Peace follow me, when I bless and sing and gift the warble to be. The Sea (envisioning). I can hope for ever more, because I love you at the door. Heaven show me how to enter home, where all the patience is the afterglow.
Watch our hearts entwine with thine, to be together, it's always a smile. I wish for gender of hope and dreams to combine to find solid gleams. I wish for sunshine and snow to combine, to let the stones out to bring us bones. There inside where deep inside, I let it out, I sing my side. And together, for life, I will endure, because I know you are near.
Blessings to the afterglow, where peace is abundantly and always glows. I sing my message to bring you hope, dreams of peace, a land of dopes (medicine people, always looking for the right wine, tears that shine. always learning the bells to rhyme, "dopes" who thought could heal us this time). All together, we will walk backwards, to help heal the people who got off course. We will guide them with peaceful thoughts, about how we did bring peace to their hearts. Willing and able to share our part. Peace is always the way to the holy arks (reception of brotherhood).
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, for all the Relatives who want to play. We are together flying in the sky. We are together nesting and singing sow proud. We are blessing all the streams, to bring in perfect reality. Joy binds us and beams.
Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World
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)
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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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I bless the sacred nine directions in you, my relative of the blue. Welcome into our hearts. Welcome into the new view. Blessings you forever, in the Wind and it's true!