Now when the bardo of dying dawns upon me,
I will abandon all grasping, yearning, and attachment,
Enter undistracted into clear awareness of the teaching,
And eject my consciousness into the space of unborn Rig-pa;
As I leave this compound body of flesh and blood
I will know it to be a transitory illusion.
— Padmasambhava, Root Verse of the Bardo of Dying