October 15

(At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered in clouds. It's raining and the ground is wet beneath us. We can hear the rustle of rain dropping onto the glowing colored leaves beyond count on our sacred snow mountain and all about us. Down below us the stream rushes over Beaver's dam through the field on past the spirit trees by our studio. We can hear the gurgle of a seep below us on the hill and feel water on our faces as it falls from the branches moving 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 October 15 * (At our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered in clouds. It's raining and the ground is wet beneath us. We can hear the rustle of rain dropping onto the glowing colored leaves beyond count on our sacred snow mountain and all about us. Down below us the stream rushes over Beaver's dam through the field on past the spirit trees by our studio. We can hear the gurgle of a seep below us on the hill and feel water on our faces as it falls from the branches moving 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