Session 3: Shamatha/Vipashyana followed by Protector's Chants

Protector's Chants

FOUR-ARMED MAHAKALA

HUM

From glorious Mount Malaya,

From the red field in the blood lake Koka,

From the charnel ground of Matram Rudra,

I invite the great protector.

Like a rain cloud adorned with lightning,

Please enter this place of practice.

SAMAYA JAH

The vajra mahakala

Is savage and terrifying.

Holding a hooked knife with your first right hand,

Holding a skull cup of blood with your first left hand,

Brandishing a sword with your second right hand,

Thrusting a khatvanga with your second left hand,

You, the warrior with a tiger skin round your waist,

Are surrounded by your retinue, with the Raven-Headed One among them.

In accordance with your vajra oath

Proclaimed before the great Trungpa, Kunga Namgyal,

At the hermitage of Dorje Khyung Dzong,

Protect the heart teachings of the Kagyu.

The evil beings with two tongues who pervert the dharma

And delight in disrupting the teachings~

Eat them as your food, O black protector.

By the fierceness of your compassionate wrath,

Instantly accomplish the karmas

Of pacifying, enriching, magnetizing, and destroying.

Lead the faithful holders of the Practice Lineage

To the state of Vajradhara.

OM MAHAKALAYA DEVA-RAKSHA SAMAYA HO BALIM TE KHAHI

VETALI

Vetali, Vetali, life, life! The devi with one face and four arms, riding on a donkey with a white blaze, approaches and accepts the offering.

            BHYO

                       Protector and friend of the yogin,

Guardian of the Practice Lineage,

You enjoy drinking the blood of ego.

Your sword cleaves the heads from the destroyers of the teachings.

Holding the mirror which reflects the three worlds,

Brandishing the phurba, you fulfill all actions,

You ride on a donkey with a white blaze.

As day dawns, you guard the meditator.

As night falls, you cut the aortas of the perverters of the teachings.

You send out a million emanations.

As our mother, sister, and maid,

Please look after us of the lineage of Marpa the Translator.

Accept this amrita, blood, and torma as token of samaya.

Fulfill the actions of the four karmas.

This was written by Chokyi Gyatso, the Eleventh Trungpa.

Translated by the Nalanda Translation Committee.

EKAJATI

                        BHYO

The suchness of penetrating, primordial insight

Arises as the all-pervading essence of everything.

You, the mother, the great consort Ekajati,

Creator of samsara and nirvana, please arise from space.

SAMAYA JAH

BHYO

Before the first kalpa

The great lord and his consort

United in mind without meeting.

On her forehead there arose an iron mole.

From that, Samantabhadri, protector of mantra,

Was born with one turquoise lock of hair.

Then the Lord of Secret

Appointed her the protector of the seventeen tantras.

In the castle of cosmic miracles

Dwells the mother Ekajati,

Surrounded by a retinue of a hundred thousand mamos.

Both peaceful and wrathful, she is quick to act.

She is the queen who rules the three worlds.

AH BHYO

You wear a white cloud as raiment.

In your right hand is the red heart of the transgressor of samaya.

From your left hand you emanate in all directions

A hundred iron wolves as aides.

The single eye of dharmakaya manifests on your forehead.

Your single fang pierces the heart of Mara.

Your single breast nurtures supreme practitioners as your children.

You are naked but for a tiger skin round your waist.

When the practitioner is tormented by sloth

Be an arrow of awareness.

When the practitioner has lost the way

Be a torch of meditation.

When the practitioner is confused by doubt

Sound the great trumpet of confidence.

When the practitioner is attacked by enemies

Be the wrathful, wild protector.

Protect the teachings of Buddha.

Cause the domain of the three jewels to prosper.

Nurture the three sanghas as your children.

Those who profess the tantras to all,

Those who display arrogance as dharma,

Those who have perverted views:

By the miracles of the wrathful mamo,

Fiercely seize their hearts with venomous anguish;

Kill them and lead them to dharmadhatu.

VAM

In the dharmakaya you are self-liberated luminosity.

In the sambhogakaya you are Vajrayogini.

In the nirmanakaya you are the mother of all.

To you, the energy of insight arising from space,

I make the outer, inner, and secret offerings.

From the simplicity of bliss and emptiness,

Into the suchness of the fourth abhisheka,

Lady of mantra, receive and lead us.

SAMAYA HOH

OM MAMA RULU RULU HUM BHYO HUM

MAHA-AMRITA-RAKTA-BALIM TE PUJA HOH

DHARMADHATU EVAM

This was written by Chokyi Gyatso, the Eleventh Trungpa.

               Translated by the Nalanda Translation Committee.

CONCLUDING REQUEST TO THE PROTECTORS

Assemblies of oceans of samaya-bound,

Accept this offering gift of torma.

May we yogins with our disciples

Obtain lordship, freedom from disease, long life,

Glory, fame, good fortune,

And all great and vast enjoyments.

Grant us the siddhis

Of the pacifying and enriching actions and so on.

Samaya holders, guard us.

Support us with all the siddhis.

May there be no untimely death, illness,

Dons, or obstructing spirits for us.

May we have no nightmares,

Ill omens, or bad dealings.

May the world enjoy peace, have good harvests,

Abundant grain, expansion of dharma,

And glorious auspiciousness.

Accomplish whatever mind desires.

Translated by the Nalanda Translation Committee.

This was written by Chokyi Gyatso, the Eleventh Trungpa.

Translated by the Nalanda Translation Committee.