Let me have royal flight in my wings. I want to fly away into outer space, yet inside my heart I want to feel the wave. All the hills inside, write to me a favorite lullaby. I just want to cry my tears away. We are home for just one chance (this lifetime) to make it more than romance. We are here to share our fears to watch our souls and make the rears (telling our tales). The circle will fall back to the big and tall. The circle will return back to the small. And when the circle collides, there will be so very many eyes. We will be one place a field a space in time.
Where I share my wings. I dance for everything. I want to shine with you, the heart of all we say and dew. Let us cling to outer worlds, where we hold onto where we feel. There inside my heart is a cry, tears of love will flow. I am a Sun Dancer, the light inside will shine. I am Ghost Walker, my soul inside will blind. I am wanted, (a) man for everyone to help and understand. I am the woman with tears who holds all our fears.
We are treasures deer. We are perfect measures of fear (lessons overturned with love to treasures of wisdom). We can forgive this trace to walk down the blue road race (heavenly path of the spiraling soul). And when dreams fall behind, let us forgive this time. Let us walk with peace, where our souls fly in the deep. We are souls riding those horses in the wind. I am many feathers glistening to the wind. Where we collide and smile, all our tears ran a mile. We are fortunantely coming home to the grips of reality. It's a place of paradise, if we long to feel what's nice. Will you bow down with me? Will you praise this World for all to SEE????
There I will stand, to make a merry company man (spiritual warrior cleansed and pure of heart). There I will stand, to make a circle where woman leads the clan (heavenly soul path of the blue road). There I will stand, to know heavenly will band. All together the blue is true, when Rainbow Colors lead inside of you. We are flying in the winds, all the colors that begin. We are colors in the sky, the Rainbow bows far and wide. And all the stories that we feel. I know it's sacred and it's sealed. Let us open that tribe, to where the books come ALIVE (break all the seals and open the books of life wide, we are reading our lives). We are standing in a field of many colors that make a wheel. We are many children standing to fly in the dreams we are demanding. We are aligned colors true, it's the law of love that lives in you. It's a dream road, where it's striking gold. All the waves.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, to ring in harmony and praise. Listen the fields of many colors of this wheel and when we shine it will be true, when love comes bursting out of you. It will bee, one big happy family. Holiness David Running Eagle makes a stand today and he is (coughing, wind pushing the sails) a Shooting Star that bursts and flies a wave. And with all the beloved children's cries he is sending loving wise. He is holding you close to all you dew, to make your heart know LOVE IS TRUE. We are the blue.All my Relatives I bow with you sacred nine streams in the view. All the directions of the space, four looking out inside of this trace. And the windows and the halls, where we all come to share our thoughts. Let us rise up like the SUNS. Let us be mighty with our GUNS (rays of light). We are blazon lights (shields that proclaim and adorn). Heavenly sounding. We are streaming fields reprimanding (like parental love, to care for and guide). We are bringing LOVE to this land. WE are the standing (we will receive your stories). It's the will of heaven upon this shore. We are making it's ONENESS DOORS. We are children of the Rainbow. We are divine souls of the deep. We are flying in the circles of the many colors that stream the fields and when we are sky riders, let us remember to pray and praise, to all the ancestors who came before us, for what they did and praised. We are beholden to all the chosen. We are the making of a field, where the heat of the cosmic wheel is rolling freedom. Is rolling free............ that's what I feel, the vision inside of me.
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”
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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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!