December 31

( At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky listening to the rain falling on the branches above. We can hear the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam among the glistening branches upon a great cloud of bubbles rising up from the rocks below then swirling on through the banks of thawing earth on through the field past the spirit trees near our studio. In the winter darkness we can hear the rustle among the wet needles as a being seeks shelter for the night. From the hill below we can hear the gurgle of a hill seep and the stir as water droplets fall from rain soaked branches swaying 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 December 31 * ( At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky listening to the rain falling on the branches above. We can hear the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam among the glistening branches upon a great cloud of bubbles rising up from the rocks below then swirling on through the banks of thawing earth on through the field past the spirit trees near our studio. In the winter darkness we can hear the rustle among the wet needles as a being seeks shelter for the night. From the hill below we can hear the gurgle of a hill seep and the stir as water droplets fall from rain soaked branches swaying 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