November 26

(At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky now quiet from the Tenger's show. The ground is damp from the rain and we can feel the frost on the ground beneath us. Behind us we can hear the deer as they bound down toward the loosestrife at the base of the hill and the sound of the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam and on down past the spirit trees near our studio. A few birds fly among the branches to seek more shelter and we can feel the evening wind on our faces 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 November 26 * (At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky now quiet from the Tenger's show. The ground is damp from the rain and we can feel the frost on the ground beneath us. Behind us we can hear the deer as they bound down toward the loosestrife at the base of the hill and the sound of the stream as it rushes over Beaver's dam and on down past the spirit trees near our studio. A few birds fly among the branches to seek more shelter and we can feel the evening wind on our faces 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.