TANTRIC-QUEST-Encounter-with-Absolute-Love

I was still pursuing these thoughts when the light beganto fade. I sat down firmly at the foot of my tree and tried toelaborate a strategy for passing the second night. Breathe.Breathing seemed to me the best solution, and thankingthe trees, the forest spirits, the animals, the ascetics wholived there, perhaps.Later, before night had completely fallen, I practiced guruyoga, and, visualizing the line of transmission, I invokedthe great Kagyupa sages and realized that all of them hadbeen obliged to live in the forest and pass through theirfear. I implored their aid. In that instant, it seemed that mydevotion had never been so intense. I implored Devi's aidas well. When the night-blue body of Vajradhara, incarnatedas Kalou Rinpoche, installed itself in my heart, I believedI felt the influx of the lineage. My breathing foundits depth, warmth spread throughout my abdomen, and Irediscovered the profound sense of well-being I had knownthroughout the months of intense practice.When I ended my meditation, it was night. I visualizedTilopa, Naropa, Marpa, Milarepa, the dakinis, Nigouma,and Sukasidha, in the company of Devi, all in a circle aroundme like a protective halo.Everything would have gone well if, during the courseof the night, I hadn't heard some sort of frightening grunt.Panic reclaimed me, the masters of the line went off on anexpedition, Devi abandoned me, and I found myself aloneagain with my mind, which had now changed into a producerof horror films. Once the mind gets carried away,human, animal, and mythic monsters can spring up so easilyout of nowhere!That night, again, no one devoured me, and my devotion96