Pervasive Triumph -- A Rainy Night
作者:krmzz    发布时间:2011/6/16      点击率:12395

  The Tibet Plateau is as beautiful and fascinating as a noble lady in late autumn. Some of the tallest snowy mountains on the earth prop up the clear blue sky. The forests have turned red and yellow after frost, woven a colorful skirt for the mountains. Mirrored in the streams flowing at their feet, the mountains make the water mysterious and magnificent. A wisp of breeze sweeps the last leaves off the branches. The leaves then swirl and fly in the wind.

  It was about dusk in an autumn evening when Phurba Tashi Rinpoche walked in a street in Ganzi County in Eastern Tibet. He was in a ragged maroon robe. The street was narrow but clean, lined up by some scattered low houses. He had begged for food on that long trip. He had also donated all his change clothes to some old beggars who were almost naked. He had nothing left, but just nothing to worry about.

  The sun looked larger and fiery-red above the west horizon. Rinpoche’s solitary shadow was lengthened on the road surface. Apparently he could not arrive at Yarchen Monastery on the same night. He planned to stop over the town rather than sleep in the open. While he was looking for a place for shelter, he saw a beggar crouching at the roadside. The beggar’s grey-blue cotton-padded jacket was patchy, smudgy and worn-out. The batting could be seen. He lay on a dirty cushion and covered himself under a felt. Having not cleaned himself for a long time, he had smelt rancid. Nowhere to hide in the rain, Rinpoche walked to the beggar, crouched beside him to get under a corner of the felt.

  Just at this moment, there came a group of young men, laughing, screaming, flourishing and rampaging in the street. They were young and vigorous but fainéant. On sight of Rinpoche and that beggar, they were aroused to siege them and started slanging them blanket-blank only because they looked so poor.

  Rinpoche sat up royally and quietly beside the beggar. His eyes looked downward. His face looked peaceful. He had got used to such unreasoned abuse during his mendicancy. But looking at the beggar crouching along the roadside, hungry, almost naked, homeless, bullied but helpless, and those young fainéant buckos without any belief in karma, Rinpoche just raised pervasive compassion on all of them. He prayed again in his heart “May all beings that see me, hear of me, think of me or touch me, and that I see, hear of, think of and touch, take refuge to the Triple Gems, go on the right path to liberation and obtain enlightenment as soon as possible.” Perhaps Rinpoche’s compassion worked, or maybe those loafers were bored, finally they left.
After they had gone far, Rinpoche looked down at the beggar and told him in a soft voice: “It is all over now. Have a good sleep. Everything will be all right.” Hearing such soft and pacifying words, seeing Rinpoche’s hearty smile and caring eyesight, the beggar’s eyes brimmed over with tears. His long numbed heart was fulfilled with happiness like snow thawed in warm spring breeze. Smile came back onto his face. For a beggar who had been used to supercilious looks and bullying from others, a caring sentence might help him get some relief from pain. A smile might help him forget the troubles and feel some warmth. If every one of us carries such an unbiased love and compassion in our mind, this very world where we live now will become a pure land.

  The weather changes drastically in late autumn in Tibet. It could be sunny in the day but might turn very cold at night. The rain became heavier and heavier. The rustle of rain dropping on the dry leaves made it even quieter and bleaker. The beggar had a felt to cover himself. But Rinpoche had nothing to ward off the rain. Not a while he had got wet to skin. He looked around and found a detached courtyard at the other end of the street. There was a small foyer on top of the gate which was hardly enough to shelter one person. He rushed to it and sat against the gate under the foyer. The wet cassock stuck to his skin. The cold had penetrated his slim body.
While he almost fell asleep, the gate opened from inside and a shadow of a big guy came out. That was the owner getting up for a night piss. Seeing a young monk crouching at the gate, the owner began to swear at him without any mercy: “Get out you dirty beggar!” Then he kicked Rinpoche in the ribs. Rinpoche fell down in the muddy street, too anguished to stand up for a long while.

  His body was shuddering due to the pain. However, as a practitioner of Great Perfection, his mind practicing was not stopped by the pain in body. At that moment he was proud and sad. He was proud because he had chosen the undertaking to benefit all sentient beings. No matter how difficult and dangerous it would be, he was certain that he would reach the other shore of ultimate liberation eventually. But he was also sad for those unwise people who were just wasting their rare human birth on committing more sins. These people would surely pay a huge price for what they had done by the law of karma.

  Human rebirth is too rare. Any existence is impermanent. The very nature of Samsara is endless suffering. The law of karma (cause and result) prevails. If these four basic truths in Buddha dharma could be made popular to all the people in the world, the people would be led to liberation even if a single moment of favor or faith in these truths arose in their mind.
Rinpoche reflected on this until the owner closed the door and went back into his bedroom. Rinpoche rose to himself quietly from the muddy water and sat down again under the foyer. He recited the prayers in his heart, invoking blessing from Buddha and bodhisattvas. He confessed his karma and dedicated all merits to all sentient beings.

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[Post Script]

  Rinpoche always says “The purpose of every religion in the world is to help other people. But people have different cultural background. They need to be guided with different methods. Christianism and Catholicism also teach people to take care of and love each other. A faithful Christian or Catholics will lead a happy life if she/he follows such teaching. As a Buddhist, we should of course help other people out of love and compassion. And this love is not a narrow relative one. It should rather be broad and equal. Only with such a broad and unbiased love can we rescue all sentient beings from the ocean of Samsara.” Though not often going out, Rinpoche always takes some loose change with him every time he goes out preparing to donate to the beggars in street. He will went down and put the money in the bowl in front of a beggar and have a short chat with him smilingly. Rinpoche always says “We are offering donation rather than a bestowal from high above. What we are giving up is not a small amount of wealth. We are trying to abandon our desire for physical wealth, for our selves, and our attachment to Samsara. So the beggars are a good object for our mind practice. We should feel indebted to them.”


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