Through My Eyes                                              



Friday  January 16

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(At our sacred place again! We've arrived while your mirror is still light!  As we quietly rest looking out at the quiet glowing sky we can hear the sound of the evening wind as it begins to comb the snow from the tufts of grass and gusts it in powdery clouds across the field. We can hear the trees around us creak as they bend back and forth. 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