| Justice & The Devil ~ Bohemian Gothic Tarot |
I drew the above heavy duty pair of cards several days ago. Both Majors they were unforgiving, cut me no slack and, sigh, were right on the mark, not to mention this is one of the creepier Devil depictions I've come across. The cards sat on my cotd altar and every time I passed them I could feel their harsh truth boring into my psyche with all the discomfort of cold, hard reality. I went about my day noticing how they reflected my actions in subtle and not so subtle ways. They followed me everywhere and I paid attention as best as I was able.
| Quan Yin |
But towards the end of the day I'd had enough lol and felt the need to seek refuge with another facet of Truth in the compassion-body of Kuan Yin. I felt like a child running towards her and flinging myself into her arms with relief. She responded unstintingly with a generosity that flowed over me in a healing fountain.
The Kuan Yin Oracle has been off and on my list for a while but recently I decided I needed some luminous energy to balance out all the shadow work decks and oracles I've been working with. Kuan Yin called out and I responded.
This deck by Alana Fairchild and artist Zeng Hao has its pros and cons. This is a far more sensual Kuan Yin than I'm used to interacting with but the luminous quality of the images and the strength of the meditations/visualizations outweighed the issues I have with the, at times, nubile presentation of Kuan Yin offered. And there is surely a place for the sensual mother in my inner-verse. We welcomed each other.
Before I set the cards out formally and worked intentionally with the deck I went about cleaning my Kuan Yin statue which was in need of some attention. This preliminary and very practical time with the Goddess felt like an earthy and fluid reacquainting. It's been a while, I thought, quite a long while if the dust was any indication. Eventually she felt sparkling enough, cleansed enough, purified enough...or was it the Kuan Yin within that felt that way? I was aware of my own inner compassionate and sensual mother as being much in need of polishing and attention, and the awareness that these two faces of the Divine are two rivers flowing towards the same Ocean.
| Kuan Yin Oracle |
How easy it is to drop into familiar patterns of pleasure and pain, loss and gain, fame and shame, praise and blame. I intuitvely feel the way through these is not by polarizing them but seeing them as different facets of a partial view, a limited perspective. Neither of them are particularly true or solid or static but it's very difficult to hold that kind of awareness in the moment that is flushed with emotion, with heat or ice, with anger or aversion.
Kuan Yin unfolded beautifully at the right moment to show me how this might be done skillfully, with grace, beauty and the kind of strength found in a surrender that yields.
| Drink from the Emerald Fountain ~ Kuan Yin Oracle |
Says the LWB, 'There is nothing to be gained from making life more difficult than it needs to be. When you allow yourself to be helped, great reserves of support become available to you. Your soul is strengthened and nourished by the loving heart of the Divine Mother. You are at a point on your path where you need support to rise up and break through. You are invited to drink from the Emerald Fountain, to accept the love pouring endlessly from the heart chakra of the Divine Mother as it would greatly benefit you even in ways that are not as yet part of your conscious awareness. May your spiritual thirst be sated and may you be supported and assisted by the Mother Divine.'
Silence. Pause. Breathing in. Breathing Out. Taking it in. Can I take it in? Pause. Silence...and more of the same for a while. We see her here in her four-armed manifestation, the male equivalent of which would be Chenrezig or Avalokiteshvara, a deity I have a long-standing relationship with. I often feel a resonance, a symbiosis occurring between Tara, Kuan Yin, Chenrezig, Jesus and Mother Mary as though they're all part of the same tribal body. And here that feels pronounced, as though all five of these bodhisattvas have converged in the river streaming towards me, or in this case in the Emerald Fountain flowing down the mountain of my awareness into the dry, parched, sere places that are in need of sacred waters. The ongoing question is not whether these Guides will respond to my call but whether I'm willing to allow the constancy of their message of love without conditions, without subject or object into the lotus-heart of my own awareness.
Before I go further I want to share something interesting that occurred with this process. I was cleaning Kuan Yin and sharing with my son the history of how this statue came into our lives. I mentioned that we used to be able to fill the flower stem at her shoulder with some water and it would drip down and form a droplet that would increase in size until eventually it released into the open dragon's mouth at her base and to repeat the process all over again. It's been many years since that worked and I assumed it wasn't functional anymore due to a build up of minerals from the water inside the tube that allowed the water to flow, despite many attempts to clean and fix it.
After I had drawn the card and arranged it on the altar to my liking my I suddenly noticed that a large droplet of water had formed...Astonishment...and the synchronicity with the water blessing of the card, the Emerald Fountain, was not lost on me. It felt as if some of those dammed up places within had been cleared simply by polishing off the Kuan Yin of my heart through my attention to cleansing her outer form. A kind of symbiotic, interdependent purification.
The LWB offers a Healing Meditation at the Emerald Fountain. Doesn't that sound lovely and restorative and nourishing? Images of misted bamboo groves full of lush greenery and ancient mossy rocks, silence, spaciousness and pure, mountain air came to mind and I offered myself to the loveliness of this inner atmosphere fully.
| Kuan Yin Oracle ~ Drink from the Emerald Fountain |
My Tarot cards were waiting for me upon my 'return' from the mountain. It's not like their teaching receded into nothingness, more that I could hold them, aka myself, in a more compassionate embrace, the light I shone on them softer and more forgiving.
I didn't come away with any answers, resolve or understanding but instead I came away with something that felt infinitely more valuable, the gift of presence, the experience of being with my shadow in a way that was spacious and replete with equanimity. As though Kuan Yin had her gentle palm on the small of my back supporting me, breathing me and reminding me that compassion, literally with passion, with engagement, with interest, is always the way through.
I shall tuck this experience away for the future to draw from when I need it. In the meantime I drew sustenance throughout the rest of the day from the simplicity of this brief retreat. Things unfolded with more peace, more acceptance, more light. The Shadow, of course, remains but with less stature, less defined edges, less identification. And as the day drew to a close and I shared with my husband some of my process I could feel the shift in my own perspective from one of contraction to one of expansion. Shadow energy was seen, heard then responded to with awareness, something I didn't think I was capable of at the beginning of the day. Much gratitude to Kuan Yin...