There are two images that came in a vision: the first one is called “Confusion”

In it, there is a tired woman, a maid, hunched on all fours scrubbing the floor her eyes are fixed on it. In a wide circumference of her body, muddy-colored hues cover its surface. Her hair is in ringlets from sweat. She has a resigned, hopeless look on her face as she moves the scrub brush in soapy circles. A sense of heaviness permeates.

Her body is entirely composed of stained glass though it is covered with soot and smudges; therefore, wherever she moves, so moves an appearance of murky colors on the floor. She is unaware that she is what she sees, nor does she recognize that pure white light radiates “behind” her, the floor’s color and its nature purely effect. She tries in vain to change what she sees from without.

There is a second image is called “Clarity”

The same woman, herself the same intricate stained glass composition – this time spotless – is lying arms and legs stretched out in a position of surrender and awe and effortlessness. The pure light is still behind her, but this time she is floating, face up – a look of peace and wonder and delight – toward a cloudless sky. The light refracts through her, like a rainbow, each color from the glass breathtakingly brilliant and intense, filling all space from horizon to horizon, diffuse and expanding infinitely. This time, she knows she is the pure light, as she beholds the sky.