I Shake All the Prayer Wheels, Not for Deliverance, but to Touch Your Fingertips.

I shake all the prayer wheels, not for deliverance, but to touch your fingertips.

This was not written by Tsangyang Gyatso, but I think this phrase is most suitable to describe him. Recently, I wanted to reread this book. A friend who sells Pu'er tea on Taobao was very confused about whether to listen to his boss or a friend who had shown him kindness. I told him the story of Tsangyang Gyatso. He could choose, and the choice was not difficult, but Tsangyang Gyatso had no choice; his whole life was spent in this happiness and fear, even deep guilt, of 'obtaining the perfect method, not failing the Buddha, not failing you.'

I highly recommend reading Tsangyang Gyatso's poems and his story. I will end this rambling by altering a few lines of his poem.

"Read or Not Read"

You read, or you don't read

The book is there

Neither humble nor arrogant

...

Or

Let the book reside in your heart

Tranquil, cleansing the mind

Warm sunshine, how wonderful