You never know what diamond you are going to find in your own backyard, just beneath the surface of your everyday mind. Some metal detectives got permission to scour our property for treasure, and they came up with some wheat pennies, a rusty toy truck and the Goddess Quan Yin, my Goddess of Compassion who has a thousand faces. Here she is on my blood jade a friend found buried behind a monastery at the edge of Tibet.
The Goddess, also known as Shakti, the creative energy of God (Shiva) in India has infinite faces, yet She is always the same powerful energy of unity and completion. She resides in the Heart, hence the blood jade, which as I look at it in this image (as if for the first time) I see her seated in the blood of life, its creation and death and sorrow of loss, and her head is in the clear sky of transcendence. In Her one is both clear sky and earth, above and below as One. And this is the joy of sorrow, which is compassion. One is the sorrow and the loss, and yet by surrendering to the suffering as. yourself, you transcend the suffering of separation. By accepting suffering of others as yourself, you transcend your own suffering caused by separation from the blood. In this way Compassion of the goddess is suffering/joy…joy/suffering. Not two but one.
I find this story particularly interesting because when I began writing for the Courier-Record Newspaper here in 1987 my activated Idea was from the book Diamonds your back yard. My stories I found here to be were like diamonds. But then I moved on to keep finding diamonds in my backyard with many difference facets.
And that is where our treasure lies: always in our very own backyard. Just beneath our assumptions of drought, devastation and emptiness like our hidden treasure. We cannot find them in the land of tomorrow, but only here beneath our feet, beneath the very ground we are walking on. God and the Goddess appear to you as you and the ground upon which. you walk. But when our eyes only look to the morrow, we are bound to live in sorrow.