- BUDDHA TEMPLE - ΕΙΚΟΝΕΣ

-H ΕΡΜΗΝΕΙΑ ΤΩΝ ΣΤΑΣΕΩΝ ΤΟΥ ΒΟΥΔΑ
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Thus, hail to the body, speech,
and mind of the Buddhas:
the king of Healing,
of Healing, of Great Healing,
the Fully Exalted One.

Thus, O King of Healing, of Healing,
of Great Healing, the Fully Exalted One—
may your blessings consecrate us.

"Maitreya: The Coming Buddha

I am Maitreya, the buddha of the sun
I shine with equal love upon all
I am called the coming Buddha not because I will manifest in physical form
But because I come to those at advanced stages of the spiritual path
and say: "Be blessed friends, and give blessings". **
I am called the buddha of friendship
For I take all beings as equals
And do not accept the hierarchies of institutions.

My love shines equally upon persons, groups, cultures, and worlds
I call them to live in universal love and compassion
I am white and golden, harmonious and full of richness
Like a symphony, I unite the competing themes in the universe.

I am found in optimism, in hope, and in faith
And in those who look for a better tomorrow
I bless the discouraged and the lonely
The fearful and the mournful
I give them a way out of the prisons of their hearts
I liberate beings from confinement
And show a brilliant and infinite future.

There are many forms of liberation within the universe
In the vast galaxy of changing forms
Each moment of insight, each movement of growth
Each turning away from the past
Is a kind of liberation.
To turn away from identity entirely is a rare blessing
Those who do this do not look to me.
Those who seek me need strength and determination, in life and in meditation
They need hope and encouragement, and this I give them.

Knowing that there is a more perfect world
Allows them to improve this one
Knowing that there are buddhas and bodhisattvas
Allows them to strive for more perfect awareness
Knowing that there is something to look forward to
Allows the bondage of the past to fall away.

I am the buddha of hope, and of striving
So that transient beings may improve the world for other transients
Though the universe grows and disintegrates and comes back again in glory
I shall stay to bless the crowds who strive towards truth. "

The adi-buddhas:

The Primordial Buddha of Diamond or Rainbow Light
The musicality of being is the sound of ice being shattered by lightning
The diamond prison of the rational mind
Burst by the power of Truth
The iron bars of selfhood
Cracked by the Infinite Mind

I am both creative and destructive, compassionate and ruthless
I create the rainbow relationships of the Buddhas
The interactions of their light and shade
I destroy illusion with the power of Truth
And kill the sense of the separate self
I am compassionate towards those that strive for perfection
And I aid them in the casting off of desires
I am ruthless towards the evil, the clinging, and the desperate
For only the pure may approach me

I hold the reins of creation in my hands
The first light of the Void and its wave of divine colors
I hold and store them, refract them within my crystal
The prisms of cut-glass within my symbolic waters

My shakti is Vajrabodhi Dakini, the diamond wisdom of the Void
She is the channel by which my energies of creation take form
She is the vessel which holds the light, the diamond which surrounds me
Whose true form is the crystal vajra

My music is ice and snow, wind and water
The victorious shout of the ascetic as he transcends the wrathful aspects
The moan of the tantrika as he is overcome by brilliance
The exploding dynamite of a man escaping from prison
The glorious silence when the chains of attachment to light have been left behind

To the seeker I say:
The Buddhas of the Vajrayana are powerful, and one must be pure
Not only to approach and encounter them
But in order to escape once you have done so
Each has beings who live for him alone
And may never leave to travel higher
For they cling to the Buddha and cannot give up his light

Do not love beauty and do not cling
Or the rich rosy light will wind you a crimson shroud
Do not love power or striving, and do not conquer others
Or the emerald sword will spear you to the ground
Do not love sensual harmonies and the swaying of nature
Or the golden rows of grain will hide the sky
Do not love the icy purity of detachment and the isolation of space
Or the cold blue surfaces of the mind will prevent you from freedom

Follow the path of peace and tranquility
Renounce all attachments
And strive for Truth and Freedom alone
For the most high beings may yet act through personality
The light of the god is not yet free
The concept of enlightenment must yet be rejected
For the experience of freedom to dawn.

Vajradhara
The Primordial Buddha of Indestructible Blue Light
I am Vajradhara who grasps the balance of the worlds
I am the principle of judgment,
of order, of organization in the universe
My music is the rising and setting of the sun,
the music of the spheres,
the sound of the judge's gavel and the executioner's sword
I maintain things as they should be
I am the essence of the Law
I am the primordial buddha for those
Who value the celestial order
Who follow the institutions and the pathways trod by the founders
Who obey the teachings as they have been handed down
I am the origin of the universe for monks and nuns
And those who walk the sure and slow pathways to the heavens
I ease their way, and treat them fairly
I protect them from the forces of chaos and disorder.

For those on the fast path,
I am the gatekeeper to the Void
I hold the keys which open the bright mandalas
The labyrinths of minds,
both personal and universal
Through my bhairavas,
I work with karma, and concentration, and insight
Through my bhairavis,
I work with emanation, and manifestation, and creativity
I direct the traffic on the roads of spirit.

I am the appeals court judge of Karma
When guilt and innocence are clouded,
I enter
I hold high the vajra,
and the lightning of truth shoots forth
All confusion is clarified in the brilliance of divine lightning.
My emanations guide the souls to their appropriate fates.

In initiations, I guide the novices to the right paths
For their personalities, desires, and past deeds
I keep them from harm,
until they are ready to fight
The fight of their lives,
against their own darker emotions.

Then I give an ally,
who looks at first like the enemy
A bhairava in wrathful form,
who looks like an attacker
But is really a defender.
The novice will learn the narrow path of the spirit
And how to tell reality from illusion.
His earthly guru will teach morality,
philosophy, and concentration
His bhairava will lead him inwards,
walking with him
On the road to the Great Emptiness.

Earthly teachers give exercises,
which demonstrate the illusory nature of all things
Bhairavas teach directly,
by dissolving name and form
Traditions and lineages teach their favorite deities and mantras
My emanations strip off personalities
Like peeling a fruit.

I am the Buddha of beginnings and endings.
I greet the novice,
and set him on his path
And I bid him farewell as he steps into Emptiness
The great vajra balances the worlds
and the weight of Justice is upon my shoulders.

Life reflects the music of being when it has no passion or anxiety
When the deep blue of midnight has spread over all the land
When there is joyful hope, when the light of wisdom is soon to dawn
When the stillness is perceived within all movement
When the Soul is awakened

The worshiper of silence and purity is clean, free and at rest
He sees the air within the bubbles of form
He hears the quiet within the loudest music
There are no conflicts within him, nor desires nor illusions
His mind is spontaneous, yet composed
He bows neither to idols nor demons nor gods
His heart is free of waves

I am the mediator of purity, the essence of salvation
I am the ladder which is climbed to the ultimate Goal
I quiet restless minds, and open up cloudy emotions to moonlight
I clear the jungle path of brambles, that the true seeker may proceed unhindered

Silence holds the keys to all doors, the answer to all riddles
The music that is heard is but a symbol, a manifestation, a stain upon the clear sky
Melodies and notes are but illusion, reflections upon reflections, which bind the pilgrim and bind the heart
Silence destroys all barriers, destroys all forms, brings the blind to see again

My lord is Aksobya, the One
Unique, alone, unchanging in a universe full of change
He is silent, invisible, there is no form to bind him
He brings all beings to freedom unending
He bursts the chains of existence, freeing all from identity
He sits quietly, and brings the raving masses to peace.

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