A Tradition of Hands. A Thread of Love.
Our Mission (con't)
These Songs were given as Medicine to and for the humans in relation to the Tao and its Reflection, the 10,000 Beings. These Songs come forward in Time now. They reach into the agonies of the modern mind and the crisis of Our World. We are each and all given to the task of Guardianship of this Life. This Tradition teaches us how to remember this task. We are, in this labor, restored to sanity, the joy of life.
Like an incubator, our school protects and accelerates the development of Healers. Physicians and Artists train together, that we are able to be called together, bear the Light together. We are then used together, as an orchestra, to bring forth the Music of Light upon Light*. Earth herself is calling. As we remember…we are taught.
…taught to be able-to stand present to the terrible price paid by all forms of life from the materialism of our modern age and the horrific abuses in our own histories.
…taught to be able-to respond with compassion, skill and the strength to restore integrity.
The ancient Masters were profound and subtle.
Their wisdom was unfathomable.
There is no way to describe it;
all we can describe is their appearance.
They were careful
as someone crossing an iced-over stream.
Alert as a warrior in enemy territory.
Courteous as a guest.
Fluid as melting ice.
Shapable as a block of wood.
Receptive as a valley.
Clear as a glass of water.
Do you have the patience to wait
till your mud settles and the water is clear?
Can you remain unmoving
till the right action arises by itself?
The Master doesn't seek fulfillment.
Not seeking, not expecting,
she is present, and can welcome all things.
Tao Te Ching transl. by Stephen Mitchell
Like an incubator, The Unseen Hand is built to assist in the bringing forth of new life, allowing for the scholarship, visioning and writing to bring this tradition forward.
We are a lineage of carvers, weavers, poets. We give our Hands. We hold needles that stitch, that open, that insert, that lift, that sever. As Above, So Below. Our Hands are crafted, to serve the Creator, the Tao, the Intelligence of Love that defies all word. From whence we come and to whence we return. Healers, Sculptors, Gardeners, Scribes. Hands to reveal the essence of Creation and mend the atrocities of error. True Spiritual Healing. We wash our hands, keep washing our hands. Wash them of all that we have done, for all that must be done. Keep washing our hands, with Light, in this Time of terrific darkness. Our hands are being written, and in the writing, are unwritten. We are given new hands. Lifelines, heartlines, songlines of the hand.
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*From the Q’uran: God is the Light of the heavens and earth. His Light is like this: there is a niche, and in it a lamp, the lamp inside a glass, a glass like a glittering star, fueled from a blessed olive tree from neither east nor west, whose oil almost gives light even when no fire touches it — light upon light — God guides whoever He will to his Light. Al-Nur (24:34-54)