Kisa Gotami

When we don't shut any emotion out, there's a fullness that we can experience.

And as I was thinking about this, I was reminded of the story of Kisa Gotami, who was the woman.

I think it's a sutra, they call it the mustard seed.

The woman whose child died and then she wouldn't accept his death.

He helped them become healthy.

There were people with mental problems like Patachara, Kisagotami.

These stories are there.

There was a young lady who lost her husband, two children.

Chapter Thirty: The Wise Physician.

Kisagotami is the name of a young girl whose marriage with the only son of a wealthy man was brought about in a true fairy tale fashion.

She had one child, but when the beautiful boy could run alone, it died.

The young girl, in her love for it, carried the dead child clasped to her bosom and went from house to house of her pitying friends asking them to give her medicine for it.

But a Buddhist mendicant, thinking, "She does not understand," said to her, "My good girl, I myself have no such medicine as you ask for, but I think I know of one who has." "Oh, tell me who that is," said Kisagotami.

"The Buddha can give you medicine.

Go to him," was the answer.

The people tell me that the living are few, but the dead are many." Then he talked to her on that essential part of his system, the impermanency of all things, till her doubts were cleared away.