July 16

(At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking at the evening sky still filled with clouds shifting and moving with the Tenger's power. The night sounds continue and we can hear the stream as it rushes through the field over Beaver's dam replenished by the week's rain . The raccoons are calling from the trees near the stream;the birds sing all about us 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 July 16 * (At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking at the evening sky still filled with clouds shifting and moving with the Tenger's power. The night sounds continue and we can hear the stream as it rushes through the field over Beaver's dam replenished by the week's rain . The raccoons are calling from the trees near the stream;the birds sing all about us 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. Through my eyes