October 29

(Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky.The Tenger have been painting upon your mirror quite a bit today and are now beginning their rest leaving a few bits of glowing cloud. We can hear the beat of the wings of the Canada geese as they fly above us and their call through the vastness of the sky. Below we can hear the sound of the stream as it swirls among the brightly colored leaves near the top of Beaver's dam and rushes over it down through the field past our spirit trees by the studio. A few birds are flying here and there singing short songs as they fly among the branches and we can hear the leaves rustle on the trees of the hill and down by the stream as they stir in the evening wind. 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 29 * (Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky.The Tenger have been painting upon your mirror quite a bit today and are now beginning their rest leaving a few bits of glowing cloud. We can hear the beat of the wings of the Canada geese as they fly above us and their call through the vastness of the sky. Below we can hear the sound of the stream as it swirls among the brightly colored leaves near the top of Beaver's dam and rushes over it down through the field past our spirit trees by the studio. A few birds are flying here and there singing short songs as they fly among the branches and we can hear the leaves rustle on the trees of the hill and down by the stream as they stir in the evening wind. 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.