What remains with me now from the pleasant
Of my previous lives that have now ceased?
And yet, because of my strong attachment to worldly
I have gone against the advice of my Spiritual Guide.
If, when I depart from this life
And from my friends and relatives,
I must wander all alone,
Why commit non-virtue for the sake of friends
'How can I definitely be freed
From non-virtue, the source of all suffering?’
Throughout the day and the night,
I should think only about this.
Whatever I have done
Out of unknowing and confusion -
Be it a natural non-virtue
Or a transgression -
With my palms pressed together
And my mind fearful of suffering,
Prostrating myself again and gain,
I confess them all before the Protectors.
I request all the holy beings
To free me from all my evils and faults;
And since these bring only harmful results,
In future I will not commit them again.
This concludes the second chapter of Guide to the Bodhisattva’s way of Life, entiteled ‘Purifying Negativity’.
If I need to follow the doctor’s advice
When frightened by an ordinary illness,
How much more necessary is it to follow Buddha’s
When perpetually afflicted by the many harmful
diseases of the delusions?
If all the people living in this world
Can be greatly harmed by just one of these delusions,
And if no medicine other than Dharma
Can be found anywhere to cure them,
Those who do not act in accordance with the Dharma
Given by Buddha, the all-knowing physician,
Through which all pains of the delusions can be
Are surely foolish and confused.
If it is necessary to exercise caution
When near a small, ordinary precipice,
How much more necessary is it when near the
fathomless pits of hell
Into which I could fall for a very long time?
It is unwise to indulge in pleasures,
Thinking, ‘At least I shall not die today’;
For without doubt the time will come
When I shall become nothing.
Who will grant me fearlessness?
How can I be free from these fears?
If I shall inevitable become nothing,
How can I continue to indulge?
Threfore, from today I go for refuge
To the Conqueror Buddhas who protect living beings,
Who seek to give refuge to all living beings,
And who, with their great strength, eradicate all fear.
Likewise, I sincerely go for refuge
To the Dharma they have realized,
Which dispels the fears of samsara,
And to the assembly of Bodhisattvas.
Overcome with fear, I offer myself
To Arya Samantabhadra,
And I offer my body into the service
Of Arya Manjushri.
To Protector Avalokiteshvara,
Who acts unerringly out of compassion,
I utter this deperate cry for help:
'O Please protect me, and evildoer!'
Seeking refuge, from my heart
I pray to Arya Akashagarbha,
To Arya Ksitigarbha,
And to all the compassionate Protectors.
I go for refuge to Arya Vajrapani,
Upon sight of whom all harmful beings,
Such as the messengers of the Lord of Death,
Flee in terror to the four directions.
Previously I transgressed your advice,
But now, having seen these great dangers,
I go to you for refuge
To quickly dispel my fears.
But I might die before I purify
All my negativites;
O Please protect me so that I
May surely and swiftly be freed from them.
Since the untrustworthy Lord of Death
Will not wait while I purify my evils,
Regardless of whether I am sick or not,
This momentary life is unreliable.
I shall have to leave everythign and depart alone
But, through failing to understand this,
I have committed many kinds of evil action
With respect to my friends and others.
And yet my friends will become nothing
And other will also become nothing.
Even I shall become nothing;
Likewise, everything will become nothing.
Just like an experience in a dream,
Everything I now enjoy
Will become a mere recollection,
For what has passed cannot be seen again.
Even during this brief life,
Many friends and others have passed away;
But the unbearable results of the evil I have
committed for their sake
Still lie ahead of me.
Thus, through failing to realize
That I shall suddenly die,
I have committed many evils
Out of ignorance, attachment, and anger.
Remaining still neither day or night,
This life is continuously slipping away
And never increases in duration;
So why should death not come to one such as me?