A Prayer To Recognize My Own Faults and Keep in Mind the Objects of Refuge
by Dudjom Rinpoche
I pay homage to the guru.
Shakyamuni, Victorious One.
Supreme guide of the realm for this fortunate aeon,
Sons of the Victorious one,
Assembly of noble Bodhisattvas who tame sentient beings,
Lord guru, matchless savior of beings in the dark age,
The three Roots and oath-bound Dharma guardians—
Again and again, I ask from my heart,
Recalling you with longing and one-pointed mind—
Please turn your attention toward me.
Take hold of me with your lovingkindness
And with the power of your unhindered compassion
Grant your blessings that my thoughts and aims
be carried out in accord with Dharma.
Through past acts, not without merit,
I have obtained this precious human birth.
Through past merit, not slight,
I have met the sublime Dharma.
Accepted by the guru, I was able to obtain empowerments,
Blessings, and the essential instructions—
All this wealth I now hold in my hands.
But my mind, like a babbling monkey, falls under the sway
Of the enticing, deceptive demon of distraction
And I can not take advantage of the wealth that is my own.
Thus, this free, well-favored human birth
And the lama’s teaching are both wasted.
Now I am at a turning point:
All the teachings that I’ve asked for,
All I’ve received, are like a myth.
My body has the appearance of a practitioner,
And I have a practitioner’s conceit;
My mind can not fathom the true teachings.
Lacking even a trace of common Dharma, much less holy Dharma,
The sixteen rules for ordinary social behavior
Are just something that I’ve heard of.
Seeing myself behave badly, I’m without shame;
Seen by others, I’m unembarassed;
My bond to the teachings is short as a marmot’s tail.
Unable to practice properly true Dharma’s ten virtuous deeds,
Harboring sectarian bias toward the one Buddha’s teachings,
I slander the teachings and great beings
A gather up bad karma.
Based on Dharma
I carry a great weight of evil deeds.
The more teaching I’ve received,
The more my vision of myself inflates,
Though intellectual analyses can not penetrate
The deep meaning of the teachings.
With conceit, I think, “I keep the Pratimoksha disciplines!”
But the four dharma practices have been lost without a trace.
With conceit, I think, “I posses the precious Bodhisattva training!”
But the Four Boundless Ones are just like pictures of a lamp.
With conceit, I think, “I keep the Secret Mantrayana samayas!”
But, not respecting the first root transgression,
I become careless about all the rest.
I can glibly explain the Four Thoughts That Turn the Mind to Dharma,
But my attachment to phenomena
Shows that my own mind has not truly changed.
Though I rely on a teacher, respect and devotion slowly ebb away;
Instead of having pure perception, I have wrong views,
And see the guru as my equal.
Love and respect toward my vajra friends weakens;
Unable to endure a few harsh words, I complain constantly.
Lacking thorough training in bodhicitta,
The love and compassion that comes about
From seeing all beings of the six realms as my parents
Disappears like mist.
Although I act as if I practice the paths of kyerim and dzogrim,
I can not even cope with ordinary endless delusion.
I recognize that the ultimate teaching of sutra and tantra
Is emptiness, but can’t make use of that recognition;
My mindstream stays hard as horn......
continue here: http://dudjom.blogspot.be/2007/04/in-ki ... ay_15.html
With thanks for the people of this blog.