Villa di Serio

Il percorso segue quello della manifestazione podistica "tra il fiume e la collina" di Villa di Serio, ma seguito camminando non correndo. Come dice il nome si tratta di un giro abbastanza vario che parte dal parco del fiume Serio ( prima parte pianeggiante sulla ciclopedonale del Serio) per poi salire sulle colline fino al monte Bastia attraversando il centro della cittadina

THE HUNDRED THOUSAND SONGS OF MILAREPA
If birth and death,
It is not Buddha.
These are the Six Inner Faults.
Denizens of Hell are bound by hate,
Hungry ghosts by misery,
And beasts by blindness.
Men by lust are bound,
By jealousy, Asuras,
And Devas in Heaven by pride.
These Six Fetters are the Obstacles to Liberation.
Great faith, reliance
On a wise and strict Guru,
Good discipline,
Solitude in a hermitage,
Determined, persevering
Practice, and meditation-
These are the Six \Vays that lead to Liberation.
The Original Inborn Wisdom18 is
The sphere of primordial [depth].
Without "exterior" or "interior" is the sphere
of Awareness;
Without brightness or darkness is the sphere
of Insight;
Omnipresent and all-embracing is the sphere
of Dharma;
Without mutation or transition is the sphere
of Tig Le;10
Without interruption is the sphere of Experience.20
These are the Six Unshakable Realms of Essence.
Bliss rises when the Vital Heat is fanned,
When air from the NaQis21 flows in the
Central Channel,
When the Bodhi-Mind22 flows from above,
When it is purified below,
When white and red meet in the middle,
And the joy of leakless body satiates one,
These are the Six Blissful Experiences of Yoga.
To please you, my sons and followers,
I sing this song of the Six Essences,

The Song of the Snow Ranges
Of my experiences last winter when meditating.
May all at this delightful meeting
Drink the heavenly nectar of my song.
May everyone be gay and full of joy.
May your pure wishes be fulfilled.
This is the silly song sung by this old man;
Do not belittle it, this gift of Dharma,
But with joyous hearts stride forward
On the Path of the Blessed Doctrine!
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Shindormo cried, "Jetsun! Most Precious One! You are like unto
the Buddhas of the past, present, and future. The opportunity to serve
yo)J and to learn from you is a rare privilege. Those who do not have
faith in you are indeed more foolish than the animals."
l\1ilarepa replied, "It may not be so very important for a person
to have faith in me. It does not matter much either way. But if you
have a precious human body and have been born at a time and place
in which the Buddhist religion prevails, it is very foolish indeed not
to practice the Dharma." Milarepa thus sang:
At the feet of the Translator Marpa, I
prostrate myself,
And sing to you, my faithful patrons.
How stupid it is to sin with recklessness
While the pure Dharma spreads all about you.
How foolish to spend your lifetime without meaning,
When a precious human body is so rare a gift.
How ridiculous to cling to prison-like
cities and remain there.
How laughable to fight and quarrel with your
wives and relatives,
Who do but visit you.
How senseless to cherish sweet and tender words
Which are but empty echoes in a dream.
How silly to disregard one's life by fighting foes
Who are but frail flowers.
How foolish it is when dying to torment
oneself with thoughts of family,
Which bind one to Maya's ~ mansion.
How stupid to stint on property and money,