El que Todo lo Sabe ha dicho que todas las oraciones y toda la ascética, no importa por cuanto tiempo se practiquen, se cultivan en vano si el pensamiento permanece indolente o distraído.

Que se le tema a lo que produce dolor. Pero, ¿qué temor puede sentirse ante la vacuidad que aquieta todo dolor? Si se cree que el yo es algo, habrá temor aquí y allá. Si se reconoce que el yo no es nada, ¿quién va a tener miedo?.

El dolor tiene otra virtud y es que al desasosiego que lo acompaña le siguen la caída de la soberbia, la compasión hacia aquellos que vagan arrastrados por la vorágine del renacer.

Entiende que la fortuna no es sino infortunio interminable, por el desasosiego de adquirirla y guardarla y por la desolación que acompaña el perderla.

And now as long as space endures,As long as there are beings to be found,May I continue likewise to remainTo drive away the sorrows of the world.The pains and sorrows of all wandering beings—May they ripen wholly on myself.And may the virtuous company of BodhisattvasAlways bring about the happiness of beings.

When fear and suffering are disliked by me and others equally what is so special about me that I protect myself and not the other?

When happiness is liked by me and others equally, what is so special about me that I should strive after happiness only for myself?

9.Should bodhichitta come to birthIn those who suffer, chained in prisons of samsāra,In that instant they are called the children of the Blissful One,Revered by all the world, by gods and humankind.

All the joy the world containsHas come through wishing happiness for others.All the misery the world containsHas come through wanting pleasure for oneself. (8.129)

At the loss of praise and fame, my own mind appears to me just like a child who wails in distress when its sand castle is destroyed.