she began her rocking motion and went into
around the platter, only to put on a variation when she
played the bass drum.
The daughter on the mountain top and the
daughter in the valley were both carring a ball to the side.
They push and pull, pulling in the energy while the brothers
were pulling taffy. They anchor it and twist it into circles
with their wrists, all in a perpetual motion. It was as if they
were working a pulley from a light at the top of the head
to a light at the temple below. With three joyous breaths through
the passing clouds of dawn, as they all breath out their six healing sounds
the cosmic consciousness pose was struck.-NAMSTE-daw