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Death is not extinguishing the light
It is simply putting out the lamp
Because the dawn has come.
– Tagore

Be without regret

Strive to accomplish the supreme unchanging goal. For life is passing, and there is no certainty about the time of death. Even if you should die tomorrow, you should have confidence and be without regret.

– Dudjom Rinpoche

from the book “Counsels from My Heart”
ISBN: 978-1570629228 –


Not Real

Dec 7, 2017

Nagarjuna-232There is no reality in a dream but nevertheless

we believe in the reality of the things seen in a dream.

After waking up, we recognize the falsity of the dream

and we smile at ourselves.

In the same way, persons deep in the sleep of the fetter

cling to the things that do not exist;

but when they have found the Path, at the moment of Enlightenment,

they understand that there is no reality, and laugh at themselves.


Moreover, by the power of sleep,

dreamers see something there where there is nothing.

In the same way, by the power of the sleep of ignorance,

a person believes in the existence of all kinds of things that do not exist:

‘me’ and ‘mine’, male and female, and so on.


In a dream, we enjoy ourselves

although there is nothing enjoyable there;

we are irritated, although there is nothing irritating there;

we are frightened, although there is nothing to be afraid of there.


In the same way, beings of the threefold world,

in the sleep of ignorance,

are irritated although there is nothing irritating,

enjoy themselves although there is nothing enjoyable,

and become frightened, although there is nothing frightening.

—Nagarjuna, Mahaprajñaparamitopadesa, Ch. XI

The deepest reason why we are afraid of death is because we do not know who we are

Source: Sogyal Rinpoche Quotes (Author of The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying)

“Perhaps the deepest reason why we are afraid of death is because we do not know who we are. We believe in a personal, unique, and separate identity — but if we dare to examine it, we find that this identity depends entirely on an endless collection of things to prop it up: our name, our “biography,” our partners, family, home, job, friends, credit cards… It is on their fragile and transient support that we rely for our security. So when they are all taken away, will we have any idea of who we really are?

Without our familiar props, we are faced with just ourselves, a person we do not know, an unnerving stranger with whom we have been living all the time but we never really wanted to meet. Isn’t that why we have tried to fill every moment of time with noise and activity, however boring or trivial, to ensure that we are never left in silence with this stranger on our own?”