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Bodhisattvas appear to us as if they were humans in order to make it possible for us to be in a relationship with them. The mere fact of that relationship will be the unfailing cause of our enlightenment. Traditionally it is said that a guru will purify karma by his or her kindness and power. By the skillful means of his or her conduct. This can take many forms. Dongun Sanpa Gyargye said:

When the guru is beating you, hitting you, you feel like you’re receiving great initiation. And you feel you’re blessed, totally blessed. When my guru is scolding at me, I feel like I’m receiving new mantra, and I’m receiving lung of transmission of new mantra, therefore all my obstacles on the path to enlightenment will immediately disappear.

And this is my own experience, having been on the “receiving end” so to speak. My own teacher was a formidable, tall man. A mountain, even when he was of advanced age. There is a film where he can be seen in the 1950s walking out of the gompa to lead a ceremony, towering over his attendants. Almost always, after the first high of having been picked by him to be his student, wore off, my next year under his tutelage was spent in a mixture of fear, resentment and anger. When he didn’t speak to me I was angry. When he did speak to me, or requested something from me, I felt afraid. Stories abound about how -once your commitment to a teacher is sealed- you need to do everything he or she asks you, or you break samaya. It took a long while, before I learned, that those commitments are a set-up. It’s not their presence but our reaction to them, that is the education. And you could say that the entire teacher - student relationship is a set-up, as Dongun Sanpa Gyargye says. In that relationship, the negative, the fear-inducing, often is the most educational. When we don’t yet dare trust our teacher entirely, the relationship can be one of intense suffering, side by side with deepest joy. This in itself is caused by our dualistic view. The most profound lesson to be learned in and through such a relationship is the notion that if the teacher is enlightened, all conduct within the teaching relationship, is skillful means, displayed by teacher and student both. It may well be that the initial attraction we feel towards a teacher is caused by the fact that we know him or her to be enlightened. Then, once our relationship with him or her stabilizes, it seems as if we have to give up our personal autonomy to surrender fully. And we know that it is this surrender that will allow our mind-stream to merge with that of the teacher and so reach enlightenment. For a long while, I rationalized my resistance against surrender by convincing myself that I needn’t give up my autonomy. I thought that my teacher was the cause of the fear I felt, and I resented him for it. He, of course, was the perfect mirror to see myself in, including my neurotic clinging to “independence”, my deep fear of abuse. What I received back was exactly the abuse I was afraid of, but as a resultant of my own actions, not as a victim of someone else, but by being my own assailant. This too I considered to be my teacher’s doing, until my stamina had finally worn itself out and the only thing left to recognize was my own despair and my teacher’s loving-kindness. At that moment, I could finally reach deep enough and let go of my fear, and surrender. After that, there was no way back.

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  1. jarko
    Posted July 4, 2008 at 9:46 am | Permalink

    yesterday was a slow day, was recovering from a “biking in beauty” magical ride that took me the day before from the street of the roses in the jordaan to schiphol, hoofddorp, and then through the beautiful waterways and valleys to utrecht, passing by castles, wonderful flowering cascades of rhododendron, tanned milkmaids selling cherries, strawberries and jams..passed by het nederlands instituut voor ecologie and learned about their activities in the domain of water, fowl and microorganism research and guardianship, and finally reached utrecht noord, a small anatolia, balkan, middle east. upon entering gates of 14th century former farm on the river vecht, seeing rows of bottles on a rack with sint janskruid taking in sun energy, and greeting paramananda, my own private teacher of all these years..i knew, among bushes of berries and roses, that i had again “come home”. somehow the good old burco bike, my faithful black stallion, knew how to guide me, all the way to my dear friend, letting in no-mind and simple awe in..

  2. admin
    Posted July 4, 2008 at 10:06 am | Permalink

    burco’s have that ability, yes.

  3. admin
    Posted July 4, 2008 at 1:07 pm | Permalink

    ps: when everything is the enlightened activity of the Guru, the lama-buddha in our hearts.

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