of doubt, that there is not, has never been, and could not ever

be, any separation: between student and master, between the

master's wisdom mind and the nature of the student's mind.

Dudjom Rinpoche, in his famous declaration of realization,


Since pure awareness of nowness is the real buddha,

In openness and contentment I found the Lama in my heart.

When we realize this unending natural mind is the very nature of

the Lama,

Then there is no need for attached, grasping, or weeping prayers

or artificial complaints,

By simply relaxing in this uncontrived, open, and natural state,

We obtain the blessing of aimless self-liberation of whatever arises. 1

When you have fully recognized that the nature of your

mind is the same as that of the master, from then on you and

the master can never be separate because the master is one

with the nature of your mind, always present, as it is.

Remember Lama Tseten, whom I had watched dying as a

child? When given the chance to have his master physically

present at his deathbed, he said: "With the master, there's no

such thing as distance."

When, like Lama Tseten, you have recognized that the master

and you are inseparable, an enormous gratitude and sense

of awe and homage is bom in you. Dudjom Rinpoche calls this

"the homage of the View." It is a devotion that springs spontaneously

from seeing the View of the nature of mind.

For me there were many other moments of introduction: in

the teachings and initiations, and later I received the introduction

from my other masters. After Jamyang Khyentse passed

away, Dudjom Rinpoche held me in his love and took care of

me, and I served as his translator for a number of years. This

opened another phase of my life.

Dudjom Rinpoche was one of Tibet's most famous masters

and mystics, and a renowned scholar and author. My master

Jamyang Khyentse always used to talk about how wonderful

a master Dudjom Rinpoche was, and how he was the living

representative of Padmasambhava in this age. Therefore I had

a profound respect for him, although I had no personal connection

with him or experience of his teaching. One day, after

my master had died, when I was in my early twenties, I paid

a courtesy call on Dudjom Rinpoche at his home in

Kalimpong, a hill-station in the Himalayas.

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