THE baby who became the Buddha was born while his mother held on to a sala tree in Lumbini Park. Could this be a symbol of the interrelationship between the holy child and life that is connected to twigs and leaves—spreading oxygen and giving wandering birds a place of rest? I do not know. The great person born over 2,500 years ago will continue to grow in legend, and all legends have ongoing unanswered questions. But some ‘data’ on Buddha�