If this is your first visit, please read this first

I danced in the mists on the water this morning, flowing with the hovering cloud downstream, chased by the rising sun. The early rays touched each water droplet in the cloud like the facets on a crystal, sending shards of rainbow light everywhere around me. I swirled, twirled, and sang the sun greeting songs until the doorway opened and allowed me to slip through to your world. The mists are almost gone now, so I shall have to find another way to return when the time comes.

The sun has risen far enough to turn the dew on the grass to diamonds. How wealthy we are to have eyes for such sights. In the woods, a spider web shimmers like liquid crystal when touched by the sun’s rays. Shadows linger in corners which the light has not touched, places where direct sun will probably never reach. They also contain riches, deep, loamy, compost to feed the forest, but that’s not where I want to shower my attention today. Today I choose to see the sparkle of the diamonds on the grass, the crystal shards in the mist throwing rainbows across my path. It’s not that I do not see the shadow – today I choose to focus elsewhere. There is enough time in the cycles of things, to smell the dark.