There I am online. So verse sixty and then fifteen. So Lama Chöpa up in Moraine book on page two. And then for. So the request, verse forty three.
So verse, seventy six. Through the power of having made offerings and respectful requests to you, our holy and venerable gurus, supreme field of merit, we seek your blessings to protect us and root of well-being and believe that we may come under your care. Realizing how this body of liberties and endowments is found but once is difficult to obtain and soon lost. We seek your blessings to protect its essence, make it worthwhile and not be distracted by the meaninglessness of frivolousness. In gas of the searing blades of suffering in the lower realms, we take a heartfelt refuge in the three precious gems and seek your blessings.
We may eagerly endeavor to practice the various means for abandoning what is bound to misfortune and harm. Its ways of delusions and karma, plagued by hordes of bodily denizens of three kinds of So then the long life prayer. This page ten. Where is holiness? Usnisha Vijaya, all conquering goddess whose lotus-like face, changeless, without changing face.
The faintest cooling ray of whose moonlit name allays the fiery pain of our last and final end. Remover of death who brings forth vast rain. You now grant your greatest gifts. The blessed one who grants life without end. You are a prayer for a lama, a humor of ear.
You who bear the name of you, who holds the living essence, the pure paradigmatic doctrine of the conquerors. Of he alone, adornment of the earth. Of here, God, the abode of liberation, the sphere of peace. Precious treasure of vast and subtle reasoning, raising the light of brightness and wisdom, clarifying without confusion the two truths amongst the multiplicity of things, and remaining immediately amongst us a radiant dharma sign, showering and sprinkling the waters of healing, fulfilling needs, benefiting all. A laughing smile revealing pearls of humility, skill, and constancy.
Indeed, we see the liquid moon of morality. Lama remaining always amongst us, the one supremely worthy of veneration. The moon of your mahianna mind being ground by the fever cooling candor of your unsurpassed vast resolve, brilliantly swells the bounds of space, unbound seas, the happiness of now and blissful always. Heavenly. Heavenly amongst us, we’re moving guiding our way.
Raining down advice, spreading rays, celestial nectars, your dialectic, invincible cutting vital weapons. Wielding a thousand-petalled victory banner to support them in their glory. Now remain immediately amongst us a guardian of highest knowledge. Pray, Maitreya, sees the spiritual masters, deities, and doctrine protectors, with the power of profound and dependent arising, and may an emptiness of all that appears, and may the hopes of our prayers with effortless ease spontaneously be fulfilled. A friend, enchanting mother like a brilliant snow mountain, and the shining consummation of signs and marks, who, when seen, captivates minds, who, when heard, swiftly soothes our hearts.
Removing cold, protects from all fierce untimely. Every river of life force, grant, we will grant that all merry be auspicious. Lord of Dharma, who only calls us to the dispositions of those who leads to you, makes clear in the light of your well spoken advice, the sacred Ganden tradition, the essence of Buddha’s teachings. To the foremost and holy lama, to you who are supreme, we make this prayer of supplication. Venerable one, to you, kindest of all conquerors for those wandering in far off places, especially the west.
Be mindful of your loving concern for us and intentionally descending again into a family of a far off land. We make this request, the Lama. Please, please, be long, complete, holy scholar, protector of Sūtra and Tantra, holy, spiritual, friend, the foundation of our unwavering constant devotion, profoundly skilled methods leading us along the fortunate path of liberation, unfolding within us all that is moral, warm, and wise. Master the entire doctrine, having crossed the furthermost shore of the vast ocean of Sūtra and Tantra, observing ethics as the foundation of practice since the heart of teaching conscientiously following Vinaya. Allow me, please, please sit long.
Have a pure prayer and karma without ever being separated from our supreme karmic lama, and rejoicefully guard us, your children, your cycles throughout infinite lives. For us, may you negate our holy obstacles, be wholly satisfied. Your spiritual and protect us, bless us, help us so we may accomplish the ultimate meaning of our human striving and listening, reflecting, and meditating as much as we are able. We may agree to utter inner golden age, and all the while, may I always remember from the depths of our hearts loving kindness on our lips. And then in Tibetan.
Sang gyé la sog. And then migtsema on seven.