centuries in our story to tell of a great teacher
who came near to revolutionizing the religious thought and feeling of all Asia.
This was Gautama Buddha, who taught his disciples at Benares in India about the
same time that Isaiah was prophesying among the Jews in Babylon and Heraclitus
was carrying on his speculative enquiries into the nature of things at Ephesus.
All these men were in the world at the same time, in the sixth century
<small>B.C.</small>—unaware of one another.</p>
<p>This sixth century <small>B.C.</small> was indeed
one of the most remarkable in all history.
Everywhere—for as we shall tell it was also the case in
China—men’s minds were displaying a new boldness.
Everywhere they were waking up out of the traditions of
kingships and priests and blood sacrifices and asking the
most penetrating questions. It is as if the race had reached
a stage of adolescence—after a childhood of twenty
thousand years.</p>
<p>The early history of India is still very obscure. Somewhen
perhaps about 2000 <small>B.C.</small>, an Aryan-
speaking people came down from the north-west into India
either in one invasion or in a series of invasions; and was
able to spread its language and traditions over most of north
India. Its peculiar variety of Aryan speech was the
Sanskrit. They found a brunette people with a more elaborate
civilization and less vigour of will, in possession of the
country of the Indus and Ganges. But they do not seem to
have mingled with their predecessors as freely as did the
Greeks and Persians. They remained aloof. When the past of
India becomes dimly visible to the historian, Indian society
is already stratified into several layers, with a variable
number of sub-divisions, which do not eat together nor
intermarry nor associate freely. And throughout history this
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P157"></SPAN></span>stratification into castes
continues. This makes the Indian population something
different from the simple, freely inter-breeding European or
Mongolian communities. It is really a community of
communities.</p>
<p>Siddhattha Gautama was the son of an aristocratic family
which ruled a small district on the Himalayan slopes. He was
married at nineteen to a beautiful cousin. He hunted and
played and went about in his sunny world of gardens and
groves and irrigated rice-fields. And it was amidst this
life that a great discontent fell upon him. It was the
unhappiness of a fine brain that seeks employment. He felt
that the existence he was leading was not the reality of
life, but a holiday—a holiday that had gone on too
long.</p>
<p>The sense of disease and mortality, the insecurity and the
un-satisfactoriness of all happiness, descended upon the mind
of Gautama. While he was in this mood he met one of those
wandering ascetics who already existed in great numbers in
India. These men lived under severe rules, spending much
time in meditation and in religious discussion. They were
supposed to be seeking some deeper reality in life, and a
passionate desire to do likewise took possession of Gautama.</p>
<p>He was meditating upon this project, says the story, when the
news was brought to him that his wife had been delivered of
his first-born son. “This is another tie to
break,” said Gautama.</p>
<p>He returned to the village amidst the rejoicings of his
fellow clansmen. There was a great feast and a Nautch dance
to celebrate the birth of this new tie, and in the night
Gautama awoke in a great agony of spirit, “like a man
who is told that his house is on fire.” He resolved to
leave his happy aimless life forthwith. He went softly to
the threshold of his wife’s chamber, and saw her by the
light of a little oil lamp, sleeping sweetly, surrounded by
flowers, with his infant son in her arms. He felt a great
craving to take up the child in one first and last embrace
before he departed, but the fear of waking his wife prevented
him, and at last he turned away and went out into the bright
Indian moonshine and mounted his horse and rode off into the
world.
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P158"></SPAN></span></p>
<div class="fig"> <SPAN name="img-158"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/img-158.jpg" alt="TIBETAN BUDDHA" width-obs="600" height-obs="771" /> <p class="caption">
TIBETAN BUDDHA
<br/><small>Gilt Brass Casting in India Museum, showing Gautama
Buddha in the “earth witness” attitude
<br/>
<i>India Mus.</i>
</small></p>
</div>
<p>Very far he rode that night, and in the morning he stopped
outside <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P159"></SPAN></span>the lands of his clan, and
dismounted beside a sandy river. There he cut off his
flowing locks with his sword, removed all his ornaments and
sent them and his horse and sword back to his house. Going
on he presently met a ragged man and exchanged clothes with
him, and so having divested himself of all worldly
entanglements he was free to pursue his search after wisdom.
He made his way southward to a resort of hermits and teachers
in a hilly spur of the Vindhya Mountains. There lived a
number of wise men in a warren of caves, going into the town
for their simple supplies and imparting their knowledge by
word of mouth to such as cared to come to them. Gautama
became versed in all the metaphysics of his age. But his
acute intelligence was dissatisfied with the solutions
offered him.</p>
<div class="fig"> <SPAN name="img-159"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/img-159.jpg" alt="A BURMESE BUDDHA" width-obs="430" height-obs="535" /> <p class="caption">
A BURMESE BUDDHA
<br/><small>Marble Figure from Mandalay, eighteenth century work, now
in the India Museum
</small></p>
</div>
<p>The Indian mind has always been disposed to believe that
power and knowledge may be obtained by extreme asceticism, by
fasting, sleeplessness, and self-torment, and these ideas
Gautama now put to the test. He betook himself with five
disciple companions to the jungle and there he gave himself
up to fasting and terrible penances. His fame spread,
“like the sound of a great <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P160"></SPAN></span>bell hung in the canopy of the
skies.” But it brought him no sense of truth achieved.
One day he was walking up and down, trying to think in spite
of his enfeebled state. Suddenly he fell unconscious. When
he recovered, the preposterousness of these semi-magical ways
to wisdom was plain to him.</p>
<div class="fig"> <SPAN name="img-160"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/img-160.jpg" alt="THE DHAMÊKH TOWER" width-obs="350" height-obs="459" /> <p class="caption">
THE DHAMÊKH TOWER
<br/><small>In the Deer Park at Sarnath. Sixth Century
<small>A.D.</small>
<br/>
<i>(From a Painting in the India Museum)</i>
</small></p>
</div>
<p>He horrified his companions by demanding ordinary food and
refusing to continue his mortifications. He had realized
that whatever truth a man may reach is reached best by a
nourished brain in a healthy body. Such a conception was
absolutely foreign to the ideas of the land and age. His
disciples deserted him, and went off in a melancholy state to
Benares. Gautama wandered alone.</p>
<p>When the mind grapples with a great and intricate problem, it
makes its advances step by step, with but little realization
of the gains it has made, until suddenly, with an effect of
abrupt illumination, it realizes its victory. So it happened
to Gautama. He had seated himself under a great tree by the
side of a river to eat, when this sense of clear vision came
to him. It seemed to him that he saw life plain. He is said
to have sat all day and all night in profound thought, and
then he rose up to impart his vision to the world.</p>
<p>He went on to Benares and there he sought out and won back
his lost disciples to his new teaching. In the King’s
Deer Park at Benares they built themselves huts and set up a
sort of school to which came many who were seeking after
wisdom.</p>
<p>The starting point of his teaching was his own question as a
fortunate <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P161"></SPAN></span>young man, “Why am I not
completely happy?” It was an introspective question.
It was a question very different in quality from the frank
and self-forgetful <i>externalized</i> curiosity with which
Thales and Heraclitus were attacking the problems of the
universe, or the equally self-forgetful burthen of moral
obligation that the culminating prophets were imposing upon
the Hebrew mind. The Indian teacher did not forget self, he
concentrated upon self and sought to destroy it. All
suffering, he taught, was due to the greedy desires of the
individual. Until man has conquered his personal cravings
his life is trouble and his end sorrow. There were three
principal forms that the craving for life took and they were
all evil. The first was the desire of the appetites, greed
and all forms of sensuousness, the second was the desire for
a personal and egotistic immortality, the third was the
craving for personal success, worldliness, avarice and the
like. All these forms of desire had to be overcome to escape
from the distresses and chagrins of life. When they were
overcome, when self had vanished altogether, then serenity of
soul, Nirvana, the highest good was attained.</p>
<p>This was the gist of his teaching, a very subtle and
metaphysical teaching indeed, not nearly so easy to
understand as the Greek injunction to see and know fearlessly
and rightly and the Hebrew command to fear God and accomplish
righteousness. It was a teaching much beyond the
understanding of even Gautama’s immediate disciples,
and it is no wonder that so soon as his personal influence
was withdrawn it became corrupted and coarsened. There was a
widespread belief in India at that time that at long
intervals Wisdom came to earth and was incarnate in some
chosen person who was known as the Buddha. Gautama’s
disciples declared that he was a Buddha, the latest of the
Buddhas, though there is no evidence that he himself ever
accepted the title. Before he was well dead, a cycle of
fantastic legends began to be woven about him. The human
heart has always preferred a wonder story to a moral effort,
and Gautama Buddha became very wonderful.</p>
<p>Yet there remained a substantial gain in the world. If
Nirvana was too high and subtle for most men’s
imaginations, if the myth-making impulse in the race was too
strong for the simple facts of Gautama’s life, they
could at least grasp something of the intention <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="P162"></SPAN></span>of what
Gautama called the Eight-fold way, the Aryan or Noble Path in
life. In this there was an insistence upon mental
uprightness, upon right aims and speech, right conduct and
honest livelihood. There was a quickening of the conscience
and an appeal to generous and self-forgetful ends.</p>
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