Born a prince, Siddhartha Gautama grew up along the Rohini River in
the southern foothills of the Himalayas. His father the king, Suddhodana Gautama, settled at Kapilavastu and had a great castle built there and
ruled wisely, winning the joyful acclaim of his people.
For twenty years the King and Queen, named Maya, had no children.
But one night dreaming a strange dream, she saw a white elephant
enter her womb and she became pregnant. The King and people were
joyful with anticipation of birth of a royal child. As was the custom, the
Queen returned to her parent's home for the birth, and on her way,
in the beautiful garden of Lumbini in the spring sunshine she took rest.
All about her were Ashoka blossoms and in delight she reached out
her right arm to pluck a branch and as she did so a prince was born.
All expressed their heart-felt delight with the glory of the Queen
and her princely child; Heaven and Earth rejoiced. This was April 8th.
The joy of the King was extreme and he named the child, Siddhartha,
which means, "Every wish fulfilled."