Aksobhya Puja

Worship

 

 

Homage to Akshobhya,

Vajra of what is,

Reflecting everything,

Signless you sit,

Radiating immense love and strength.

 

Homage to Akshobhya,

You see what is seen,

Hear what is heard,

Feel what is felt,

In the vastness of unimpeded space.

 

Homage to Akshobhya,

Dwelling calmly,

In the empty nature of everything,

Blissful, peaceful,

Completely without attachment.

 

Homage to Akshobhya,

Fearless one,

Dwelling on the dynamic edge of experience,

Dwelling in the heart of love.

 

Homage to Akshobhya,

Breaking through obstacles,

Playful and joyful Vajra holder,

Dancing in emptiness.

 

Homage to Akshobhya,

Steadiness, solidity, strength,

He touches earth,

He is rooted.

Perfect equanimity,

Unshakeable stability.

 

MANTRA AND OFFERINGS:

OM VAJRA AKSHOBHYA HUM

 

Invocation

 

Akshobhya,

Deep celestial blue,

Sitting at the pillar of Dawn,

Dwelling in the mystic east,

Where the sun’s light rises from the earth,

The Place of beginnings.

 

Akshobhya,

Sitting on the diamond throne,

The threshold between worlds,

The centre of the universe,

Where the heart is fully open,

Nothing held in,

Nothing excluded,

All is truth here.

 

Looking into Akshobhya’s eyes,

Complete authenticity,

All we are, mirrored clearly

In those calm eyes.

Doing nothing,

In the Stillness of reflection,

We meet Akshobhya.

 

Akshobhya,

Forms a mirage, a dream,

The moon reflected in water.

Looking inward to mind,

Everything appearing,

Yet without substance.

Appearances,

Evanescent as mist.

 

Akshobhya,

Holding the vajra,

Vajra being,

Empty nature,

Vajra being,

Dancing in freedom

Vajra being,

The playful and spontaneous.

 

Akshobhya,

The water that flows,

Stream of knowledge,

Rushing and refreshing.

 

Akshobhya,

Moving in our blood,

Our life,

Our vitality,

Flowing into the Ocean of Wisdom.

 

Akshobhya,

Vibrating,

Shimmering,

In Radiant Blueness.

The sky sings your name

In space.

Through emptiness,

A blue voice,

A colour of sound,

The electric pulse of touch.

 

Akshobhya,

With your consort Locana,

The clear seeing one.

She is light blue,

Holding the vajra to her heart.

She is serenity,

Her long black hair flowing down.

She is beautiful, and calm.

Wisdom goddess inseparable.

 

Akshobhya,

In your eyes,

Deep sapphire fires,

Stare into hers,

With boundless love.

 

Akshobhya,

Rising sun that dispels ignorance.

Touching earth,

The vajra strikes the earth.

The king has come,

The land is fruitful,

Earth made firm,

The gift received,

The way opened,

The goddess rises to Witness.

Here Fruition,

Here Completion,

Above,

And Below,

Everywhere.

 

 

In Akshobhya’s presence,

We enter the gates of truth,

We enter the Mandala of Awakening.

 

Completion

 

EMAHO!

In the clearness of mind,

Self cannot confirm itself,

And the unshakeable compassion Of Bodhicitta,

Bursts forth.

 

EMAHO!

The diamond lover,

Awakens, rouses, quickens,

Touches us to the core,

The seed is watered,

And surges forth into life.

The sap rises,

The fruit and flower come forth.

The knowledge in each heart rises,

Like the sun at dawn.

 

EMAHO!

Mirror-like wisdom,

Mind reflecting everything,

As it arises and passes.

Wisdom gone beyond,

No concept, no reference point,

No essence in any appearance,

The seed of Buddhahood is sown,

The mandala of appearances and enlightenment are one.

 

EMAHO!

To that one who knows, I pray,

To the one who always gives, I bow,

To the sun breaking my heart, I prostrate.

 

EMAHO!

Akshobhya!

Buddha!

You bring life,

You bring joy,

Mind and appearances merge,

Nothing to fear now,

Nothing to grasp here,

No denying or avoiding,

No desire to control a thing,

No ideas or thinking needed.

Touching earth,

The teacher’s words enter my heart,

The treasure is in my palm.

 

EMAHO!

Akshobhya!

Enlightenment

Dwelling in the diamond sphere

Unswayed by concepts or thoughts

The firm mind,

Resting in peace, complete in itself,

Hatred dissolves into the blue sky,

The angry voices,

Dissolve in the great expanse.

The wrathful deities dance,

The powerful energies play,

The spiritual warrior puts on the armour of patience,

And takes up the sword of wisdom,

The Yogi in the cremation ground laughs,

The Dakinis dance in the sphere of great bliss.

 

Author: Mahabodhi

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