Lotus Corner

Zangdok Palri is in the form of a copper or ruby-colored giant mountain in the shape of a heart or a flower bud. It is situated in “the blue mirror-like magical ocean called Mu-le,” where the Indus river joins the ocean. It is part of Chamara sub-continent and is surrounded by many lands inhabited by rakshas.

Equal to the ‘Six Ornaments and Two Supreme Ones’ of our age In the depth of your compassion, learning, and realization, Longchenpa, through hidden practice as a yogin, in forest hermitages You perfected saṃsāra and nirvāṇa into dharmakāya reality,

OPENING THE DOOR TO NATURALLY PRESENT INNER CLARITY: A Very Brief Longchen Nyingthig Ngondro

OM AH HUNG! Fire arises from the letter RAM and consumes the tongue, which transforms into a three-spoked Vajra of red light in whose hollow center

Namo Lokeśvarāya! You see that all things are beyond coming and going, Yet still you strive solely for the sake of living beings— To you, my precious guru inseparable from Lord Avalokita, I offer perpetual homage, respectfully, with body, speech and mind.

Oṃ āḥ hūṃ! Dharmakāya Amitābha, saṃbhogakāya Avalokiteśvara, Nirmāṇakāya Padmasambhava—the wrathful Drakpo Tsal, We pray to you; with the force of your compassion Dissolve all obstacles, outer, inner and secret, into space!

emaho, tso ü gesar pemé dongpo la ku nga yeshe lhün gyi drubpé lha rangjung chenpo pema yabyum ni khandrö trinpung trik la solwa deb

OM I bow down to the illusory manifestation of the blissful Lord, The red goddess Kurukullā, Who unites the variegated display Of all worlds with bliss and emptiness.

HRIH/ Originally pure, genuine, coemergent, supremely blissful, the basic space of phenomena is free of limits and immaculate, the fundamentally unconditioned nature of intrinsic awareness.

Namo Guru Bhaishajaye. Homage to Orgyen, the Healing Guru, the transcendent and accomplished conqueror! Homage! I take refuge in Orgyen, the Healing Guru,

Your vajra body of innate wisdom, free from extremes, completely heals the primordial knots of pain. Kurukulla, may your laughter, the union of bliss and emptiness, repel the attacks of ignorance’s attachment to reality.