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Friday, October 25, 2013

Prayer Date: 10242013 The Shadow that Needs the Inner Light, Treasure Chest of Stones

Image: Rainbow Mother of the Rainbow Clan. All of Man and ... held in her arms!

There is a shadow upon my life. I can't see the matter even when looking twice (inner mirror of life is not cleansed). I wonder what I have to dew/do/breath, to bring us home the sacred view (say, "I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions" with fire and water to cleanse the immediate field/s). There is a hope inside of me. I wander about the seas (my soul flies gallantly across the fields, relatives on the wheel). And the visions bring me home to you, just in time to view.

Listen to the people everywhere. There is a shadow of what we care (the heavenly soul within, the holy ghost longing to begin). Yet we don't look inside of the heart of those who walk on by. Instead we put our blinders on, to find our alibis (excuses and defensive behavior). It's not true blue. It's not heavenly true. It's not true blue. It's not heavenly you. Come inside of me and dance. There is a place we understand. Come and share my heart today, to bring in harmonious praise.

There is a shadow following you. It's the darkness inside of you. The soul is raging to find a view. To look into the heavenly truth. We are the flesh of mighty men. WE are the children longing to forgive our sins (hidden time to be revealed). Yet in our hearts we don't understand, how to bring back merry men. Listen to the all the winds will blow. Listen to the solemn snore (dreaming state). It's dreaming together. It's time for our changing weather. It's evolution singing her praise. It's evolution rolling hills of this daze.

And in the shadows where it's dark. The book of life has many sharks. They patrol the heavy waters (places of sin, yet to be purified, murky darkness). And take a place (like this) to make it clues (pieces of the great mystery, collective dreaming). Its' all together in rings and hoops. It's all together it's the way of the adamant poos/e (papoos; baby that needs to be cleansed, carry the baby in your arms, it's the work of helping each other in our messes and through the purification processes to become spiritually as well as physically fit). There is shining light that leads us forth (look at the rainbow, treasures are there, bow down and care). To look inside our heart true north (bright light, inside my soul can stand for all of man). Where the sky has beaming lights that shed, all the colors of the sacred red (road).

Inside the darkness, my light is grown. I can see it's full of stones. And my chest is full of all I need. All the treasures heaven seeded upon me. And with the shadows clear. I can walk without any fear. With the shadows dear, I can claim any lawn. We are beholden to the song, all our relatives who keep us moving along. All the spiritual whims of our lives. Now it's time for us to think twice. Listen with your heart then your head. Then we will figure out what has been lead (grandmother gray, dreamspace).

Shadow burst with light within, to cleanse all of this sacred sin. Love lies in the winds.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns

Gifted by, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World. We need your help, sponsor us to help more and more people seeking solace to the awakening soul within, a spiritual quenching in desperate need of assistance for all our Relatives of the Rainbow Clan. That's you and you and you and you and you and you and me too! We are in your community if you choose this to be the way of the Great Give-A-Way, to help each other heal, the heart within that feels the smarts, the stings and blows that shove us throw. Yet inside we want to be loved. Will someone be there, who truly cares!

On Fri, Oct 25, 2013 at 1:18 PM, Daneen Penecale wrote:

WBCW!! I care..I Care....truly CARE!!.

All my relations....I am here... far and near.....going around and around...calling ....dancing......during this last full moon I went out around 1 am to do blessings....around flying and yelling out was a killdeer...completely circled the house a huge hoop...been trying to see what was being spoken to me that was You/Ewe !!! Thank You For All You/ Ewe DO/DEW!!!


SEASONS THAT SING, silver child 

On Fri, Oct 25, 2013 at 2:55 PM, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother wrote:

Beloved Auntie Daneen Seasons That Sing and all my Relatives on the Hoops,
Thank you for your kind heart. I bow to all my relations of the rainbow clan.
I thought it was wonderful when I saw the seeds inside this orb the day you send this image, last month. Then today's song came and I just had to blow it up to show the treasure chest, with all the stones. The orb with many small seeds of light. And then there was the tomato slice behind the treasure chest with all those seeds embraced together in ONENESS ORB of FLOWERING. I will never look at a tomato the same way, such a revelation of seeds that share). Often I think the color diamond should be known for the silver child like you, however it's more like a cut diamond, sparkling (precious stone). Where a crystal child like me, is a uncut or rough diamond or carbon still able to separate light and industrial uses.

Arc of the Covenant turns into the ARK of the Covenant

The treasure chest is our chest inside of us, each of us carry. Where rolling hills spill (breast milk/milky way, starry diamonds from the sky, crystalline beings of light). There we CARRY all our Relatives with our "BREATH", which the chest allows us to consume and gift. Each being is a stone (crystalline being). Each stone is a precious stone with different colors (relative of the rainbow clan, carried in our holy buffalo robe or four directions in rainbow colors). Each of us is a chest of many stones, because we all carry many spiritual beings inside of us and near us, on the heavenly blue road. Here the knowledge lives "we are all connected, yet divided into spectrums of beams", light (red earthly rings) or sound (blue heavenly rings). Each particle of cosmic dust is a treasure and lives inside of us, traveling through us. Just like the arc of the covenant (Rainbow) describes the rings or hues of the many splendid colors, the treasure chest is where the colors land upon and stand, hold and bend, magicians/violet send/change dynamics/shifting (through faithful spiritual cleansing). When we become the treasure chest and giving all away, we find that we fly up and when we have learned to give away, we fall back down to feel the winds. Arriving back to the treasure chest means we have moved full circle, completed the hoop and begun a k/new journey, another vision questor. Each breath of life carries the jewels of the universe (dust, stones, crystalline beings of light). Our beloved treasure chest within allows us to become the ARK of the Covenant, the promise of the rainbow that falls down after a great rain, treasures appear for everyone to share. This lies the prophecy of BROTHERHOOD.

In your wonderful image Auntie, there where the lawn (green grass, new beginnings) meets the light (rainbow streams), a blue rose appears. I have added the words "Blue Rose" to this image. I think the ultimate acknowledgement of the "True Blue Relative" like you my beloved Seasons That Sing.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
eldest sun-crystal child, iyeshka/interpreter, akicita/law bringer
Niece to my Auntie and elder and younger Sun to my Rainbow Clan relatives.
Lakota (Sioux) Daughter. House of David Sun. Elder., Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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On Fri, Oct 25, 2013 at 3:04 PM, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother <> wrote:

Auntie (silver child, dakota/wind daughter), Relatives,
Let me cry out on my hoops and let it all out, the inside shines to help everyone bind. The bands of time, across shore (relative leans) to door (opens).
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
A killdeer, thus one who must purify on their great journey.
His path, a complete hoop around (as per your sharing).
Kill is purification/destruction cleansings.
Deer is great journey of the soul.

Aho and over the rainbow we flow, around the hoops we sow.

your devoted Niece (crystal child, lakota/stand daughter)
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child,, 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

kill·deer  (kldîr)
n. pl. killdeer or kill·deers
A New World plover (Charadrius vociferus) that has a distinctive noisy cry and two black bands across its breast.

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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