September 16

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered with glowing clouds. It has just rained and the ground is wet beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it rushes over the tightly woven branches of Beaver's dam onto the rocks to swirl around the stones and plants of the island on its way past the spirit trees near our studio. We can hear the night sounds all about us and the song of birds as they fly among the branches. We can hear the gurgle of a hill seep and the rustle of loosestrife and fern that 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 September 16 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered with glowing clouds. It has just rained and the ground is wet beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it rushes over the tightly woven branches of Beaver's dam onto the rocks to swirl around the stones and plants of the island on its way past the spirit trees near our studio. We can hear the night sounds all about us and the song of birds as they fly among the branches. We can hear the gurgle of a hill seep and the rustle of loosestrife and fern that 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.