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The Unbreakable Diamond Shatters.

Yesterday A friend of mine who I have been trying to reach out to for years now randomly told me he would like to check out a Buddhist monastery and join my yoga class. Hed been totally opposed to most of my divine perspectives not within but on the exterior level of ego which he was becoming more and more attached to as he struggled to create an identity which was beyond him in all the wrong ways.

I believe my recent happiness and fulfillment in life blooming from my spiritual practice over the past two years and the fact that I had been avoiding him for months made him realize that peace values may hold more wealth then fear virtue.

I was happy to take him to the new Tibetan monastery on 5 road which I had been waiting to visit since it opened last summer. It is the exact replica of the Thrangu monastery of the Kagyu Lineage in Tibet which was destroyed by earthquake. At the entrance we looked at the weel of life mandala and I feebly tried to explain the 6 realms of existence. He then noticed the similarity of an extended eternal knot painting with the celtic designs of his native land Scotland, I took the opporunity to express the unity of all religions and explained that all those intertwining designs represent infinity.

The front doors are closed as visitors enter from the back in the winter. He pulls aside the tapestry and asks if the doors are really gold. pure.

We walk along the side of the monastery towards the rear entrance spinning the prayer wheels. He is entranced.

We enter the shrine room.

100s of golden medicine buddhas sit in crevices on all the walls. Massive vajra columns of brightly coloured cloth hang from the cieling. At the front of the room an assembly of monks are reading a prayer for all suffering beings. A beaming shakyamuni Buddha shines a vibrant retinue of golden light around the shrine room his blue and golden aura automaticly purifies and refines my consciousness bringing me to a subtler level of concentration. around him are a thousand flames, beings of all kinds leap from the fire. High above his head is Garuda the Initiator and master of the serpent power.

There is only one sitting cushion left I give it to him and comfortably sit on the floor. Admiring my own buddha nature. The monks go on to recite a verse on beings trapped by pride. As I focus more and more on the jeweled third eye of Shakyamuni I go deeper into a still mind state of soul consciousness. Admiring the ease with which I slide into Samadhi.
Becoming more and more aware of the lingering demon or deity of my spiritual pride.
I remind my self it is necessary and try to remove my myself from any egoic equation. I wish I was an invisible member of the moment simply floating through the celestial ether of this enlightened space without any need for introduction or identity.

I am holding my Vajra in my hand. I pass it to my friend Troy and tell him if he wants to meditate he should concentrate on the top of his head and the top of the Buddhas head.

I feel that since I have now entered into the parallel realm of the monks and the enlightened Buddha I can no longer remain hidden and must show my self psychically and except an identity respective to others in this moment. I assert that as I am one who has been accepted into the wealth of the Buddha's love I humbly ask him to also accept my friend upon my recommendation. In the spirit of the crazy wisdom guru, I will try to teach him all I know. The true crazy wisdom guru Mahakala rears his vast black head behind me. Im going a little crazy.

Troy's cell phone rings he quickly shuts it off and is overcome by embarrassment. I laugh as he hands me back the vajra. A mischevious laughter indeed.

At my grandma's house later that night I notice that two stems have broken off of the vajra.
A clean cut and the pieces lay in my pocket. They are on the same side of the vajra making one half of it completely flat. I am upset and confused this is a very precious artifact to me, which I got in Colorado a year ago at the Mahakaya stupa.

An hour ago while doing my washing dishes meditation it all comes toegether:

Mahakala the destroyer of all obstacles to spiritual progress has reminded me that I am not yet the invincible vajra void.

Feeling the painful pang of a dying ego. This time though I am not afraid. Let it all fall away.

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