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THE HUNDRED THOUSAND SONGS OF MlLAREPA
Through cultivation of awareness in Sam~1dhi,
You know well the minds and the capacities,
The lineages, and Dharma-relationships of all men.
Though you know them clearly without error,
You pretended ignorance, and asked about us.
We are Nu Yin, worldly demonesses,
Ahdsidharata is our family line.
We are ghosts who wander in graveyards,
Worldly Oakinis,R who magic make.
Many powers and accomplishments
Can we bestow and grant.
This morning in the house of Heaven,
We opened the cloud gate,
Rode the sun's rays, and came.
This evening we are bound for India
To attend the sacramental feast
In Cool Carden Cemetery.
On the right side of this valley,
Fashioned like a triangle,
Stands a high snow mountain.
On the summit of the central peak we dwell.
The crowning ornament of our house
Is a crystal-like ice-mirror
Reflecting rays of sun and moon.
Half way up the mountain
Lies a vase-shaped lake;
The hovering clouds above it roof
Our house, below lies the base,
Forever wreathed in fog.
This is Blue Queen Snow Mountain,
The famous place, our home.
First we saw you in the summer
When we came to harm and to insult you.
But you harbored neither anger nor resentment.
In return, you bestowed on us the rain of Dharma.
Thus for our evil-doing we all repented.
Having tasted the nectar of your Dharma,
We felt yet more thirsty and yearned for more to
The supreme Being who gives refuge.
We pray you, the perfect man,
To let us quench our thirst and satisfy
Our yearnings at your nectar-stream.
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Milarepa then said, "Formerly, you were very malicious and resent-
ful. You have repeatedly threatened me in wrathful shapes, and tried to
harm and revile me. But I have fully realized that all manifestations are
plays of the mind, and that the Mind-Essence is illuminating yet void.
Therefore, I have never had the slightest fear or concern about delusory
hindrances caused by demons. Observing this, you should sincerely re-
pent of the damage and harm you have inflicted upon people and de-
voted yogis. \Vith deep remorse you should confess all your sinful deeds
and should not commit any more, or harm other beings. You must first
take an oath on this. If you do so, I can then admit you and grant you
the prayer of Taking-the-Three-Refuges, and initiate you into the Rais-
ing of Bodhi-Mind. Otherwise, if you have not made yourselves hand-
maidens of the profound Teachings and of the Supreme Precepts, it will
be like 'throwing a yak cow into the abyss,' or like 'dragging the nose of
a corpse to the place of lament.' Now, pay the strictest attention and
listen to the song of this old man":
On this auspicious evening when midnight is
drawing nigh,
A silvery light gleams brightly in the East
Chasing the darkness back across the sky.
Is that not the lucid, crystal-pure moonlight?
Riding on the glittering rays- your horses,
You five maidens came
Clad in shrouds of light.
Are you not the five earth-bound :Oakinis?
Near the bank of Lodahan River
Is a delightful and quiet cell,
Where lives a mad ascetic
Who knows not disgrace and shame.
Naked, he knows not bashfulness
And feels nor heat nor cold.
Absorbed in the mind-transcending Essence,
Undistracted for even a single mome