Kuan Yin ~ Goddess Of Mercy

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These women are smiling now but may the G-d's preserve anyone who tries to move Athabaskan Tar Sands Dilbit through their territory! As a decent honourable man I feel the need to warn Enbridge and the various governments that are pushing the Northern Gateway Pipeline proposal as well as the proposal to run Supertankers laden with Dilbit along the coast of British Columbia Canada. I need to warn them that they will not be allowed to run the Athabaskan Tar Sands black death through the lands these women know are theirs.   So here goes; The women of the villages are dead set against a pipeline or supertankers running the black death that is produced in the Athabaskan Tar Sands through their lands or waters. They will stop any corporation or government that attempts to lay one section of pipe or put in one piling for a pier where a supertanker could tie up and be loaded or emptied.  They will stop you without violence but they will stop you.  You have been warned.  It

The nation employs the wise one to travel, The sails begin to fill out, stretch and tauten -  And now with the wind breezing, the ship begins to move, And layer after layer of treasure is found waiting.

Heaven below zero, the earth freezing, water congealing So what is the point of being famous and well-known? It's best to wait and see beyond all of this -  Until the real time comes, and your eye can see clearly.

A simple forest bird becomes a great rock in autumn, Such good luck and blessing it goes beyond words ... It soars vast distances at all the sky's edges -  It goes beyond all bounds, beyond all you have known.

The first blossoms are freshly woven on silk ... Carried along by a horse there is happiness and fortune, It's never too late for people to speak well of you -  Make the grade, and become a teacher to us all.

The wise one's advice is: first of all, do nothing Take care not to try anything at all ... stay still -  Wait for someone to come who can guide the work for you: After times like this, the dying tree has flowered again.

The young and the old overcome the tough and the hard, Nurture happiness, and the Great Gates of Goodness will open -  And this is true - why? Because it brings the right reading , And then it is like slaking your thirst by drinking nectar.

For the first time, you meet someone on your level - In this game, it's so hard to know how to move ... Why? Because one false move and you blow it So think before you know what you are going to do. 

Heaven and earth suffuse all life in perfect harmony, Everything living looks to itself to develop and improve, All that is created has beauty and delight in it -  And sages and Godly people emanate it all ...

Grace comes from the Heavenly Court with all its faces, Honour follows with its blessings and there's no hitch -  You use it, and everything goes well with you ... All life, you see (can you?) is caught up in heaven.

Beware of those charming silver-tongued devils, It's as if you'd welcomed a thief as your son -  Don't hide anything now, or you'll regret it ... A false act now could bring you years of pain.

As the sunset's red revolves, the moon's light is born, Yin breathes up - yang sighs, suffusing everything ... Like a woman thinking about finding a good man -  If she's careful with her heart, she will be blessed.

The thought comes, drop by drop, from the edge of Heaven It pleads with you but it's message can't penetrate -  It's as if a dull stone could become a shimmering mirror, Be like a wise worker - and don't waste your skills.

Waiting for words to come from the moonlit sky ... Suddenly, dark clouds drift across like chilling smoke But don't let your heart be darkened like them -  The moment always passes and gladness will return.

Don't wander with your head up at the wrong time, It's not a good idea to light a candle in the wind -  Don't try to do things here - get yourself away, Live like a hermit on retreat, live in peace.

For the moment there's trouble, but don't be distressed, Please know that the riches of the earth await you ... A clever monkey wants freedom, even from a golden chain, He's longing to find his way back to his mountain cave.

With love, let a new breeze blow through your house -  The Way is cleared by  Te , Virtue, as it always was ... So clear your path of the harsh growths that separate you, When all Three can be in harmony, you'll know what's to come.

In everything you do, live for the truth -  Your words should be clear and your actions substantial, Don't have ideas in your heart that are not discernible, Stand at the center like the bright rays pouring from the sun.

Don't you understand that everything here  is what matters? To find the jade, go beyond the boundaries of your skin -  You can't do better than to wait for the chun  to manifest, I tell you, this is the best thing - no question about it.

The journey goes on far, far into the unknown -  And you can't know whether there's jade in the heart of the rock One day a man will chisel it free into the daylight ... So be calm; you know, it has been there since the beginning of time.

A wise one's way of life is relaxed and spacious, Pause here and breath; take time to drink your tea, It's pointless wearing yourself out with what you're doing -  You can be certain then that no dis-ease will be drawn to you.

My advice to you is please don't be over-ambitious, The white crane must beware the secret arrow in the mist Pulling at firewood, you can uncover a hissing snake -  And one bite from it could bring complete disaster.

The precious sword is drawn out, and it gleams ... It is untouched by dust and burnished, like gold -  Now the wise one goes forward to see what can be done, And to have nobility like this is to be envied by everyone.

On the eastern edge, the moon rises, so full of grace And though it is hidden, out of site, it still is  ... It can be either full or waning, but it goes on its way: Loudmouths will always curse, and their words are nothing.

You structure, you plan it, you think it out to the detail But it's all held back and you can't go forward -  When you really need it, and the time's right, a wise one comes: Then the walls of your house will be fit for you to dwell in.

Wild rumours run up and down among your colleagues, From the blue edge of the horizon, guidance comes -  And what it seems to promise is you shall be honoured But it doesn't stop you from tripping over the ground!

Beyond the broken ground, go on to finish all that's to be done Act on your intentions and nothing will be wrong -  A broad heart can encompass every imaginable thing, And things like this, seen from over you, bring real blessing.

No reason: then a row makes your home no place to be, Ah, we are like fading blossom drifting on an endless sea Ask anyone if grace stays with those who are misaligned -  All that's left is a heap of problems in all you're doing.

You try to climb the healing tree to the Palace of the Moon, But sadly the gate of Heaven is not open - even for you, But the fact that you tried will travel far and wide ... And everyone will smile and enjoy the flowers in their gardens.

When drought comes on the rice crop, it all withers and dies: Thank Heaven then that a rainstorm bursts, soaking it -  Flowers, fruit, trees and grass are all fed to their roots, And the beginning of knowing is that rain is worth everything. 

The Ultimate and Heaven together make the yin-yang way, And the melding of man and woman is joyously the same -  So the dragon shall coil and twist with the snake ... And together they shall come into the same dreaming Garden.

I am engaged in a quest. Many a time in my life I have in one way or another wandered through this universe with no idea of just what I was looking for, where I was going, or when I would arrive. This time is no different. My wife was at a conference where she met some fascinating women who had understandings she had not come upon. One of them allowed her to borrow a book: 'Kuan Yin Myths And Prophecies Of The Chinese Goddess Of Compassion, written by Martin Palmer and Jay Ramsay with Man-Ho Kwok'. Fabulous read and thought provoking. In some of Kuan Yin's poems she mentions a 'Dragon Gate.' Apparently I have a need to understand the mythology of Dragons in Mahayana Buddhism. Please understand that I do not see this as an odious task. But it is a task that I will need some help with. I am hoping some of you that read this will be able to help me. Can you suggest some online resources? I am not near a decent library. Nor can I afford books.  

When the teeming rain stops, the clear sky is a joy -  Jade hare moon and gold bird sun slowly, slowly brighten The tangled times are gone, the joy-time is to come - And with just one leap you can clear the Dragon Gate again. 

The ferryboat is flung through the white gorge waters, The wind and the waves surge and crash - but oh why? You can't find a calm centeredness in this mess -  So wait until the groundswell ebbs and dies away...

Golden crow-sun sets and sinks, as white rabbit-moon rises Day and night have circled each other since time immemorial, And since you know this, follow the Way as it helps everyone -  Scholar or workman, shop girl and businessman all benefit.

Don't give your ears to intrigue and scandal Spend your time chanting to the Buddha of Release... If you give credence to these silliness's You are like a man trying to feed off pictures of cake!

This is not the moment for a long face or frown, Throw your fears out of your mind and let the joy in -  It's like finding a piece of jade in the middle of a dungheap: The workman stands and wipes the dirt off it in wonder.

Thirsty and footsore, as you walk in the heat of the day Sudden disasters come out of the sky, out of nowhere -  Like a bird whose nest has plummeted out of a tree To find yourself in peace, go deep into the wilderness.

Like the beautiful undying crane that breaks free You can slip the bars of your cage and journey on through -  North, South, East and West nothing is obstructing you -  The chun, * the wise one, can rise to the highest Ninth Heaven. * chun  = wise one, person

You were born into a privileged and notorious family,  Your destiny offers you everything in ease and comfort The Emperor will present you with a silken gold sash, And your charisma will be as boundless as the four seas.

The line between exalted and debased is very thin -  Reach out and talk to the man who lives near the mountain gate, He says: the messenger  himself  will be met with good news... What your heart centers wholly on will open the door.

No success in the market place lasts for long, And even among family there are always ructions... With luck, the arrow grounds the vanishing liquid deer And the wisest person around is found to guide the way.

There's a treasury full of jade and jewels: it is in you Don't go searching far from home for it - it's here, Or you're like the man with a lantern looking for light, And can't you see what a total waste of time that  is?

A true man doesn't allow emotions to distract him, Let this understanding guide and open your right mind: Then your heart can be filled with light, pure and sublime, Like the full moon shining in a cloudless night sky...

In the forest, the pines and cypresses grow straight up And neither rain nor wind, snow or frost can harm them - One day to come you will see what it all was for... And these will be the pillars of the temple of community

The restless, surging waves bring troubles in your way - The streams are clogged with soil and clay from the mountain, And the one who tries to function beyond the Great Wall Has not yet come home to himself at all.

Go and live in a copper mind underground with the birds! Be in harmony with yourself and all the other paths - Everyone goes their own way and tries the best they can, And no one can cover the whole of Heaven and Earth's expanse.  

Dig deep into the earth where the spring water gushes, Through sheer pain and labour, seek to win through - In a place like this, then, you come across a true friend... And seeing each other again ( it's you!  ) you both touch heaven

Way back, a mirror was shattered: now it can be healed again: She can leave her husband, and she can choose another - Setting up a new nest, they can make their lives complete, And it will breeze a new magic and ease to all their children.