July 1

( Our sacred place after another quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky where the Tenger have left a few clouds with glowing edges after the rain. The air is cool and moist in our nostrils and the ground is wet beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it rushes over the glistening tightly woven branches of Beaver's dam onto the rocks below in a cascade of glittering foam then swirls around the island on it's way through the field where the waist high grass stalks bend beneath the weight of their water soaked spires on its way past the spirit trees near our studio. The air is filled with with the glowing sparkle of uncountable beings as their lights blaze and fade in succession moving here and there from among grass tussocks to the heights above the trees to form a vast glittering tapestry. All about us we can hear the birds as they sing among the trees and the swish of water droplets as they fall to the grass from the branches that stir 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 1 * ( Our sacred place after another quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky where the Tenger have left a few clouds with glowing edges after the rain. The air is cool and moist in our nostrils and the ground is wet beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it rushes over the glistening tightly woven branches of Beaver's dam onto the rocks below in a cascade of glittering foam then swirls around the island on it's way through the field where the waist high grass stalks bend beneath the weight of their water soaked spires on its way past the spirit trees near our studio. The air is filled with with the glowing sparkle of uncountable beings as their lights blaze and fade in succession moving here and there from among grass tussocks to the heights above the trees to form a vast glittering tapestry. All about us we can hear the birds as they sing among the trees and the swish of water droplets as they fall to the grass from the branches that stir 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.