A few days ago, I was sitting in front of the statues of Amida and various Buddhas that I keep in my room to remind me of the 17th Vow[1] and the protection they offer to people of shinjin (faith)[2], when I was overwhelmed with a strong sense of devotion and energy. Looking at each of their holly faces I said in a strong voice - I am the dog of Amida, I am the dog of the Buddhas.
First,
I visited Shosan[3]
Silviu, a Vajrayana practitioner, to whom I offered a statue of Ksitigarbha as
well as various gifts from Drolma Veronica in Bucharest. I saw him from the
distance, coming towards me, looking majestic with a white kata in his hands.
The time stopped and we bowed to each other as brothers in faith, the
culmination of many lifetimes of dedication to the Buddha Dharma. Then he
invited me to his place of work where I met some of his colleagues and we
performed a ceremony together – he did a Tibetan service and I chanted the
Nembutsu liturgy. We stayed a few hours together, talking about Dharma and he offered
me many useful presents like small statues and images of various Buddhas (Shakyamuni,
Tara, Padmasambhava), copies of sutras, etc. He actually gave me the whole
Tibetan canon in DVDs and as you know, the Larger Sutra and Smaller Sutra on
Amida Buddha is also part of it. I was in great need of such images and texts
to place them in the Stupa of all Buddhas that I am trying to build at Amidaji.
Meeting
Shosan was a great inspiration to me as I am particularly impressed by people
with devotion towards the Buddhas, who keep images of them and recite their
mantras and holy Names. I know that meditation is much emphasized nowadays in
the West, but for me Buddhism is more of a personal relation of faith and
devotion with Amida and all Buddhas, so I am not impressed by great meditators
but by devotional people who treat the Buddhas and Dharma with respect.
The
second pilgrimage was decided when I heard that Floppy Mahakala, the dog who
used to visit the Buddhist center near the stupa, died in a car accident. Very
strangely, I heard this sad news a few hours after I was inspired to call
myself the dog of the Buddhas.
my first encounter with Floppy Mahakala
Floppy
Mahakala greeted me warmly the first time I visited the stupa in Tranisu, as
you can see in the video above ☝ His black and white fur always reminded me of
the two forms of the Enlightened fierce Protector Mahakala – Black Mahakala and
White Mahakala. Once, when I chanted alone there, he suddenly jumped on my back
and hugged me, then he attended my recitations in silence.
When I heard that he left his illusory body, my grief transformed into the wish to make a pilgrimage to his grave on Valea Draganului. When I reached that place (the photo in the right 👉), I was sad to realize that there is actually no sign to where he might be buried except some pieces of his black and white fur spread on the ground. Perhaps that is near the accident site and because he was a big dog his body was buried in haste there. The thought of impermanence hit me so powerful, combined with the smell and devastation of the area. I recited the Nembutsu liturgy, made offerings to Amida in his name, prayed for him and placed a gift from Drolma Veronica made especially for this occasion. Then I suddenly saw him with my mind’s eye, bowed to him and we both enjoyed each other’s presence beyond the sad physical reality of the place. Unfortunately, I could not stay longer because it was already late and I needed to start the journey back. I will try to find a solution for his physical remains to be treated in a more dignified manner and will write about it at a later time.
Before reaching his resting place, I met two big dogs on a narrow alley. They stared at me for a while and then they silently moved aside to let me pass. I realized they were his friends and probably understood who I am and what I am going to do.
In
Garbau me and this nice guy (see previous photo ☝👈) recognized each other from the last year's
pilgrimage. I could not stop wondering on how many lifetimes we wandered
together in various states of existence as friends, brothers, father and
son.... Especially I could not stop thinking to him like to a lost father.
May the Light of Amida Buddha guide us both to His Pure Land.
May the Light of Amida Buddha guide us both to His Pure Land.
In
Izvorul Crisului I was welcomed again, by the nice
lady (photo 👉) who always offers me accommodation at her guest house Kalotaszeg
Vendeghaz and
a big bowl of soup with a jar of zacusca. Her meals are from the god realms, so
tasty and refreshing after the first 42 km walk.
During the pilgrimage, which I consider it a walking prayer, I repeated to Amida and all Buddhas that I offer to them my blood and every cell in my body with the aspirations that all beings, either humans or nonhumans, who come in contact with me, never be born again in the lower realms, all their obstacles be removed and attain birth in the Pure Land. This is why I stopped and talked with anybody who wanted to talk with me, accepted every offering of water and food, and welcomed any smile or greeting with bowing and respect.
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| meeting with Nepalese and Srilankan workers with whom I recited the Three Refuges |
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| me with the pie offered by the nice person who crossed the dangerous road for me |
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| In the upper right you can see a dog looking at the camera. He reminded me of Hayagriva, the fierce manifestation (in Vajrayana Buddhism) of Amitabha. |
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| When I entered the village of Secuieu many horses started to run freely and passed near me. I said Nembutsu many times at such a beautiful sight. |
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