蔥蒜及韮菜為何是葷菜 – 聖嚴法師

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scorned yet Loyal

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“If others should speak negatively about my guru or his practices, then be it they are a guru themselves or students, it will not affect my mind. I remain firm on the path given to me and I practice diligently.”

“Others may criticize my guru, his lineage, his practice, his methods, but I will remain unshaken in order to develop perfect devotion leading to samadhi.”

~ Tsem Rinpoche

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(Images) by His Holiness The Seventh Dalai Lama

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O guru inseparable from Manjushri and Consort,

Whose blessings fulfill all needs

And grant every mystical attainment,

Bestow upon me your transforming powers.

Hundreds of flies gather

On a piece of rotten meat,

Enjoying, they think, a delicious feast.

This image fits with the song

Of the myriads of foolish living beings.

Who seek happiness in superficial pleasures;

In countless ways they try,

Yet I have never seen them satisfied.

The bee of golden stripes

Flies from flower to flower,

Never pausing but for a moment.

This image fits with the song

Of the people of this degenerate age,

Who, powered by impure mind,

Change from friend to enemy in a moment;

I have never found a reliable one.

The turquoise fly of special hue,

Fills its stomach with excrement,

And then takes its load and wings proudly away.

This image fits with the song

Of those who polish and flaunt with pride

Their body-sack punctured by holes for the senses

And filled with bone, blood, pus, and urine.

The song of the fly, the boring buzz,

For a moment is sweet to the ear,

But, empty of meaning, it can please not for long.

This image fits with the song

Of how praise and the sound of one’s own name

Please the mind for a brief moment

And then fade to emptiness.

I have never seen them have lasting effects.

The six-legged wasp is proud in summer

To fly for a moment in merriment and pleasure,

But soon he will die from the cold.

This image fits with the song

Of the young man, handsome and robust,

Who stands strong, confident, and bold,

Not thinking that death soon will come

And lead him helplessly away.

The bee with its bee-perception

Seeks not medicinal plants

But follows the perfume of ordinary flowers

This image fits with the song

Of how most people of the present day

Turn away from saints and holiness

And, deluded, prefer to follow

Worldly men of wealth and power.

The bee, which depends on the flower,

Drinks its fill of nectar

And then shamelessly flies away.

This image fits with the song

Of how the people of this age

Uses the sages and spiritual masters

Who love and work for them;

And then they abandon them as enemies.

The young, freewheeling bee ties himself not

With attachment to places or friends;

He flies happily wherever he likes.

This image fits with the song

Of how those not bound by clinging

To the sensory objects of the world,

From the depths of their hearts aspire

Only to practice meditation and yoga

In peaceful, remote forests.

It is the last month of summer now;

Red and yellow flowers are in bloom.

A hot mid-day sun hovers above;

The flies and bees, friends of melancholy,

Dance and play before me

In a scene of honey revelry.

I, a vajra who opens in melody, watched them

And wrote this song of straight lines.

Contemplate. A writing on anger by Guru Tsem Tulku Rinpoche. 

You know so much of our anger and expectations will disappear if we practice dharma. Whatever we are angry about with others there are just as many people angry with us for something else. They just don’t act in ways like we may show our displeasure.
The world will be filled with people who don’t perform the way we want and we judge them. When we overdo this, then anger arises.
Because we keep feeding our expectations and anger. Either we shout and ignore every single person that get on our nerves, or we just tone down what gets on our nerves. Number two option is better.
For the sake of harmony, progress and growth both on the inside and outside, we need to seriously be kind and tolerant to everyone. Because we can get wind disease (lung) and then we will be beyond immediate help. Anger is the biggest enemy of our lives. We don’t have to marry them, but be civil and courteous to those we have to work with and let them do what they can. To think we do more than others and others are not as good negates the whole purpose of doing something good…. Isn’t that such a simple and BASIC grass roots way to be a good person, with manners and even doing dharma? Of course it is.
– Tsem Rinpoche