December 23

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still alight from the Tenger's glowing blazing show. We can hear the steady drip of the melting snow that is just beginning to freeze again and the ground is cold and wet beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush down onto the dark and glistening rocks on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. Down at the base of the hill we can hear the gurgle of a hill seep as it flows from the washed sand beneath the sensitive fern and loosestrife. We can hear the faint whisper of the willows and the rustle of the loosestrife stems as they 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 December 23 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still alight from the Tenger's glowing blazing show. We can hear the steady drip of the melting snow that is just beginning to freeze again and the ground is cold and wet beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush down onto the dark and glistening rocks on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. Down at the base of the hill we can hear the gurgle of a hill seep as it flows from the washed sand beneath the sensitive fern and loosestrife. We can hear the faint whisper of the willows and the rustle of the loosestrife stems as they 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.