Carenno

Monte Tesoro da Carenno, passando all' andata per Boccio e Forcella Alta e tornando da Colle di Sogno, si svolge prevalentemente su mulattiere e sentieri, panorami eccezionali nelle giornate limpide







Milarepa at Junpan Nanka Tsang
At my cave's edge [wild] beasts roam, roar,
and grunt;
In the sky vultures and eagles circle freely,
While from heaven drifts the drizzling rain.
Bees hum and buzz with their chanting;
Mares and foals gambol and gallop wildly;
The brook chatters past pebbles and rocks;
Through the trees monkeys leap and swing;
And larks carol in sweet song.
The timely sounds I hear are all my fellows.
The merits of this place are inconceivable-
I now relate them to you in this song.
Oh, good patrons,
Pray follow my Path and my example;
Abandon evil, and practice goo~ deeds.
Spontaneously from my heart
I give you this instruction.
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There was a Tantric yogi among the patrons who said to Milarepa,
"We would be deeply grateful if you would graciously give us the es-
sential instructions on the View, Meditation, and Action,3 as a greet-
ing or a gift of welcome."
Milarepa sang in reply:
The grace of my Guru enters my heart;
Pray help me to realize the truth of the Void!
In answer to my faithful patrons,
I sing to please the Deities and Buddhas:
Manifestation, the Void, and Non-differentiation,
These three are the quintessence of the View.
Illumination, Non-thought, and Non-distraction
Are the quintessence of the Meditation.
Non-clinging, Non-attachment, and complete
Indifference
Are the quintessence of the Action.
THE HUNDRED THOUSAND SONGS OF MILAREPA
No Hope, no Fear, and no Confusion
Are the quintessence of Accomplishment.
Non-attempt, Non-hiding, and Non-discrimination,
These three are the quintessence of the Precept.
Having heard l'vlilarepa's song, the patrons all returned home. A few
days later, many disciples came again to visit the Jetsun, asking after
his health and welfare, and giving their best wishes. Milarepa sang in
response:
I bow down at the feet of my Guru.
Deep in the forest by man untrod,
I, Milarepa, happily practice meditation.
With no attachment and no clinging,
Walking and tranquility are both pleasing.
Free from sickness and disorder, I willingly
sustain this body of illusion;
Never sleeping, I sit in the comfort of quietude.
Abiding in the Samadhi of Non-permanence,•
I taste enjoyment.
Continuance in Heat-Yoga without cold is
indeed felicitous.
With no cowardliness or dismay,
Joyfully I follow the Tantric practice;
With no effort I perfect the cultivation;
With no distraction whatsoever,
Remaining in solitude, I am truly happy.
These are the pleasures of the body.
Happy is the path of both Wisdom and Means! 5
Happy the Yoga of Arising and Perfecting;
the meditation of the Two-in-One.
Happy the Prajfiii; the awareness of no-
coming-and-going!
Happy the absence of talk; no friends and
no chatting!
These are the pleasures of words.