Cool meditation experience and some insight and guidance once the damn monkey brain stops chattering
A guided meditation gave me a vision of a woman dressed as a soldier (ala Mulan) and the same woman in a beautiful hasho serving tea. The woman died peacefully amongst a rice field.
In this vision, too, I saw opening and closing flowers – roses and lotuses – and rainbows. The last vision to come to me was two words: Kuan Yin.
After, I researched this. I knew the name from my Goddess oracle card deck but nothing else. Kuan Yin is a goddess to some. A Buddha to others. She is the embodiment of compassion, a boddhisatva who foregoes Nirvana until all souls are liberated.
Kuan Yin’s associations are tea, rice, and lotuses. Her crystal is the rose quartz, which I had started carrying with me the day before. Om Mani Padme Hum is associated with her. This has been one of my favorite chants for months.
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