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Through My Eyes
Friday April 7
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( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered with a thick layer of glowing cloud. All around us we can the rain drops falling and the wondrous myriad of voices, the night sounds that fill the air with their welcome familiar song. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush down among the rocks and surround them with swiftly streaking foam to swirl around the rocks and plants of the island on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. Down in the field we can hear the deer as they leap amid the watersoaked tussocks of grass and splash through the gleaming pools. We can hear the swish of the willows and loosestrife as they sway 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.
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