The Red Tara has power. She not only helps quickly and efficiently when there is existential need, but also ensnares people when they are too attached. And bang, they are captured by grace and their spirit is softened and they are gently led on a path that first involves giving up and letting go. Falling into the bottomless pit can mean this. Enduring fear. Radically. Then slowly rising again in clarity and a secure sense of living in the now.

Tantra is the salt in the Buddhist soup. Close to life. This network "endangers" our mental obstacles in an extremely flexible and non-fixing way. So the aim is to eliminate mental constriction and break down concepts. Using everything we encounter: strong feelings, everyday life, sexuality in all its facets, constricting powerlessness, trouble with parents, even a little wake-up call (Tilopa's sandal on Naropa's skull) and so on. Tantra is a whole life, not something split away or just nice and beautiful. By tantric Buddhism we mean Tibetan Buddhism. A tantra is also a "teaching", a text that deals with a deep subject, often in an unorthodox way. Tantra developed in India, where it was cross-fertilized, so to speak, by Hinduism and Buddhism, ground with a mortar and brought to the heights of the Tibetan mountains by a flying lion. Poetically sung, theoretically embedded and deeply systematized. And always one thing: practically comprehensible. 

The ideal interplay between body and mind is described in classical Buddhist terms in a rather drastic and somewhat politically incorrect way. According to this, the mind is a person with a severe physical disability but very good eyesight, while the body is the ridden, blind, somewhat wild horse. The mind leads the body, not the other way around. The mind usually wants to do yoga in the morning, but the body gets its way and presses the snooze button. The body wants alcohol, while the mind is a teetotaler. But the body should become a friend, so exercise and exercise again and again. Not put in the corner. And the book is no substitute for body care. A healthy mind in a healthy body, as it was called in the West. It's about an awakened body and an awakened mind. In tantric Buddhism, we can also start with the body if we don't forget the mind. The body brings the energy, the mind the clarity and the knowledge of impermanence and the lack of "empty intrinsic nature of composite phenomena". 

If fears make me cautious, then I don't speed into bends on black ice. But if fears make me freeze, that is less helpful. Either way, strong emotions are a means, not an obstacle on the path of Buddhist tantra. Look at the emotion instead of looking away. Courageously confront the supposedly destructive, even if it is trembling inside. Then breathe into it. Focusing means sending lung (Tibetan: wind is an unclear translation) to this unpleasant place. Perhaps also actively shine a bright light where the emotion is physically manifesting. Long-time practitioners pray that they will get strong problems, i.e. strong emotions, so that they can actively transform this unpleasant strength on the path to awakening. Where is the next anger?

Why do we have Buddha statues in the garden or bathroom in the West? This relaxed face of the Buddha is peaceful. A relaxed pose. (Well, but for whom isn't the sitting position bone-crushing?) But that's the right track. We have an endless longing for relaxation, for rest. Everyone and everything is stressed, so even a crucified person doesn't help as a symbol, does it? Perhaps we want to identify less with suffering than with a possible ideal future? All in all, we would rather have a simple and positive explanation than a complicated and negative one. So the smiling Buddha might fit more into today's inner concept of repression? If we allow Christ to have an effect on us with the strong symbolism of a Grünewald painting, theologically interpreted as the deepest compassion, then this was probably very vivid in the Middle Ages and was able to pick people up. But today we repress suffering and ride the wave of beauty and youthful freshness. 

The four noble truths are both simple and profoundly wise. There is dissatisfaction in the mind and body. There is a simple reason for this, namely identification with feelings, concepts and sensations. And there is good news, namely a way out of this self-produced unhappiness. This path is clearly defined and has (eight) concrete points. Very simple. So why do so few people take this path, or in other words, why should there only be a few thousand awakened people in our age and not a few million? Well, this simple message has a few stumbling blocks. First of all, we have to accept and understand that even supposedly positive feelings are suffering in themselves. Why? The positivity passes more quickly than we would like. Then we are unhappy and chase after short-term happiness again. And so on, an eternal cycle. Another stumbling block is our laziness with regard to this fourth and final noble truth. We need discipline - not exactly an uplifting term these days and it has nothing to do with being stubbornly uptight. First of all, if we use the system of Buddhist psychology, we need confidence that we can have this discipline. Do we really believe in this power within us? Then it's about consistency, being disciplined just once is not enough. And only after weeks and months of dedication and consistency can we fully fulfill these 8 aspects (such as deep understanding, ethically conscious action or relaxed meditation). Then we gain a loving routine and a clear view, and sooner or later we awaken.

Love is dangerous. I lose myself, the feelings slosh around. My inner center wavers, if it was ever there in the first place. Love becomes a straw for my helpless, needy self. If I fully embrace it, this love, I might suddenly love everyone and everything. Pink. Is that what I want? Where is my room for maneuver, my self-efficacy? Controlled by others, and then these hormones. In that case, I'd prefer to enter the waters of all-encompassing, unconditional love instead of going straight into inner immigration. But where is this unconditional love? In my Buddhist-nurtured concepts. Perhaps it is in me when I feel others? Pink after all, only more focused and conscious, perhaps. Classically speaking: when I feel the same longing in everyone, without differentiation. The longing for happiness, the longing for freedom from dissatisfaction.