Dream of Eternity
June 3, 2010
I had gone to see Rinpoche with some other students. We had participated in a Guru Rinpoche (Padma Sambhava) empowerment. At the end of the ceremony, we all lined up and received a blessing.
That night, at home, I meditated. I could feel a ripening. Many images flashed before me. It was as if I was cycling through a series of impressions.
In my dream, stars wrapped around me. I looked at my body. My body itself was made of stars and galaxies. I whirled in this reality. As I whirled and rolled, thousands of stars and galaxies moved the motion of my star body.
I looked at my hand. Like grains of sand, galaxies and stars permeated and were the very skin of my body.
This poem expresses who I felt like in that dream:
I am the sun and the moon
The beginning and the end
All things do I contain;
All things are of me.
My body is the winds of time,
My mind perceives only eternity.
I turn and turn and turn,
a whirling blur of ecstatic sight.
Through the turning of this star body,
All worlds are created for your delight;
Do you see?
For your delight.