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Through My Eyes
Friday January 27
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( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still alight from the Tenger's blazing show. The ground beneath us is covered with the week's snow and we can feel the cold wet crust beneath us. The birds are singing among the branches above us and we can hear them as they fly to and fro. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush down amid the rocks in a cascade of glittering foam over the plants and stones of the island on it's way through the field covered in brilliant white and dark glimmering pools on past the spirit trees near our studio. Not far away we can hear a trickle of water coming from amid the ice of a hill seep and the rustle of the branches 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.
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