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yeshe tsogyal songs
Yeshe Tsogyal, consort of the renowned master Guru Rinpoche, is the most widely worshipped and well-known female saint in Tibetan history. She lived during the eighth century, and her extensive autobiography is translated into English in two versions, one issued by Dharma Publishing and another by Routledge and Kegan Paul, translated by Keith Dowman. Because her story is fully recorded elsewhere and because of its length, the reader is referred to those sources. This illustration is copied from the latter book.
Yeshe Tsogyal's Song to the Demons
Emaho!
The intention of Great Mother Dharmakaya,
The heart of the ten perfections
Is enjoyment of profound wisdom.
By genuinely ending up here,
There's no one to see appearances.
All arising is dharmakaya's play.
Illusions are the Lama's compassion.
So go ahead and stir things up!
Emaho!
The intention of Lama Kunzang,
The heart of the deity-yoga's result
Is non-fabrication in whatever arises.
By genuinely ending up here,
There's no one to be afraid of thought.
Whatever happens is mental projection.
Thoughts are the Lama's compassion.
So go ahead and stir things up!
Emaho!
The intention of Lama Pema,
The heart of all-embracing Ati
Is enjoyment of your stainless mind.
By genuinely ending up here,
There is no one to perceive impurity.
Stains are all dharmata's play.
All ways of seeing are the Lama's compassion.
So go ahead and stir things up!
Emaho!
The practice of the woman Tsogyal,
The heart of secret mantra,
Is the single taste of joy and sorrow.
Since genuinely ending up here,
No one to parse what's good and what's bad.
They both just enhance experience.
Whatever appears is the Lama's compassion.
So go ahead and stir things up!
Emaho!
Yeshe Tsogyal's Retreat Song
Tibetan
Nang si ja wa sem kyi chontrul tsam
namkay long la jik pa ngay ma tong
de na di kun sal way rang dang lay
shen min chi chir ja wa kang yang me
ja wa tam chay ko mo gyen du lag
day na nra may nyam par shak na lek
English translation
Every appearance and every event
Are the mind's miraculous display.
In the spacious expanse,
I see nothing to fear.
It is just reflexive radiance
Of mind's clear light, and nothing else.
Hence there's no reason to react.
All activity is my adornment.
Therefore, better to rest silently
In meditative absorption.