A rip in my heart led to the start of my true life, my past afflictions and theories a distant memory fading in the wind. This man, this being, taught me more about life in a single glance than I could learn alone in lifetimes. He was my rock, my guiding light. My teacher, my friend. My greatest wish? May all sentient beings meet a teacher such as he was to me.
I miss you everyday Rinpoche, thank you for all you gave me, wether I was aware of it or not.
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Nine years ago my teacher died. My world was shattered, and in an instant, reborn upon the strongest foundations.
Shamar Rinpoche - My Guiding Light
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