Mahasattva

ཁྱོད་ལ་ཉི་མ་དང་ང་ལ་ཟླ་བ་དེ་ ༢༠༡༨།༨།༢༩ཉིན་བུ་སྐྱེས་གནས་ཡག་གི་ཁྱིམ་དུ་ངའི་གཅེས་ཕྲུག་བསྟན་འཛིན་ཆོས་མཚོ་ལ་བྲིས། ཁྱོད་ལ་ཉི་མ་དང་ང་ལ་ཟླ་བ།   རྒྱང་རིང་དུ་ཡོད་པའི་ཁྱོད་ལ་ཨ་མ་ཉི་མ་དེ་ཡིས་ཞོགས་ཇ་ཞིམ་པོ་མང་པོ་ཞིག་གནང་བྱུང་། ཕ་ཡུལ་གསུམ་པའི་གནས་སུ་ཡོད་པའི་ང་ནི་ཕ་ཡི་ཟླ་བས་ཞི་བདེ་ནང་ནས་ཉལ་ས་སྐྱིད་པོ་བགྱི། དེ་རིང་ནི་ཚེས་པ་བཅོ་ལྔ་ཡིན་ལ།   བཤད་མི་ཤེས་པ་ཤིག་ལ། ཟླ་བའི་འོད་དཀར་གྱི་འོག་ཏུ་ངས་ཁྱོད་རང་དྲན་སོང་། ཟླ་བ་གོར་གོར་དེའི་སྐད་དང་ཡི་གེ་གཉིས་ངས་མི་ཤེས་ནའང་། ཁོང་གི་ཡིད་དུ་འོང་བའི་ངོ་གདོང་དེ་ནི་ངས་ཡག་པོ་ངོ་ཤེས་པ་མ་ཟད་ཧ་ཅང་དགའ། ཟླ་བའི་འོད་དཀར་གྱི་ནང་དུ་ངའི་སེམས་འཇམ་པོ་ཆགས་ནས་བདེ་བས་རབ་ཏུ་གང་། ཟླ་བའི་འོད་དཀར་དེས་ངའི་སེམས་འཇམ་པོར་བཟོས་ནས་ང་མི་མྱ་ངན་དང་བྲལ་བ་ཞིག་ཏུ་གྱུར། ཨ། བརྩེ་བའི་ཨ་མ་ཉི་མ་ལགས། ཁྱེད་ངའི་གོ་ལའི་ཤར་ཕྱོགས་སུ་ཡོད་བའི་བུ་མོ་ཆོས་མཚོ་ལ་བྱམས་པོ་གནང་བར་བཀའ་དྲིན་ཆེ། ད་ག་ནང་བཞིན་དུ། ཞི་བ་དང་འཇམ་པོའི་སྒོ་ནས།   ངའི་སེམས་ཀྱི་སྟེང་གི་གསང་གཏམ་དེ།   ཁ་རོག་ཉན་རོགས་གནང་བས། ཨ་ཕ་བཟང་པོ་ཟླ་བ་ལགས། ཁྱེད་ཀྱིས་ཞི་བདེའི་འོད་ཆེན་པོ་དེ་འཇམ་པོ་ཡིས་ངའི་ངོ་ལ...

My day at home To someone who is far away Wednesday, 7/12/18 By Tt at home in Virginia The home is empty now. I being filled up with something solid and hard all morning.  My mind becomes a balloon has no string!  I hear the air floating around me freely and peacefully. I can smell the time, it is thick and tasteless… Apparently, I missed something Or rather I received something that is big, new and hard to get rid of!  I confess, It is not easy and it is not fun! Through the window I can see the sunlight is patting the leaves And all trees are so gratified This is perfect, I said to myself… I closed my eyes try to live like the tree blessed by the light. However, in the moment of silence I noticed the creatures with wings, the birds It seems they are trying to break the perfect peace The harmonious life in the wood with their annoying demands. Oh well, you birds! I complained sympathetically… ‘Cover your...

Mom sits in candlelight Sunday, July, 8 2018 By  TT at home in Virginia "Oh Choetsow my baby! Oh Choetsow my sweetheart!” Sits under the candlelight, Cried out your Mom Yes, I heard the voice from her gloomy eye Yes, I see the words dancing around her intensely You are her light and you are her other-self The whole world knows you are free of guilty Nevertheless, Your departure puts your Mom in the dimness   Your “goodbye” blocked all your Mom’s vision Yes, something happened to her And something that frozen your Mom’s beautiful spirit! Though, exposes to the candlelight She locked herself in the darkness of absent and powerless Thought the flame did one’s utmost to cheer up your Mom Her love of you strikes her with sorrow boiled by the separation Oh dear! Your sweet, wretched, poor mother! Gee! The mothers of the world! Please do let the bird that you hatched with the heart to fly To piecing the sky that covers the world she ...

Life’s fundamental task Wednesday, 6/27/2018 By tt at UVA Now, you are in the Land of Rishis, the home of the seers! Unlike America, the superpower but knows nothing afterlife  India makes no much money but a plenty of sages. And all the sages fought for one eternal thing – The individual’s identification and purpose in the universe. What is your identity and what is your purpose in life? Open to this key question and explore the true answers After all, the life’s fundamental task is searching for one’s identity – The fitness, the meaning and joyful way of breathing, alive.  Isn’t it? Is it true? We think we know ourselves, But, in reality, we know very little We think we are on the earth that is concrete, But, in reality, it is not What is your “I”? What should you do with it? In the Land of Rishis, the home of the seers You have the chance to play with this question, or confusion, rather I think you would say ‘I know I...

To Tenzin Choetsow The true seeker of joy, wisdom, and compassion-power Tuesday, June 26, 2018 At home, in Virginia By tt It is quiet now, I feel something strangely new and something mysteriously hard My eyes almost see nothing around, My ears certainly hear no that family voice as before… Yes, it is quite quiet now, This is because I can hear you are saying “Watch out your attachment for me and know yourself better in emptiness.” It is also quite light now, The smoke rising up from the incense I born at my sacrosanct altar Confidently proclaims that “Today, the weight of yours is as light as nine…” Emptiness and lightness are hands in hand Lightness and emptiness are inseparable Now, I can tell how it feels when one becomes an astronaut roaming in out space… Be quiet and make friend with quietness is a great fortune This is because only in quietness we can see the things as they really are But to face something that ...