May 13

( Our sacred place after another quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still glowing from the Tenger's show. Beneath us the ground is cool and dry. We can hear the stream as it flows over the glistening branches of Beaver's dam in a great swirling rush among the rocks on its way through the field where the bergamot is just beginning to grow again on past the spirit trees near our studio. Down in the field we can hear the deer as they move among the multiflora still covered with tufts of grass from the spring flood. All about us we can hear the great chorus of night sounds and the birds singing among the branches swaying in the evening wind as it 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 13 * ( Our sacred place after another quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still glowing from the Tenger's show. Beneath us the ground is cool and dry. We can hear the stream as it flows over the glistening branches of Beaver's dam in a great swirling rush among the rocks on its way through the field where the bergamot is just beginning to grow again on past the spirit trees near our studio. Down in the field we can hear the deer as they move among the multiflora still covered with tufts of grass from the spring flood. All about us we can hear the great chorus of night sounds and the birds singing among the branches swaying in the evening wind as it 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.