Thig 6.2 PTS: Thig 133-138- Vasitthi the Madwoman

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Thig 6.2 PTS: Thig 133-138- Vasitthi the Madwoman
Overwhelmed with grief for my son — naked, demented, my hair dishevelled my mind deranged — I went about here & there, living along the side of the road, in cemeteries & heaps of trash, for three full years, afflicted with hunger & thirst.

Then I saw the One Well-gone, gone to the city of Mithila: tamer of those untamed, Self-Awakened, with nothing to fear from anything, anywhere.

<p style="text-align:center;">Regaining my mind, <p style="text-align:center;">paying him homage, <p style="text-align:center;">I sat myself down. <p style="text-align:center;">He, Gotama, from sympathy <p style="text-align:center;">taught me the Dhamma. <p style="text-align:center;">Hearing his Dhamma, <p style="text-align:center;">I went forth into homelessness. <p style="text-align:center;">Applying myself to the Teacher's words, <p style="text-align:center;">I realized the state of auspicious bliss.

<p style="text-align:center;">All griefs have been cut off, <p style="text-align:center;">abandoned, <p style="text-align:center;">brought to this end, <p style="text-align:center;">for I've comprehended <p style="text-align:center;">the grounds from which griefs <p style="text-align:center;">come into play.