October 8

(Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky. We can hear Beaver as he pulls the first twigs of honeysuckle onto the dam and the sound of the stream as it rushes among them to continue on it's way through the field and on past the spirit trees by our studio. We can see the glowing light of beings as they rest in the shadows at first faintly then glowing brightly as they move about among the newly fallen leaves. All around us the night sounds are filling the air amid the rustle of the loosestrife as the evening wind 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 8 * (Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky. We can hear Beaver as he pulls the first twigs of honeysuckle onto the dam and the sound of the stream as it rushes among them to continue on it's way through the field and on past the spirit trees by our studio. We can see the glowing light of beings as they rest in the shadows at first faintly then glowing brightly as they move about among the newly fallen leaves. All around us the night sounds are filling the air amid the rustle of the loosestrife as the evening wind 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