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“Há mais de dois mil e quinhentos anos nasceu no Nepal um homem chamado Siddharta Gautama, um príncipe pertencente a uma casta nobre e que vivia num palácio. Ao constatar, porém, que para lá do palácio a vida era feita de sofrimento, Siddharta abandonou tudo e foi para a Índia viver numa floresta como um asceta, dilacerado por uma pergunta: 'para quê viver quando tudo é dor?' Durante sete anos deambulou pela floresta em busca da resposta a essa pergunta. Cinco ascetas convenceram-no a jejuar, por acreditarem que a renúncia às necessidades do corpo criaria a energia espiritual que os conduziria à iluminação. Siddharta jejuou tanto que ficou esquelético e o seu umbigo tocou-lhe na coluna vertebral. No final, constatou que o corpo necessita de energia para alimentar a mente na sua busca. Decidiu, por isso, abandonar os caminhos extremos. Para ele, o verdadeiro caminho não era o da luxúria dos dois extremos. escolheu antes o caminho do meio, o do equilíbrio. Um dia, após banhar-se no rio e ao comer um arroz-doce, sentou-se em meditação debaixo de uma figueira, uma árvore da iluminação, a que chamam Bodhi, e jurou que não sairia dali enquanto não atingisse a iluminação. Após quarenta e nove dias de meditação, chegou a noite em que alcançou finalmente a clarificação final de todas as suas dúvidas. Ele despertou por completo. Siddharta tornou-se Buda, o Iluminado.”

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