Tantric Self Healing Text

Tantric Self Healing Text The Wishing Path of Eco Morality The Seven Limitless Meditations Limitless Love May all beings have happiness and the causes of happiness Limitless Compassion May all beings be free from suffering and the causes of suffering Limitless Joy May all beings never be separated from the joy that is beyond all misery Limitless Equanimity May all beings dwell in equanimity, free from attachments to dear ones and aversion to others Limitless Health May all beings enjoy real and absolute health now and forever Limitless Ecological Regeneration May all beings inhabit a pure environment free from pollution Limitless Peace May all beings enjoy inner and world peace now and for ever	Poems by Pema Janku The Wishing Path Come and walk on the wishing path Up the zig-zag route to the mountain top Where an old tree spreads its seven branches And the moon is full. I walked up the path with my old black pig A faithful companion since the day I was born. But he splashed about in the mirror still lake So I sent him home. I galloped up the path on my flying horse I wanted to be first and win the race. But he rolled in the mud and refused to run So I sent him home. I said goodbye to the hens in the yard The fearful snake slid back to his hole A big bird swooped and blocked out the sun So I sent him home Come and walk on the wishing path To a pure land by a joyful stream. It's a million miles but we'll reach the end With a single stride. Three jewels are the price of your bed and board At the inn where we pause on the wishing path. You'll be happy there when we arrive, It's called The World at Peace.
Taking Refuge Namo Buddhaya Namo Dharmaya Namo Sanghaya I take refuge in the three jewels	Precious Jewels I was born in a ruby land Where a Master taught and wisdom began. The sacred was secret; mysterious things Like fabulous treasures belonging to kings. But all that we knew was the heat and the crowd, Dusty beggars, children crying out loud, Flowers from the forest, spice heavy breath, The Wheel always turning through life and through death. Way up high in the mountains a road lay ahead With the sun in the West setting ruby red. How long have I lived in this emerald isle Where wisdom of ancient ones came for a while. Where magic is hidden, but power lies still In the standing stone or the sacred hill. But all that we know is the grab and the chase, Terror that kills with a smile on its face. Wheatfields and cattle and poisoned air, Fast food, fast fortunes and forests laid bare. Here, on midsummer morning, on soft hills I’ve seen The dawn from the East shining emerald green. My house looks over the sapphire sea Where life on this planet first started to be. Drowned deep in the oceans lie cities immersed Their knowledge long scattered, their peoples dispersed. But all that we know is the torrential force Of rivers and lakes flowing back to their source. Or empty dry deserts of famine and war Parched fields, hungry eyes begging us to give more. From my rocky island, in safety I view That the waters surround me with sapphire blue. I am a diamond of priceless worth Formed by a million years here on Earth. Hard enough to cut through ignorance and desire Undestroyed by earthquake, flood or fire. But all that I know is the rock and the stone Un-mined, un-refined, my potential unknown. I lie in the dirt and my chances pass by To adorn a king's crown, be a star in the sky. I come from a place of the purest light - WHO AM I NOT TO SHINE like a diamond bright.
Calling the Guru Requesting His permission to practise the Tantric Exercises	Divine Action My lamplit room, curtained, double glazed Where I lie in cosy TV fantasy Living other people's lives. Somewhere out there A full white moon draws the tide High up on the shingle beach, Exactly according to invisible magnetism. When I wake, throw wide the door and Walk out on the wild windy crest Storm clouds tear apart And bright moonlight fills my heart It's a beautiful day out there In the first clear light of dawn The owl floats to his hidden roost, The thrush begins to sing, Exactly according to the natural flow of morning. But I am sleeping late in my darkened room Dreaming that my lover walks in the garden. When I wake and draw back the curtains Golden light fills my heart. What is the sound that stirs me? Whose is the whisper that wakes me? It is the ancient murmur of the Universe Running light fingers Over the strings of centuries. In the sound of a million echoes I perceive the divine presence.
Purifying the Five Elements Eh Yam Ram Lam Bam Shudde Shudde Soha	Sunrise Out of the great space of night A dawn breeze runs through the grasses The fiery sun arises Touching wet dew on open flowers And the Earth is reborn
Generating the Five Lotuses Pam le pema jangku Pam le pema serpo Pam le pema nongpo Pam le pema marpo Pam le pema karpo	Lotus A man is running. Is he fleeing from His darkest torment? Or racing joyfully Towards his vision? He does not know. He is just running. So the lotus grows. Forgetful of muddy root Innocent of sun dappled bloom. Upward through dim waters.
Transformation into the Seed Syllables Om Ah Hum So Ha	Seeds Flower blooming In a summer garden Delights the eye Scents the air Gives busy insects Work to do. Seed bud swelling Deep within Matures and grows Fattens and expands As pretty petals fade And fall away Flower dying in total fulfilment Its job done Its fragile beauty Just a passing pleasure For a sunny day Seed bud bearing In a secret place The true reason For the flower's blooming. A thousand lovely blooms For another summer.
The Five Supreme Healers Dhyani Buddhas Om Ah Amoghasiddhi Hum Om Ah Ratnasambhava Hum Om Ah Akshobya Hum Om Ah Amitabha Hum Om Ah Vairochana Hum	Five Supreme Fat round raindrops Warm green wetness Summer showers In a wisdom rain Bestowing Blessings Fearlessly riding Through wet woodlands A golden knight Upon a golden horse Bestowing Blessings Sword in hand Flash of blue steel. Though the earth shakes He stands firm Bestowing Blessings Run and scatter Spread the news The master sits silent In the deep forest Bestowing Blessings And wisdom rolls by. A harvest wagon Loaded so high Crumbs fall to us Bestowing blessings
Secret Empowerment Om Mani Peme Hum	Who Am I? Am I the father with a long white beard Who lives above the racing clouds Sending rain To make the grass grow Each drop Falling into Bliss Am I the Mother with a fruitful womb Who lives within the summer lands Warming the earth To make the grass grow Each flame Flickering into Emptiness Am I the child of that great union Who runs in play across the grassy land Down into the gloomy caves Up upon the mighty mountains Singing the Song That creates the Universe
By the Power of the Truth Peace with Everything Everything with Peace Om Bishwa Shanti Hum	Peace is the Middle Road Long lifeless plains Featureless and flat Littered with bones Where starving nations Sat down and died. Not peaceful Just empty Fighting machines Butted head to head Screaming up mud With adrenaline pumping Stagnation. Not peaceful This is war. Secret places Where the misfits meet Hiding their terror In dark corners Frozen in obsession Silent with fear. Not peaceful Just out of sight. Hailstones Banging on a tin roof Thunder crashing overhead Then silence While the sky draws breath. Not peaceful Just a lull. Peace is the Middle Road Fast walking Across dry grassy hilltops Where bramble bushes Offer the juiciest fruit, The fox feeds a rabbit To her hungry cubs, The sun burns and The wind whips our faces. Out ears are deafened By the clamour of birdsong. Fierce - Alive - Infinite. Peace is the Middle Road Where we walk together In the same direction.
Special Auspicious Blessing of the Three Jewels At dawn and dusk At night and midday May the Three Jewels Grant us their blessings. May they help us to achieve All realisations And sprinkle the paths of our lives With various signs of auspiciousness.	Meditation Speak to me of a time When Light does not shine And you will be silent. Speak to me of a time When all men are at war And you will hear the sound of peace. Listen to the roaring noise In its centre is stillness. back to Self Healing