October 14

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest listening to the rain as it steadily falls on the branches above. Down in the field we can hear the stream flowing in great sheets over Beaver's dam on it's way over the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. It flows almost silently it's power only revealed in the rush as it presses about submerged branches in the darkness. We can hear the steady hum of the night sounds blending into the sound of the raindrops as they fall onto the blades of grass in the field. In the twilight we can see flickers of light reflected from the surface of the water covering the field as it moves beneath the raindrops falling onto it from the loosestrife stems as they sway 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 14 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest listening to the rain as it steadily falls on the branches above. Down in the field we can hear the stream flowing in great sheets over Beaver's dam on it's way over the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. It flows almost silently it's power only revealed in the rush as it presses about submerged branches in the darkness. We can hear the steady hum of the night sounds blending into the sound of the raindrops as they fall onto the blades of grass in the field. In the twilight we can see flickers of light reflected from the surface of the water covering the field as it moves beneath the raindrops falling onto it from the loosestrife stems as they sway 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.