Crying to the Guru from afar Lode Taye

 
Although I have obtained a free and well-favored human birth,I have wasted it in vain. I am constantly distracted by the activities of this futile life.Unable to accomplish the great objective of liberation and overcome by laziness,I return empty-handed from a land of jewels.Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion. Grant your blessings so that I fulfill the purpose of human birth.

 

INTENSIFYING DEVOTION IN ONE’S HEART:

 

The Supplication “Crying to the Gurus from Afar”

 

by Jamgön Kongtrül Lodrö Thaye

 

 

Kye !

 

From the Prayer of

 

Sentient beings like myself, evildoers with bad karma,

Have wandered in samsara from beginning less time.

Even now we experience endless suffering,

And yet not even an instant of remorse has occurred.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I give rise to renunciation from my depths.

 

Although I have obtained a free and well-favored human birth, I have wasted it in vain.

I am constantly distracted by the activities of this futile life.

Unable to accomplish the great objective of liberation and overcome by laziness,

I return empty-handed from a land of jewels.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I fulfill the purpose of human birth.

 

There is no one on earth who will not die.

Even now, one after another they pass away.

I also will die very soon,

And yet like an idiot, I prepare to live for a long time.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I curtail my worthless schemes.

 

I will become separated from my lovers and friends.

The wealth and food which I hoarded in miserliness will be enjoyed by others.

Even this body I hold so dear will be left behind.

My consciousness will wander in the unknown bardos of samsara.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I realize the futility of life.

 

The black darkness of fear escorts me along.

The fierce red wind of karma chases after me.

Yama’s  hideous messengers beat and hack me.

Thus, I experience the unbearable suffering of the lower realms.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I free myself from the chasms of the lower realms.

 

My faults are as large as a mountain, but I conceal them within me.

Others’ faults are as minute as a sesame seed, but I proclaim and condemn them.

I boast about my virtues, though I don’t even have a few.

I call myself a dharma practitioner and practice only nondharma.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I subdue my selfishness and pride.

 

I hide the demon of ego-fixation within, which will ruin me permanently.

All of my thoughts are the cause of perpetuating kleshas.

All of my actions have unvirtuous results.

I have not even gone toward the path of liberation.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I uproot my selfishness.

 

Just a little praise or blame makes me happy or sad.

A mere harsh word causes me to lose my armor of patience.

Even when I see helpless ones, compassion does not arise.

When needy people come to me, I am tied up by a knot of miserliness.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that my mind is mixed with the dharma.

 

I hold on dearly to futile samsara.

For the sake of food and clothing, I completely abandon permanent objectives.

Though I have everything I need, I constantly want more and more.

My mind is duped by insubstantial and illusory things.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I am not attached to this life.

 

I cannot endure even the slightest physical or mental pain,

Yet I am so stubborn that I have no fear of falling into the lower realms.

Though I actually see unerring cause and effect,

Still I do not act virtuously, but perpetuate evil.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that conviction in karma arises in me.

 

I am hateful toward enemies and attached to friends.

I am stupefied in darkness as to what should be accepted and rejected.

When practicing the dharma, I fall under the influence of discursiveness, sloth, and sleep.

When acting against the dharma, I am clever and my senses are alert.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I conquer my enemy, the kleshas.

 

My outer appearance is that of an authentic dharma practitioner,

But inside, my mind is not mixed with the dharma.

Like a poisonous snake, the kleshas are concealed within me.

When I encounter bad circumstances, my hidden faults as a bad practitioner are revealed.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I can tame my own mind.

 

I don’t realize my own bad faults.

I maintain the form of a practitioner while engaging in various nondharmic pursuits.

Because of the kleshas, I am naturally accustomed to unvirtuous actions.

Again and again I give birth to a mind of virtue, but again and again it falls apart.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I see my own faults.

 

As each day passes, my death is nearer and nearer.

As each day passes, my being is harsher and harsher.

Though I attend my guru, my devotion becomes gradually obscured.

Love, affection, and sacred outlook toward my dharma companions grow ever smaller.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I tame my stubborn nature.

 

I’ve taken refuge, aroused bodhichitta, and made supplications,

But devotion and compassion are not born in the depths of my heart.

I give lip service to dharmic action and spiritual practice,

But they become routine and I’m not touched by them.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I may be one with the dharma.

 

 

All suffering comes from desiring happiness for oneself.

Although it is said that buddhahood is attained by considering the welfare of others,

I arouse supreme bodhichitta but secretly cherish selfishness.

Not only do I not benefit others, I casually cause them harm.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I exchange myself for others.

 

The guru is buddha in person, but I regard him as an ordinary man.

I forget his kindness in giving profound instructions.

When he doesn’t do what I want, I lose heart.

His actions and behavior are clouded over by my doubts and disbelief.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that unobscured devotion will increase.

 

My own mind is the Buddha, but I never realize this.

Discursive thoughts are dharmakåya, but I don’t realize this.

This is the unfabricated, innate state, but I cannot keep to this.

Naturalness is things as they really are, but I have no conviction in this.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that my mind will be spontaneously liberated.

 

Death is certain to come, but I am unable to take this to heart.

The holy dharma truly benefits, but I am unable to practice it properly.

Karma and its result are certainly true, but I do not properly discriminate what to accept or reject.

Mindfulness and awareness are certainly necessary, but not stabilizing them, I am swept away by distractions.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings so that I maintain undistracted mindfulness.

 

Because of my former evil actions, I was born at the end of the dark age.

All that I have previously done has caused me suffering.

Because of evil friends, I am darkened by the shadow of evil deeds.

My dharma practice has been sidetracked by my meaningless chatter.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

Grant your blessings to enable me to persevere in practice.

 

In the beginning I had no other thought but dharma.

But in the end what I have achieved will cause me to go to the lower realms of samsara.

The harvest of freedom is destroyed by an unvirtuous frost.

Stubborn people like me have achieved bad consequences.

Guru, think of me; look upon me quickly with compassion.

 

Grant your blessings so that I will completely accomplish the holy dharma.

Grant your blessings so that I give birth to deep sadness.

Grant your blessings so that my worthless schemes are curtailed.

Grant your blessings so that I take to heart the certainty of death.

 

Grant your blessings so that conviction in karma arises in me.

Grant your blessings so that the path is free from obstacles.

Grant your blessings so that I am able to exert myself in practice.

Grant your blessings so that unfortunate circumstances are brought to the path.

 

Grant your blessings so that I continually apply my antidotes.

Grant your blessings so that genuine devotion arises in me.

Grant your blessings so that I glimpse the natural state.

Grant your blessings so that insight is awakened in my heart.

 

Grant your blessings so that I uproot confusion.

Grant your blessings so that I attain buddhahood in one lifetime.

Precious guru, I supplicate you. Kind lord of the dharma, I cry to you with longing.

I am an unworthy person who relies on no one but you.

 

Grant your blessings so that my mind mixes inseparably with yours.

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