One More Leash

North Indian culture - Wikipedia

People used to say that I was so beautiful it hurt to look at me, like the sun.

The sun lights the whole world, but isn’t free. It lives its life on a leash.

I lost weight and grew pale. My sister said I looked like a dead person.

When I finally put on robes, my family was almost relieved. Maybe it would help.

For seven years I wandered. I got really good at being sad.

Late one afternoon. I took a rope and went into the woods.

The sun was setting.

I could feel the rough fibers against my neck as I put my head inside.

That’s when I saw: it was just one more leash.

What goes on can come off.

—Bhikshuni Siha, 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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