A Voice Calling Back

Far From All Fair Guidance | Brown Alumni MagazineHow many days and nights

did I wander the woods

calling your name?

Jiva, my daughter!

Jiva, my heart!

Late one night,

finally exhausted,

I fell to the ground.

Oh, my heart, I heard a voice say, 84,000 daughters, all named Jiva, have died and been buried here in this boundless cemetery you call a world.

For which of these Jivas are you mourning?

Lying there on the ground, I shared my grief with those 84,000 mothers.

And they shared their grief with me.

Somehow, I found myself healed —not of grief, but of the immeasurable loneliness that attends grief.

My sisters, those of you who have known the deepest loss, as you cry out in the wilderness, just make sure you stop, every so often, to listen for a voice calling back.

—Bhikshuni Ubbiri, Therigatha (Poems of the First Buddhist Nuns)

About Tashi Nyima

I am a Dharma student, and aspire to be a companion on the path. I trust that these texts can offer a general approach and basic tools for practicing the Buddha's way to enlightenment. ||| Soy un estudiante del Dharma, y aspiro a ser un compañero en el sendero. Espero que estos textos ofrezcan a algunos un mapa general y herramientas básicas para la práctica del sendero a la iluminación que nos ofrece el Buda.
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