August 27

(Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky which the Tenger have covered with glowing clouds. All about us we can hear the night sounds and the faint sound as invisible beings shift in their perches among the branches. We can hear the sounds of Beaver as he adds more twigs to the dam and the stream as it flows through the field among the spires of grass that gently 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...)


	Through My Eyes Friday August 27 * (Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky which the Tenger have covered with glowing clouds. All about us we can hear the night sounds and the faint sound as invisible beings shift in their perches among the branches. We can hear the sounds of Beaver as he adds more twigs to the dam and the stream as it flows through the field among the spires of grass that gently 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. Through my eyes