In the dharma, deities are not worshipped as separate and external from the fabric that makes up everything, including all of us, the deities, all of time, and the entire universe. This conscious fabric of creation, the Ground of Being, is also known as the Perfection of Wisdom, the Mother of the Buddhas, Prajna Paramita. She is depicted as seated in lotus position, having 1 face and 4 arms, with two hands in a mudra, one hand holding the Heart Sutra, and one hand holding a dorje or a mala. Here is a praise I wrote for her when Albert and I were in Tibet in 2014:
Homage and praise to the glorious Queen of space and time, Prajnaparamita.
Homage and praise to she who gives birth to the universe anew each moment, who changes everything in the blink of an eye.
Homage and praise to she who is enlightened emptiness, transcending ordinary spatial habituations and giving rise to the heart-mind of wisdom.
Homage and praise to she who is self-generating, yet unbound by static form, ever dancing the mandala of being and becoming.
Homage and praise to she who rests in the void beyond objects and appearances, who is the very nature of nondual awareness.
Homage and praise to she who arises as pure magical sentience, to she who is magic itself, personified.
Homage and praise to she who takes the form of enlightened speech as Yeshe Tsogyal.
Homage and praise to she who takes the form of enlightened courage as Vajrayogini.
Homage and praise to she who takes the form of enlightened compassion as White Tara.
Homage and praise to she who takes the form of enlightened action as Green Tara.
Homage and praise to she who takes the spectral form as leader of the ancestors, Machig Labdron.
Homage and praise to she who whispers and thunders in the meditative heart of silence.
Homage and praise to she who is passion without lust, desire without clinging, expansive pleasure without ownership.
Homage and praise to she who melts the cold heart of self-centeredness, who warms the heart of the sincere practitioner with her boundless love.
Homage and praise to she who takes as much as she gives, and to whom we give willingly.
Homage and praise to she who is equanimity, experiencing the fullness of emotion calmly.
Homage and praise to she who moves mountains and carves valleys, who plants stars in the darkness and reaps the light of the sun and the moon.
Homage and praise to she who is as vast as the heavens, who is tiny enough to fit in your heart, who is everywhere and no where.
Homage and praise to the numinous, the ineffable, the transcendent, the immanent, the immediate ultimate Dakini, Mother of the Buddhas, enlightened and radiant one, Prajnaparamita.
After twelve years of chasing myself around the rhetorical mulberry bush, feeling the pull to choose between Tantric Tibetan Buddhism, Siberian shamanism, science, and Goddess-centric Paganism, I gave up trying to pack myself into a box. I decided instead to just go ahead and live all of my practices, to step back from the unhelpful tendency to limit and then antagonize myself, and to stop worrying so much about if I am "getting it right." I focus on doing my work, as it arises, in whatever context appears to be most appropriate. That shift from "what should be" to "what is" opened a door to a new way of looking at my practices.
In short, what came about in the blending of these paths might be called dharma pagan.
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