I recall in the days as a new initiate, I didn't practice well because my faith was fragile. Fortunately, Master did not forsake me. Under Her immaculate arrangement, I met a fellow sister who encouraged me to return to the path. One evening, I dreamt of Master, She was holding a piece of sacred cloth, standing there for a very long time without uttering a word. I understood it was my accumulated dirt that Master wanted me to wipe clean.
I am grateful that Master did not toss me out of the Quan Yin Method. In all these years, whenever I was lazy, encountered obstacles, or was having improper thoughts, the vision of Master holding the sacred cloth would always reappear vividly in my mind. Master! Your tear drops accompany me on my spiritual path. Thank You so much for always enlightening this ignorant fool, dissolving my stubborn ego with Your loving words of wisdom, and ridding me of the greed within. I have learned to broaden my mind to accommodate everything in the world. Under the persistent bathing of Your love and patience, I learned and matured in silence, and have borne fruit.
Early last year, on the eve of Your departure from Formosa You went on the stage to speak to the fellow practitioners. While walking, You said, "Your efforts have not been wasted." Master! Do You know how hard I struggled to hold back my emotions. How I longed to rush forward to embrace You. For Your never-ending love, I wanted to say, "Master! Your efforts will not be wasted!"