Listening to the heart of the prayers that are needed. All the people need to be included. So many are down in the luck they don't know where to go. They didn't think about it, it's a great big show. Listening, listening to our dreams. We are born to make it glory beams. Listening, to the heart within. We are dreaming, yet we need to learn to dream freely. Listening to the sailing. Across the shores, I adore my heart is wailing. Listening to the dreamspace, I knead to know. Listening to the grace of the sacred glow.
Tell me true, where are you in your dreaming? Don't you want to sail, a crossing this dreamland? I know it's time to share our dreams together. have a good dream and make us sail perfect weather. Listening to the fables and the tales. Don't we want to have a good wail. Sing and bring in joy in all the toys, always sharing our woes. Don't you want to dream a good show? Let's us wooow (awesome)!
There is time, where all is sitting together. All the green and trees laughing in the winter. Mushrooms pop, stables stop, it's time to swelter. Inside
our hearts, it's time to feel September. Fall on down, to where there is no sound. We are children dreaming to hold us all around. Look at space, the dreamscape, don't you feel it? Everyone is learning to make a real fit... it's time to bring in healthy behavior. I hear your story, now it's about the glory. Heaven shine on me, the waking of my dreams with my fellows.
We are chosen to be the Sisters holding tables. Come on sit with me awhile, then we can share some smiles. Come share a song with me, then we could hold out destiny. Love come share our hearts you see, because heaven's got a hold on me. It's time to share, all the dreamscape near. Love's got a hold on me. Love's got a hold on we. Love's got a hold on everything in song. And now it's time to remember, it's more than September, tis' the season to be jolly. It's dreaming together in the Spring or folly. Listen to the waking of our souls today. Let us dream together and find a brand knew place. Sing out to the world and let it all out. Share all you know, it's about to shout. Share your hearts together in all you dew. Heaven is on Earth, wait for it's clues (we share the dreamspace together, have a good dreaming).
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the dream phase. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star beams with love out thar (all needs), from his heart and the drum that smarts (stings us to the core, where the heart beat learns to adore).
Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World
Prayer Date: 07202013 Dreamscape Hold Me Near to You
Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World" Visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/indigocrystalchildren.
Dreamscape (artfulwomen@gmail.com) I is offered as a reminder to look for the beauty of color as we live each day, whether in our surroundings or within ourselves. When struck with light, the beading glows and the textural hand-stitching enhances the beauty and uniqueness of this piece. http://artful-women.blogspot.com/p/lin-schiffner_14.html
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!
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