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Through My Eyes
Friday February 6
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(Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. The freezing rain falls on the branches above; some filters through to fall pinging onto the ground beneath us. We can hear the stream as it courses through the field below. On the hill the hill seep gurgles through the heavy melting snow 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.
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