August 20

(At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky as raindrops fall here and there. The Tenger are creating a big thunderstorm and we can see the lighting flickering from beyond the hill. All around us the wondrous chorus of the night sounds fills the air and we can hear the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam on through the field toward the studio. We can hear the loosestrife rustling 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 August 20 * (At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky as raindrops fall here and there. The Tenger are creating a big thunderstorm and we can see the lighting flickering from beyond the hill. All around us the wondrous chorus of the night sounds fills the air and we can hear the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam on through the field toward the studio. We can hear the loosestrife rustling 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. Through my eyes