In the midst of illness,
in despair of ever healing, comes a dream: walking through a dark tunnel,
a bright thing is glimpsed in the dirt. Picked up,
it turns out to be an
ivory Quan Yin,
crowned by a pearl.
Her blessing opens
new possibilities.
Life force flows into
the receptive hand,
while the other paints
the dream.




Healing Guan Yin


Deasophy | Kindreds | Old Goddess | Order

All Art Copyright 2000 Max Dashu