December 3

show. The ground is damp and cool beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam to descend in a white bubbly frothing torrent to flow on through the field past the spirit trees near our studio. The field is covered with pools of water here and there and we can hear the rustle of the grass and loosestrife as a being seeks shelter for the night. Above us we can hear the creak of the branches as they move back and forth 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 December 3 * (Our sacred place after a few tough days of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still glowing from the Tenger's show. The ground is damp and cool beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam to descend in a white bubbly frothing torrent to flow on through the field past the spirit trees near our studio. The field is covered with pools of water here and there and we can hear the rustle of the grass and loosestrife as a being seeks shelter for the night. Above us we can hear the creak of the branches as they move back and forth 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.