March 10

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still fringed with blazing clouds from the Tenger's show. Most of the snow has melted and the ground is cold and wet beneath us. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam gleaming with iridescent light from the glowing sky that turns into frothy glittering bubbles as it rushes among the rocks on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. Far up on the hill we can hear the scuffling sound as a being moves over the snow on it's way to shelter for the night. Above us the trees sway to and fro and we can hear the swish of the needles as the branches move 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 March 10 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still fringed with blazing clouds from the Tenger's show. Most of the snow has melted and the ground is cold and wet beneath us. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam gleaming with iridescent light from the glowing sky that turns into frothy glittering bubbles as it rushes among the rocks on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. Far up on the hill we can hear the scuffling sound as a being moves over the snow on it's way to shelter for the night. Above us the trees sway to and fro and we can hear the swish of the needles as the branches move 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.