The wind rose, and King Bimbisara must have watched in agony as a sudden gust extinguished all his lamps. When the Buddha passed, only one light remained burning: a broken clay lamp which an old woman guarded with both hands. The Buddha stopped in front of her. As she knelt to receive his blessing, he turned to his disciples. “Take note of this woman! As long as spiritual disciplines are practiced with this kind of love and dedication, the light of the world will never go out.”
