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Sunday, October 6, 2013

Prayer Date: 10062013 Four Directions

Four directions show me my true family, those on the Rainbow hoop, where all are part of the trees (sacred suns on the run, orbs of light). We send you good tidings where ever you are, the Rainbow trail shines this far. It's lessons we gleam and we share every day. Each stone is a stage, a place to shine through where love was the ride through. 

I bow with you the star that's true. I know it's Grandfather Bear. And all you dew, it's love that's true, the humble bow in you, ewe (lamb of god). And when you rise upon the skies, the stars shine and gleam the path. There it's time to lean on love, where we bow down at last. There the eagle flies, to open wide, the distance of this hide. Everywhere we flow, it's just about time for the beat of this chime. Listen to the winds that blow towards you. Listen to the winds that blow near you. It's chiming after all, the billows in the clouds, the sun is calling out to everyone. Let us run.............. over sailing seas.........let us run over this land divinity. Let us run, where the waking of the SUNS. Let us run, where heaven has it's ONE. Together now all together, it's circle, it's a tribe.Every color of the rainbow knows how to travel with this hide, the skin of our lives. 

Four directions buffalo rumble in the suns. All the perspective on the holy rungs. Each child is gleaming his waves. Just in the distance, I say. I say, I say. It's all the waves.  There at the target the shadow divine, deep inside the heart of Mother always chimes. She listens carefully to every word, just in time to carry forth every single heard. It's a story in you. All the little children long to feel this view. Tell me true warriors, buffalo hide, the skin of many colors that bind and glide. Tell me your colors, the duties of this world, then we can be together, shining all our worth. We could bee (dream) family once again. Listening to our gins. 

Every single warrior has a name, greatness all together it's time without shame. Let us get together and hear all the voice, the ONENESS of GOD has a great choice. Listen the dream harmony will gleam. Listen to the dream and watch all steam. Listen to the wails of the cotton tails. We are together to listen to the tales, when the shoulders of tears we whale. It's songs that we sing, to tell each other how to bring. It's songs we sing, telling everyone on the rings. We are married to this circle of life, where the four directions gift us our strife. And all together listening to all the tales, four directions beam, show us how to sail. Sail, sail our way through. Love is the afterglow of everything we dew. Listen to the stories all in the winds, we are could be together, when love blesses all the SIN. Blessings to the sin. Blessings to the sin, where the fields of Mother begin. Let her tell her story, then you'd understand. She is all together upon this sacred land. 

Embrace this trace. Don't you understand your bitter taste. Let's dance and sing and wash everything clean, clean, clean like a mirror of delightful, shining out shining out, love is the binding of all the children. Listen to the winds. Listen to the winds. Listen to the winds come true, blue, you and me too. True blue, you and me too. True blue, all together knew. We are children of the four directions of the GREAT KNEWS. Let us bow with Mother, the Rainbow child. She will show us just how to smile. Let us play together and have a great time. We are together such a very short time. Let us learn to share all our greatness aware, where suns within, the circle and the square (cosmic field, nine streams through, four directions imbue, Mother and Sun stones of the dream knews).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the children of the Rings, hoops and circles of love that swears to love each other down the thoroughfare. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns, the stones the sing the ONES who bring the cosmic crystalline snow on home, the brethren of the Rainbow Clan.

Gifted by, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us 
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
 New moon November 3, 2013 05:49:32 AM
 New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM
 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun
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)
Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance
(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”

Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
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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!