Luna Bianca
Nebula Lazuli
Jadelike purity has left a secret of freedom
In the lower world:
Congeal the spirit in the lair of energy,
And you'll suddenly see
White snow flying in midsummer,
The sun blazing in the water at midnight.
Going along harmoniously,
You roam in the heavens
Then return to absorb
The virtues of the receptive.
White Tara
Mother of the East Oceans ~ Constort of the West Wind
Fragrant ~ Deep ~ Gentle ~ Swift
A I O A
If you can look back again and again into
the source of mind, whatever you are doing,
not sticking to any image of person or of
self at all, then this is "turning the light
around wherever you are." This is the
finest practice.
The Moon and the Morning Star, Venus
Once you know living midnight, there is definitely
also true midnight. Are they one or two, not true
not alive? It all requires you to see the real. Once you
see the real, everytying is true, everything is alive.
If your seeing is not real, what is living, what is true?
Deer Protectress - Artemis
Diana
Goddess of the Hunt
and Her Handmaiden
Deer Lady Doe
under the night sky
As for living midnight, when you see it at all times,
finally you reach true midnight; your mood is clear
and light, and living midnight gradually blooms
into ever-greater awareness.
At Sea
…the coming and going is traceless,
the floating and sinking is indiscernible.
The channels are stilled, energy stops:
this is true intercourse.
This is what is called
"the moon steeped in mirriad waters."
Gaia Lactica
Whenever you leak vital spirit, being stirred and
interacting with beings, that is all fire.
Whenever you gather back spirit's consciousness and quiet it down
to steep in the center, that is all water.
When the senses run outward, that is fire;
when the senses turn around inward,
that is water.
As long as the mind has not reached supreme quiet,
it cannot act. Action caused by momentum is
random action, not essential action.
Therefore it is said that action influenced
by things is human desire,
while action uninfluenced by things
is the action of Heaven.
Credit: Verses are mostly from Secret of the Golden Flower, translation by T. Cleary; and my own humble musings. The images are not created by me, but arranged with care and love as I would on the walls and altars of my home.