PUJA TO VAIROCHANA
Written by Ros Murphy, celebrated at Llangollen Sangha 19th May 2016
With crystal clear streams falling free and boundless
With blossom of cherry, and white wild rose
With windflowers lighting the dark of the woods
With white iris, and lilies of the valley
I pay honour to you, heart of the Mandala,
I envelop you in the scent of gardenia, lotus
And jasmine, carried on the wind,
That it may reach you at the heart of the Mandala,
I offer you the clear light of the morning sun
And the moon, illuminating the clouds of darkness,
The light that is held in all human hearts,
I offer you, Vairocana.
Vairocana, transformer of ignorance
Holder of the universe, sunlight on snow,
The clear ground of a thousand Buddhas,
I bow to you, the diamond in my heart.
You turn the Dharma in your hand.
Without it, I would be lost and falling
Into a dark and friendless void.
Vairocana, you inspire all Wisdom teachings
So that those who know you may illuminate others.
I bow to those who love your light
Om Vairocana hum
Going for Refuge
This very day, I go for my refuge
To the light of clear understanding,
To the light of openness towards others,
To the joy of knowing myself beloved
By you, Vairocana, the centre of my heart.
I take my refuge in the turning wheel of the Dharma
Which is security in the face of death.
Likewise, in the company of those who know your light,
I take my refuge.
Refuges and Precepts
Confession of Faults
Vairocana, I struggle in the dark of ignorance.
Not knowing, I place myself at the centre of the Mandala.
Not loving, I judge other people
With the same harsh law I judge myself.
Not thinking, I am careless, I am mindless,
I grasp at happiness from the insubstantial
The impermanent, that leads me to my suffering.
But still I grasp, and grasp again.
Vairocana, turn your loving eyes on me,
Envelop me with your clear gaze,
Illuminate my dark and folded heart,
Accept me as I am, and lead me to
The centre of the Mandala.
I have seen your light many times, Vairocana,
At the hour of my innumerable deaths,
And I have turned away, unable to bear your radiance.
This time, this time, Vairocana,
May I stay, and rejoice in the light.
Rejoicing in Merit
I rejoice with delight
In the kindness shown by all beings
Knowing that their actions benefit themselves
As well as innumerable others
Knowing that their actions turn the wheel of Truth,
The wheel of Wisdom, the Wheel of Clear Light.
I rejoice in the end of suffering
At the leaving behind of self and mine
At the leaving of darkness and calculation.
May I and all beings step out of the cave of unknowing
Into the radiance of pure light!
Entreaty and Supplication
I entreat you with folded hands, Vairocana,
Turn, turn the wheel of the Dharma
That I may know with all my heart
The truth that I have looked for so many times.
I am blind, seeking with anxious hands
I am dumb, unable to find the song
I am lame, unable to join the dance.
Vairocana, please help me change.
Let me be suffused with your white light
That melts away all bondage, dark, and suffering
That I may stand upright in your gaze
At the centre of the mandala.
Transference of Merit
May any merit that I have
Through any lightning flash that illuminates my experience
Go towards the end of suffering for all beings.
May I share everything that I have gained
From the kindness of others, and kindness towards myself,
With other beings, who live all around,
Above and below, seen and unseen.
May the circle of light expand immeasurably
Throughout the darkest regions of the universe!
May I turn each action, thought and word
To the service of all beings that have life.
May we reach together the clear light
Of the centre, of Vairocana.