The Pure Realm Of Tara
Yulokod - The Pure Realm of Tara Mandala
I came to a place where the entire country was verdant wherever I looked,
beautiful and vividly clear, a marvelous enviornment with many
extraordinary features. Pavilions of five-coloured rainbow light hovered
in the sky. Many kinds of flowers and lotuses grew everywhere. Here there
was no concept of summer or winter. The wish granting trees were in full
leaf, and from the words of Buddhadharma in the Sanskrit language, such as
Namo arya tare mam. Birds that were emanations of the Noble Lady-sparrows,
ducks, peacock, cranes, parrots, grouse, cuckoos, and swans, played
everywhere. The land was filled with wealth and prosperity gems.
Everywhere were pools of nectar endowed with eight fine qualities and
elegantly appointed bathhouses made of precious jewels.
All of the inhabitants were born miraculously from the hearts of lotuses.
In no future lifetimes would they hear unpleasant or discordant sound.
Those dwelling there were bodhisattvas who had attained high levels of
realization. This place surpassed the limits of imagination; its size
could not be measured. It contained thousands of immeasurable mansions
fashioned of the five precious substances.
of magical and marvelous appearance, having the power to liberate beings in
four ways. The very moment I entered it, I awoke from deep sleep of
ordinary rational consiousness and was free of the veils of ignorance. The
inner vision of my prisitine awareness expanded, and I experienced a surge
of love and compassion.
green, chanted the praises to the twenty-one forms of Tara in the Sanskrit
tongue. Occaisionally, they played small finger cymbals, golden hand drums,
and drums made of sandalwood, ebony, "serpents heart" wood, and four kinds
of heart wood, as well as cymbals, gongs and flutes. They frequently
punctuated their chant with music performed on this inconceivable variety
of instruments. Upon hearing them. I felt an unimaginable sense of
devotion; I made many offering praises with my mind.
saw that the five layered walls were made of conch shell, gold, coral,
emerald, and sapphire, all with friezes of ruby. The pillars and columns
were made of red pearl, the main roof beams of quartz crystal, and the
rafters were made of gems to illuminate the interior. Atop a cornice of
gold was a pediment of coral, supporting a bluish green vault of
tourquoise. Melodious music from chimes on the roof top resounded taking
away the suffering of those in the lower realms. The fragrant scent of
incense of the immeasurable attitudes wafted about. There were fine
displays of unimaginably lovely offerings.
petals and a moon disk seat, was the only refuge, the very embodiment of
compassion, the sublime mother of all the victorious ones of the three
times, the sister of the bodhisattvas, she whom both those in the human
world and those in the heavens worship with the crowns of their heads
touched to the soles of her feet. The goddess who born from the tears of
the Exalted One, the noble Tara herself.
turquoise fit by a thousand suns. Infinite rays of light shone from her
form, which was adorned with major and minor marks of perfection. Her body
was that of a youthful maiden sixteen years of age, clad in garments made
from the silk of the gods adorned with immeasurably valuable ornaments of
precious wish-fufilling gems. Her hair was shiny jet black, half of her
tresses bound up in a topknot and with ribbons of blue green silk that
fluttered in the breeze. With her left hand in the gesture symbolizing the
Three Jewels, she held the stem of a blue lotus, the petals of which
bloomed next to her ear. With her right hand she held the gesture of
granting refuge. She, Tara, Mother of all Buddha's sheltered all beings
from the limitless fears of this confused world of cyclic existence. She
held her two legs half-crossed in the posture of a feminine bodhisattva.
also many varied manifestations of Tara herself. All were distinctly
visible but without the aggregates of flesh and blood. They appeared as
illusory forms of pristine awareness, a magical display manifesting in
myriad of ways. I saw them in all their scintillating brilliance, like
stars and planets reflected in the vast ocean.
experienced for a time an unimaginable sense of cosmic order.
shelter of the blooming lotus of faith."
Delog Dawa Drolma
A revered Lama, Dakini, & Delog
From Tibet circa 1925
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