The Empty Throne

I wanted to know whether I could rely on devotion to my teacher alone, and not worry so much about all sentient beings. It occurred to me that I could just ask Rinpoche the question now, so I did, imagining him sitting in his throne on the stage. An intelligent blue energy floated above the seat. It was Rinpoche, and not just Rinpoche but all my teachers, and not just all my teachers but Manjusri.