November 25

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the clear and bright evening sky still aglow from the Tenger's blazing show. The ground is cold and wet beneath us from the newly fallen snow. We can hear the stream as it flows amid the jewelled ice covered branches of Beaver's dam to rush onto the rocks in a gleaming icy torrent to swirl along the dark banks of frozen earth on it's way through the snow covered field on past the spirit trees near our studio. In the darkness we can hear the rustle as a being seeks shelter for the night and the creak of the trees as they sway to and fro 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 November 25 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the clear and bright evening sky still aglow from the Tenger's blazing show. The ground is cold and wet beneath us from the newly fallen snow. We can hear the stream as it flows amid the jewelled ice covered branches of Beaver's dam to rush onto the rocks in a gleaming icy torrent to swirl along the dark banks of frozen earth on it's way through the snow covered field on past the spirit trees near our studio. In the darkness we can hear the rustle as a being seeks shelter for the night and the creak of the trees as they sway to and fro 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.