Sandstone People

 Sandstone People continues the story of Dancing In Spider’s Web, about which readers said “Is the book a mystery?” No, but there is mystery throughout. “Is the book a romance?” No, but the romance of discovery is part of the story. “Is the book a fantasy?” That is the question that each reader might answer in different ways. And, “When I finished reading, I already wanted to have more, and to know what they will all do next.”  In the second installment of this spellbinding trilogy, join along with  Bart, Meadowlark, Elizabeth and their unique friends as they all return  to unravel the misty past, as requested by the Old Grandfather. The  mountains, canyons, desert and cliffs of New Mexico are filled with  golden moments of discovery, not just in the landscape and rising of the  sun and sunset. There is a sense of peace, of insight left hidden by  those who passed before, called the ancient ones. True to the continued  search is the thought presented for Dancing In Spider’s Web: Look past  the mountains in the desert twilight, into the heart of the ancients.  Put faith in what you cannot see. To seek something beyond the horizon,  each must learn how and where to look. Each must wander in that search  for, what we all seek, few of us actually find until our hearts feel  what our spiritual eyes see. 

Dancing in Spider's Web

 Look past the mountains in the desert twilight, into the heart of the  ancients. Put faith in what you cannot see. To seek something beyond the  horizon, each must learn how and where to look. Each must wander in  that search, for what we all seek, few of us actually find, until our  hearts feel what our spiritual eyes see. Would they accept an invitation  to dance in the universe of spider’s web?
Beth seemed poised to  watch the scenery pass by her window for the remainder of this earth  time, but her real journey was about to begin. Would she hear the beat  of the woodpecker, the voice of the owl ?
Again she heard the song of the meadowlark and this time it seemed to be saying to her, “the dance is waiting, come join in.” With a shake of her head and a deep breath, Lark stepped to the edge of the universe’s circle of dance.