Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo

Letter from His Holiness Ngawang Tenzing to His Holiness Penor Rinpoche

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His Holiness Ngawang Tenzing wrote this letter to His Holiness Penor Rinpoche after his first visit to KPC. He then offered a copy to Jetsunma:

To His Holiness Drubwang Pema Norbu Rinpoche, Supreme Head of the Nyingma School,

With humble and due respect I lay this prayer at your lotus feet on the lion throne.

I, Ngwang Tenzing, Vajramaster from Bhutan, am traveling in America for some dharmic purposes. I have arrived here at Kunzang Palyul Jangchub Choling, the center of Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo. I have witnessed how Dharma has flourished in all aspect at this place. I write this to let Your Holiness know that I rejoice boundlessly in an appreciation to Your Holiness and Jetsunma’s enlightened activities.

With humble prostrations I submit this to you on the 30th day of the Sixth Lunar month of the Wood Male Monkey Year.

Devotedly yours,

Ngawang Tenzing
Dorje Lopon

 

May All Be Safe

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The following is from a series of tweets by Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo:

If a stalker causes extreme stress or harasses a person and causes death as stress can, they should be charged with manslaughter. It it about time to make the the equality of all actual enforceable law stick. Never mind race, religion, politics or gender! We are equal and must be equal by law in order for our society to survive.

A true stalker literally is incapable of stopping. They fixated in a neurotic way and cannot stop their maniacal behavior. Cannot work, rest, or have a real life. It’s all fantasy. And they believe. Even make up other personas as to be believable and call in fake “friends” when needed. Sick behavior and always predictable.

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Prayer for the Nyingmapa Lineage and the Tradition

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KHEN LOB CHO SUM RING LUK CHE

May the great tradition of the Abbot Shantarakshita, the Master Padmasambhava, and the Dharma King Trisong Detsun

DZAM LING SA SUM KHYAN PAR PEL

Increase and spread throughout the three realms of this world.

DRO GYUD CHOG SUM NANG WA DANG

May the appearance of the Three Jewels and the mindstreams of beings

MI DRAL DU SUM GE LEK SHOG

Remain inseparable and bring sublime well-being throughout the three times.

Composed by Kyabje Dudjom Yeshe Dorje

What is Non-Virtuous Speech?

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The following description of the 4 types of non-virtuous speech are from “The Way To Freedom” by the Dalai Lama:

“ The next four negative actions are deeds of speech.

The firs is telling lies. This includes speaking contrary to what one has seen, heard, or knows to be fact. Lying can be motivated by attachment, hatred, or ignorance. The intention is to confuse the other person, and it can be carried out either by speaking or nodding the head and gesturing with a hand. Any action done out of the intention to confuse someone constitutes the negative action of lying. If the other person hears it, that constitutes completion of this act.

Next is divisive talk. The intention is to cause dissension between friends or people in the spiritual community for one’s own sake or for he sake of others. Whether one succeeds in causing dissension or not, the moment the other person hears the divisive talk, that constitutes the completion of this act.

Next is verbal abuse. The intention is to speak harshly, and the deed is complete when the abusive words are heard by the person to whom they are directed. Abuse includes insulting others, speaking about their faults, whether true or untrue; if one does it to hurt the other person, it is abuse.

Next is senseless gossip. It is frivolousness without any purpose, and it can be motivated by any of the three poisons. One’s intention is simply to chat without any reason, to just gossip without any purpose.The execution of this act does not require a second person. You do not need a partner; you can do this by talking to yourself. Idle gossip would include talking about wars, the faults of others, or arguing just for the sake of argument. This would also include reading unimportant books out of attachment.”

Cry!

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In our divided

clinging consciousness

In our ego-centered

dreaming

we are bound.

Flung

Unaided, unable

to distinguish

The nature that is peace.

Drunken

Imagining distinction

in the nature that

is form and formless

Grieving

for we have seen

the difference

Between the crystal and the nectar

that fills it

with its emptiness

Oh..

If we could

only taste

the soundless voice

that sings its silent name

In colors

OM!

Vairocana Holy Holy

Bring the blessed kindest

Wisdom of the Dharmadhatu

To this singer’s song

Scream!

For we are angry

we are chained

In our self-righteousness

we are prisoners and wardens

Alone

No love in hate

No reason, no meaning

Hallucination, like a drug

we’re burning

Stiff

with jaundiced principles

disjointed, numbed

We’ve sold our value

for a nightmare

Sick

and filled with venom

we are dead and dying

scratching at our eyes

that we might see

Locked

in form, in function

In making statements

meaningless in the silence

of our indivisibility

HUNG

Vajrasattva Blessed Blessed

Bring the mirror wisdom

To the crying ones

who long to see your face

Running

In our race

to nowhere

Pumped with

self value

Our holy war

Straining

With increasing tension

Structuring conviction

Deny that I am you

can’t see your eyes

Plumped

And filled with dirty

hard distinctions

We are successful

We have sat our

hellish throne

Preening

In the gorgeousness

of reason

Reasons not to give our lives

Oh, take this life

Truly

We try so hard

to know the rapture of union

Impossible to know

with hearts so dry

SO

Ratnasambhava Buddha Buddha

Bring the view

of equanimity

like holy wine

to this tired burning child

Need

The force is boundless

the aching endless

It never ceases

We are obsessed

Craving

The fire burns us

Our lips are parched

Our eyes, our hearts

Know no release

Pointless

The endless seeking

brings more of nothing

The suffering of suffering

has reached its peak

Moving..

this restless searching

I think of babies

crying

for the mother’s breast

Touch us

We need to feel it

It all seems

out there

Beyond our reach

AH

Amitabha Purest Pure One

Cleanse our Perception

Bring the feast

of Pure Discrimination

to our hungry mouths

Wounded

Worlds of wounded

Crying and helpless

No one to

hear them

Too much jealousy

and fear

Wasted

Too tired and jaded

Sick and faded

Certain of my fix,

my gig, my sphere

Unaided

Standing alone in

mute acceptance

Burden of proof

so heartless

That we are here

We are

I am

Engaged

In righteous battle

I am unique!

Distinguished!

Endless is my work!

Please

There must be something

Or maybe someone

Responding sweetly

But never me

For I cannot

HA

Amoghasiddhi Sublime Dancer

Bring us the movement

The sweet activity

Of Perfect Love

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