“Apa Pant told me this story. One day our master Jamyang
Khyentse was watching a "Lama Dance" in front of the Palace Temple
in Gangtok, the capital of Sikkim, and he was chuckling at the
antics of the atsara, the clown who provides light relief between
dances. Apa Pant kept pestering him, asking him again and again how
to meditate, so this time when my master replied, it was in such a
way as to let him know that he was telling him once and for
all:
"Look, it's like this: When the
past thought has ceased, and the future thought has not yet risen,
isn't there a gap?"
"Yes," said Apa Pant.
"Well, prolong it: That is meditation."
Dedicated to the Suffering of Sentient beings in the Typhoon
Morakot
May they attain the bliss of joy in the Western Paradise
May all obstructions and obscuration be swiftly removed
Namo Amitabha