Through My Eyes                                              



Friday June 2

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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 again covered in a thick layer of rainfilled glowing cloud.  It has just rained and the ground is wet and cool beneath us.  All around us we can hear the nightsounds each ebbing and swelling to sustain the glorious chorus.  Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam  from it's gleaming pool to rush down onto the rocks surrounding them with silver and crystal forms that toss into brilliant white glowing foaming bubbles 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.  We can hear the deer as they bound among the water soaked grass tussocks and mounds of multiflora rose that are just beginning to bloom.  We can hear them rustle 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.