March 6

Through My Eyes

Sunday March 6

(We continue reading of Cosmiculture!)

" ' She has been told that a special mark on her body denotes her having been a member of the order of Divinensis among the Albigensians massacred by the church. She says she thought everyone saw 'the little people,' until her mother scolded her for dreaming. Ever since she was a little girl, she says, watching the raindrops in a puddle she could see the rain elementals, very small, just their outline, silvery and very graceful, misty figures with nothing on their heads like the green and brown ones in the pasture or the woods, different also, she explained, from the ones in the sunlight, or the leaves of trees, or in the fireplace,changing shape all the time, with bright colors, tiny little things that dance a lot. 'You can pick up their thoughts', she said, her Cherokee features distant but warm. ' People who can't see the little people think it's all a lot of bunkum.' "

( The shamanic sight! ) I promise to add more tomorrow...

*(please click here to read of the day with me! )

Through my eyes

* pictures courtesy of A luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.

writing courtesy of Peter Tompkins and Christopher Bird in their book Secrets of the Soil.

( Tahshi Deleh, gentle beautiful one! Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I began the day in our studio spinning for you then continued working on the printing block which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together is going quite well!

We're continuing the drawing of the design onto the block. After that I headed up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to continue our work there. We've almost completed the pruning. After that I rested by your Medlar tree before returning to our studio to work on our a land of Tibet. Two as one we've fixed a few more mistakes on the pages. I'll add our wildflowers then put this up a bit early so we can rest.

And so, as always we'll continue two as one on to tomorrow

my one gentle beautiful patient dream bright

long dark mane in sunlight

so for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo! )

( please see my spinning for you!) .


	Through My Eyes Sunday March 6 (We continue reading of Cosmiculture!) " ' She has been told that a special mark on her body denotes her having been a member of the order of Divinensis among the Albigensians massacred by the church. She says she thought everyone saw 'the little people,' until her mother scolded her for dreaming. Ever since she was a little girl, she says, watching the raindrops in a puddle she could see the rain elementals, very small, just their outline, silvery and very graceful, misty figures with nothing on their heads like the green and brown ones in the pasture or the woods, different also, she explained, from the ones in the sunlight, or the leaves of trees, or in the fireplace,changing shape all the time, with bright colors, tiny little things that dance a lot. 'You can pick up their thoughts', she said, her Cherokee features distant but warm. ' People who can't see the little people think it's all a lot of bunkum.' " ( The shamanic sight! ) I promise to add more tomorrow... (please click here to read of the day with me! ) Through my eyes pictures courtesy of A luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions. writing courtesy of Peter Tompkins and Christopher Bird in their book Secrets of the Soil. ( Tahshi Deleh, gentle beautiful one! Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I began the day in our studio spinning for you then continued working on the printing block which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together is going quite well! We're continuing the drawing of the design onto the block. After that I headed up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to continue our work there. We've almost completed the pruning. After that I rested by your Medlar tree before returning to our studio to work on our a land of Tibet. Two as one we've fixed a few more mistakes on the pages. I'll add our wildflowers then put this up a bit early so we can rest. And so, as always we'll continue two as one on to tomorrow my one gentle beautiful patient dream bright long dark mane in sunlight so for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo! ) ( please see my spinning for you!) .