November 7

(At our sacred place again. We quietly rest looking out at the glow of the evening sky. We can hear the sounds of beings rustling through the leaves as they ready for the coming night. The evening wind begins and 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 November 7 * (At our sacred place again. We quietly rest looking out at the glow of the evening sky. We can hear the sounds of beings rustling through the leaves as they ready for the coming night. The evening wind begins and 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