the ax this attacing demon holds in his hand has some story …
once upon a time i went to a pure land, driven by some sort of adventurous state of mind, encouraged by lama tönsang and called fom my precious teacher lama ole rinpoche.
our bodys were tools – 12 hours working days were normal. heavy dirty work.
our minds were focused on dharma
and our speech was sometimes awful
i was just flowing in the pure land somehow …
at one point i was responsible for a pure place in the pure land called “toolbar”
word came that buddhas will visit this pure place … the first one in two days … uff
so i started tidiing up the toolbar and most of the stuff i wanted to do worked quite well. only one thing i had no time (at least i thought so to that time) to do was sharpen all the axes.
ok, then ole came in, smiled at me, looked around and nodded, and then with a broad grin walked to the case with the axes, put away the sharp ones i put on top , took from way down the least sharp ax, tested it with his thumb, smiled and sayd: “this could be sharper”.
two days later karmapa droped by …
thats a whole other story … but at one point he took the same ax – witch i recognized because i did some serious work with it – out of the box, looked at it, smiled and gave it to me.
the ax that turned kartica …