Sometimes I forget I have vowed to be of service.
Sometimes I remember.
In the Kalachakra Initiation, you get a red blindfold. You receive the next Teachings by listening only -- dangerous spirits in the room. When the preparation days had finished and purification began, they gave us two sticks of drygrass and a red string. You put the long grass under your mattress, the short one under the pillow, the string around your wrist. It was to protect you while you did your purification for tomorrow's Initiation.
"Work begins on Monday." I start at Microsoft tomorrow. I want to be purified and protected.
This is Day Four of the year of listening to myself. I'm going home to purify and protect.
when the lama comes
you must see him, see him, laugh in
delight -- get Teachings
altar candles, fruit
seven water bowls, buddha
incense, roses -- bow
wood floor gleams, bare feet
prostrations saying thank you
Padmasambava
when the buddha comes
you must obey him, obey
walk the long straight road
3 comments:
Don't know what to say...wonder, awe, religion, life, living, breathing, watching, listening, amazement, all connected. If you're pure and if you try and if you are intent you can acheive wonders...life is like that...maybe heaven, nirvana, valhalla, is like that too...don't really know...spiritual.
-T
Maybe you should find someone you trust to do the weekly sesh's with. There's plenty who would be happy to take you up on it.
I appreciate that thought. I think, though, it's more potent to listen to myself. Or at least, that's what I am finding right now.
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