Into the Mystic, Stephen Lawson a friend speaks with uncommon wyrds that weave. As he says... see with your ears the colors dancing in the heavens light. This morning before the light of day as is the waking for me everyday I sat in silent awe at the stillness of the All. Be Peace and Know Love ... it is time to shed all the worn out and tattered skins that keep us bound. Time to rise with the incoming tide.