Jaina Method Of Curing

SR No.: 034117
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Manju Jain
Publisher: International School for Jain Studies
Total Pages: 286
Language: English
Classification: Book_English
File Size: 39 MB

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44th Shloka for Removing Fear Of Storm In The Sea
1.0 Purpose
1.1 Keeping the Yantra near and remembering the Verse, Riddhi and mantra Syllables frequently reputation in royal court is attained and celebrity is increased. Its repeated spells removes the poison of snake. When water in a bronze vessel is made mystical through chants the effect of poison is cured.
2.0 Scope
2.1. Devotee, who has taken the support of the name of the God, which is just like medicine Nagamani, in front of him, even furious snake becomes silent and sober.
3.0 Method
3.1 After having bath, white dress is put on and the Yantra is established facing east and worshipped, the candle kindled and with moving flame adoration is performed. Afterwards, occupying the white seat facing north, the Riddhi and mantra syllables are chanted 12000 times with rosary of quartz crystal for evincing the mantra
4.0 Resources
Yantra, Mantra, Riddhi & Verse
Rosary of quartz crystal White Dress
Shloka - Repeat 9 times
Shloka:
Ambhonidhau Kshubhita-bhisha-nakrachkra
Pathina-pith-bhaya-dolvana-vädvädvägnau | Rangatta-ranga-shihara-sthitayānapătra
Strāsam wihāya bhavatah smaranād vrajanti
Meaning:
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O Lord! Your disciple is sailing his ship in the mid-sea. A great thunderstorm is raising gigantic waves. Horrifying creatures like crocodiles, sharks and whales are seen around the ship and moving about at their sweet will.
A frightening sea fire has also erupted from the bottom of the sea, to engulf the large quantum of sea waters.
It appears that the ship is about to wreck in the storm and sink your Bhakta is silent and serene. These calamities make no effect on him. He recites and remembers your name and reaches his destination without harm or hindrance.
God, I do not know as to when shall I have to be in such a vicious thunderstorm; but this ocean of sorrow and grief disturbs me now and again, bent upon to sink my ship of penance. Oh god, please protect me. Please take me safely through the Ocean of Births and Deaths to my ultimate destination, Moksha. I would sink myself in recitals rather than in the sea of sorrow and grief.