They are sitting on a hill and the teacher says, “Jump!” and Marpa jumps. Even the teacher thinks he will die. Many, many followers are there and they think that he is just mad, that they will not even find a piece of his bones.
They rush down, and Marpa is sitting there singing and dancing. The teacher asks, “What has happened?” It seems like a coincidence. The teacher thinks silently in his mind that it is just a coincidence: “Why? This is impossible! How did this happen? It is a coincidence, so I must try him in some other ways.” Then many ways are tried.
The teacher tells Marpa to go into a burning house. He goes, and he comes out without even being touched by the flames. He is ordered to jump into the ocean, and he jumps. There are many, many trials, and the teacher cannot say now that this is just a coincidence, so he asks Marpa, “What is your secret?”
“My secret?” says Marpa. “You told me faith is the key, so I took your word for it.”
The teacher says, “Now stop because I am afraid. Anything may happen.”
Marpa says, “Now anything can happen because I just took your word. Now if you yourself are wavering, I cannot take it. I thought faith was the key, but now it will not work. So please don’t order me again. Next time I will die, so don’t order me again.”
This is purity – childlike purity. In Tibet, Marpa is known as Marpa the Faithful – just childlike faith.
So the story is told that Marpa became the teacher of his own teacher, and his teacher bowed down and said, “Now give me the key of faith because I don’t have any. I was just talking, I have only heard that faith is the key so I was just talking. Now you give it to me.” So Marpa became the teacher of his own teacher.
The purity, the innocence, the noncalculating mind…. There is not a single moment of calculation and cunningness – not even to see how deep the abyss is. Not asking, “Am I to take it verbally, or is it just a metaphor, or are you just saying something in mystical language? Am I really to jump, or do you mean some inner jump?” With no calculation, no cunningness, he jumps. The teacher says, “Jump,” and he jumps; there is no gap between the two. A single moment’s gap, and there is calculation. A single moment’s gap, and you have calculated.
This purity opens you; you become an opening. That is the invocation.