giovedì 27 agosto 2015

In Ricordo di Dario

Oggi ho trovato il coraggio di leggere il numero di gennaio 2014 di Mandala, la rivista buddhista. E' il  numero in cui parlano di Dario.
Le parole sono di due amici di Dario, e Jacie Keleey è stata l'unica amica che ha scambiato per mesi con Dario email sulla sua pratica nell'ultimo periodo. Non ho avuto il coraggio di leggere questo obituary fino ad oggi. E sono profondamente grata a chi lo ha scritto. Per l'amore ed il rispetto che mostrano a Dario. Per la comprensione di quanto era speciale e unico.
Un grazie dal profondo del cuore a Jon Landaw e Jacie Keeley.

Dario Tesoroni, 61, died in Fagnano Olona, Italy, August 20, 2014, of liver disease
Edited by Jon Landaw from material gathered by Jacie Keeley

The widely beloved Italian Dharma student, translator and former monk, Dario Teseroni, 

passed away after a long illness in the town of Fagnano Olona near Milan, on August 20, 2014. He is survived by Niki, his devoted wife of 20 years.
Dario was born in Milan on January 20, 1953. Although he experienced severe emotional deprivation from the time he was very young – his mother never accepted him as her child and his father died when Dario was only eight years old – Dario eventually managed to overcome these challenges. His ability to do so stemmed from the life-altering event that occurred when he was 20 years old, for it was then that he met the Dharma through his holy gurus: Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa Rinpoche.
Starting in the early 1970s, Dario spent many years at the newly established
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Istituto Lama Tzong Khapa in Pomaia. He would often say that those years at the Istituto – immersed in the Dharma and surrounded by the lamas, his friends and the beauties of Tuscany – were the best years of his life. Dario was a skillful translator from English to Italian, and in this capacity he often helped out at Centro Lama Tzong Khapa in Treviso, near Venice, translating for such highly- accomplished lamas as Serkong Tsenshab Rinpoche and Geshe Jampa Lodro, among others.
He also translated for a Tibetan doctor in Milan, and that is where he met his fu- ture wife, Niki. As Niki herself has written recently, “In 1994, I was very sick and Western medicine wasn’t proving effective for me, so I decided to see if the Tibetan doctor then staying in Milan could be of help. Dario was translating for the doctor and that was when I met him for the first time. So in one day I received a cure for my illness, met the Dharma, and found my true love. That was in January and by April we were together.”
Dario and Niki were to remain a devoted couple for 20 years and during that time worked on many projects together. They built from scratch a Dharma jewelry company that became very successful, with some of their creations appearing in many fashion magazines, including Vogue. And in 1998, when they learned that the Chinese government had given permission for the Gangchen Monastery in the Sakya district of Tibet to be rebuilt, they immediately arranged to sell their house in Tuscany to raise money for this project. On January 20 of the following year, on Dario’s 46th birthday, they went to Tibet to begin the reconstruction of this monastery.
In 2013 the couple returned to Italy after spending a year and a half in Colombia. On December 11 of that year he vomited a lot of blood and the
doctors discovered he had contracted the “silent” disease, hepatitis C, which had led to cirrhosis of the liver and then cancer. The doctors said there was nothing they could do for him, so Dario decided to try Tibetan medicine, which is often very effective in dealing with liver disease. At the very least there was the hope that this treatment might give Dario the time to accept his sickness and his death and transform them into the spiritual path. In a letter written June 11, 2014, Dario told a friend, “When I understood that the doctors were thinking I was a goner, I had quite a shock! Immediately meditation on death became quite real. It was quite good, because I had the time and leisure to make peace with my karma.”
Towards the end of his life, Dario’s body came to resemble that of a preta: he was nearly as emaciated as a skeleton, but his abdomen became enormously swollen. Despite the great pain he was in, he would often remark that what he was going through was purification. “Look at my body,” he told Niki. “This is preta karma, and I am offering it. I suffer, but I am able to keep my mind far from the pain.”
In his last months Dario also expressed great concern for his Dharma brothers and sisters. He felt that many of them, while still being Buddhist in name, no longer had faith that the Dharma could really bring about a fundamental and lasting change in their lives. But he knew from the experience he was having how effective sincere Dharma practice could be. Although he was suffering a lot and it was not easy to overcome such pain, he was successful in taming his mind. In this way he was able to defeat death, to make it part of the path. And so when he thought of those friends who seemed to have lost faith in the Dharma’s effectiveness, he became filled with the intense desire to help
them see how precious and powerful Dharma practice could actually be.
Towards the end, although he was in terrible pain, he found the strength to thank all the people who were taking care of him. As Niki wrote a few days after his passing, “Dario was using his last months as a deep Dharma practice. He was already a wonderful man, but at the end his mind was so light, kind, clear and compassionate that he was inspiring love in whoever met him, even in people who only spent a little time with him. And when he finally passed away, all the doctors and nurses of the hospital emergency unit gathered around him, crying. He had touched them so deeply that they repeatedly told me, ‘Thank you, to both of you.’”
The Dharma community on which Dario had relied throughout his adult life was there for him, at his passing. Lama Zopa Rinpoche had written a special mantra for him, and this was placed on his head and kept in front of his eyes. And during his last hours Niki recited his favorite prayer, the “Praise to the Twenty-one Taras.” Then, within 15 minutes of his passing, she was able to call a friend in India whose uncle was a respected lama from Lahaul. This great Vajrayogini practitioner immediately performed powa (transference of consciousness) for him.
Niki wrote the following about Dario, “He was not an easy person in the beginning, but he was charming, intelli- gent and good, and a Dharma guy. But in the last year he had become something different, something really special. He showed me how you can transform life and sickness and death into the path. He did not just tell me this; he showed it to me, and I could see the results with my own eyes.” 

1 commento:

  1. Un Bellissimo articolo che rende onore ad un Uomo non comune.