Listen to the heart within you cry. I can hear the wisdom pouring out wide. All the bands are coming home today to fill our hearts up with praise. Listen the hearts of men. Then you will know the flow again. Just stream on in. Stream on in with loving rays that make us begin. Shine in this sin, to purify the loathing inside the winds.Listen to me cry. I just want to open up wide. Listen to me cry. I just want to hold your eyes. All the children of the bountiful learn to share your hearts with this world. We are children of the open skies, just to hear the waking cry. Listen to me cry. I just want to open wide. Listen to me cry. I can hear all the sayings why? It's time to change our minds, to fill them up with wine. Let my tears spill down to fill this world with favor when I'm around.
Listen to me cry. I will hold your head tonight. Listen to me cry. When your hopes and dreams come alive. There is wisdom in all your tears tonight. There is song of hope in all your whys/wise. there is hope and dreams to be fulfilled. All your dreams are real. Listen to the cries, all the people want to wide. All together now, inside the river of the clouds. We are children walking into the lands of the many spirits who understand.
Listen to the heart of where we begin. all the land are crying out, let us extinguish sin. There is a cry inside the heart of the winds, where all is listening to this thin. The veil is lifting for everyone. It's time, to hear the cries again.
Listen to me cry. I send peace out to the world tonight. Listen to me cry. I send love and blessings out of this sight. We are bound together on this land. We are dreaming together all of Man. We are going to the place fulfilled, the land of the rolling hills. Listen to the heart, where we struggle and we cry. There we long to feel, the happy heart of wise. We are children learning to show our face, the land of many smiling grace. There inside our souls we want to yearn, to the land of many urns (respect and honor for those who came before us and suffered for love, the children of this land, the sacred dust; the rocks and the stones). Listen to me cry. Ancestors hold me tight. Listen to me cry. Let the animals out tonight. We are children of this sacred lands. WE are here to hold and understand. WE are longing for a sacred hill, where the green grass is real (strong new beginnings).
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings tonight, to share the heart of all this plight. Just bow down and understand, inside the darkness of this holy land, love will fill us up with light, the inside of the sacred plights. listen to me cry. I send love out to the world. and hope and peace, come into your heart as herd/heard. It's time to make our hearts mend and let us all learn to forgive again. And then we will show the waves, just how the miracles of love can save. Holiness David Running Eagle cries every day he shows his wise/whys. And if he could be the greatest star, the SHOOTING STAR moving far. He sends out to you, LOVE that consumes your hate. He sends to you, blessings that are never late. And with this hopes and dreams come real, for all of us on the open wheel. We send the blessings out to share, the many colors of this wheel.
Relatives,
This
is a Sacred Song Blessing from the Heart of Mary Bee Holder. Holiness
David was not available for the drum, so I used the Rattles. Enjoy the
Heart of the Blue child, the world "Bursting Lights From Within".
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!