A SILLY BIRD

A silly bird who attempts to build a nest of mud

Although it is soaked to the skin and tossed by the wind

The rain finally washes away the nest on the slippery mountain

The tranquil bird does not seek to die on the dangerous journey

No wind, rain or snow could harm it

The deity intervenes, the thousand year old mirror shines again

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Teachers are rare and precious, sometimes they take forms beyond the expected. When we make connections with someone who has the capacity to open our hearts to the limitless possibilities of liberation, we have actually only met our own wisdom mind. In that there is always purity. Then there is the great repa Mila who still teaches across time and space pointing to wisdom mind itself. The guru need not be bound in body.

Milarepa:

Not separating appearance and emptiness.

This is view as mastered as it can be

Not seeing dreams and day as differing.

This is as meditation as it can be

Not bliss and emptiness seen as differing.

This is conduct as mastered as it can be

Not seeing the here and hereafter as differing.

This is their nature as mastered as it can be

Not seeing mind and space as differing.

This is as dharmakaya as it can be

When pleasure and pain are not two different things.

This is instruction as mastered as it can be

Not seeing affliction and wisdom as differing.

This is as full as realization can be

Not seeing your mind and buddha as differing.

This is as full a fruition as it can be.

May all be well.. *all Voyagers listen to the passing roar of the waterfall*