May 28

( Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. The ground is still soaked from the days rain and the air is moist in our nostrils as we quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still glowing from the Tenger's show. The birds are singing among the trees and we can hear the deer as they walk through the pools in the field. The branches rustle as the evening wind begins. As always, it's just a bit chilly. Brr..let's rest here awhile sharing our week with each other and talk of our future plans together. But first, let's look in your mirror! You focus...)


	Through My Eyes Friday May 28 * ( Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. The ground is still soaked from the days rain and the air is moist in our nostrils as we quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still glowing from the Tenger's show. The birds are singing among the trees and we can hear the deer as they walk through the pools in the field. The branches rustle as the evening wind begins. As always, it's just a bit chilly. Brr..let's rest here awhile sharing our week with each other and talk of our future plans together. But first, let's look in your mirror! You focus...) * courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.