Through My Eyes                                              



Friday January 6

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( Our sacred place after another  tough week of patience.  We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still alight with glowing clouds from the Tenger's blazing show. The snow is a great frozen crystalline mantle of blazing white over the earth now and the ground is cold and hard beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush over the rocks that gleam beneath its surface with a thin film of ice then swirl within it's banks of dark frozen ground on its way through the field where the stems of the plants and grass press tight against the ground beneath the snow's weight on past the spirit trees near our studio. We can hear the rustle as a being seeks shelter for the night beneath the branches that 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.