Looking to Become a Disciple

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If You Are Looking to Become a Disciple to a Master, You May Consider This Article as a Reference

Of the activities of the glorious Root-Lama,
May I develop no wrong view even for a moment,
By the devotion of observing whatever he does as good,
May the blessing of the Lama enter my mind.

This gatha attempts to convey the message that one shall view all behaviours and deeds of his guru in daily life as correct, infallible, and completely perfect. As a disciple, it is the fundamental requirement to have such recognition and affirmation of one’s guru.

So, as for me, during every bit of time spent together with my guru, I had never examined whether he was a guru of complete merits. I fell for him like love at first sight, and believed that he was the Buddha and Bodhisattva.  To this I can swear.

Perhaps a strong nidāna (link) existed between my guru and I, or maybe I was mesmerized by him. Maybe, I was consciously, and willingly deceived by him, with a sheer mindset that since I’d already become his disciple, even if it was a mistake, so be it. It doesn’t matter what happens, I willingly accepted him in every aspect.

Metaphorically speaking, of all my gurus of magnificent grace, H.H. Dudjom Rinpoche is like the stove, H.H. Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche is like the firewood, H.H. Penor Rinpoche is like the match, and H.H. Tenpay Wangchuk Rinpoche is like the blast blower. Because of them, I can peacefully enjoy a cup of hot tea, and feel warm and cozy on a freezing cold day.

Therefore, every time when I think of my guru of magnificent grace, I can’t help but shed tears. I am like a useless disciple, a disciple who only knows to cry.

In fact, my beloved guru, rests on the top of my head during the day, stands on my right shoulder when I’m walking, and stays in my throat while I’m eating. I would put a mask on my guru when going to the toilet, so he can avoid being stunned by my stench; I would also put sunglasses on my guru, for fear of exposing my buttocks to him; when sleeping, my beloved guru rests in the middle of my heart.

I often invoke my guru to descend upon me and engage with me heart to heart. If one day I am about to leave this world, I will push my consciousness up to the middle of my guru’s heart and then I shall be able to leave peacefully. This is what the great Phowa in the esoteric Vajrayana Buddhism refers to.

All in all, in my daily life, my guru plays an indispensable role of a companion.

This is the Guru Yoga understood by such a mischievous disciple as myself. As for the golden and adorned Kyerim (the Generation-Stage) in the rituals of practices, I have never bothered to imagine in my mind, neither do I know how to or have the need to do that. This is all I know to do.

Above is for your reference.

Today I heard a wonderful news that the reincarnated successor of H.H. Tenpay Wangchuk Rinpoche, my guru of magnificent grace, has been found. Happiness and joy filled my heart and inspired me to write this essay.

Palyul Choktrul
alias Wangchen Gyebai Dorje
2020/12/24

Tibetan version    བློ་བླ་མར་གཏོད་པ་སྐྱབས་འགྲོ་ཡི་མཐར་ཐུག
Chinese version   您需要拜師的話,可以參考這篇

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