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Saturday, November 23, 2013

11232013 One Big Happy Family: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Let the sun shine inside of me to take heed of the breeze. Let the sunshine inside of me show me exactly what to bee (believe in great dreams). Where is my heart upon this start and waken all my dreams. I have to share my living soul upon the waking dream. I am going to the flowing, where my heart is sowing.

Grab hold of me and take abode of everything we need. Share my heart and find a way to grab all that I say. I want to know the knowledge of eternity just hold my hand to believe. And everything upon this road of heavenly stows. We are dreamers of the last place in time. We are dreamers of of the new coming age of wine (intoxication of my soul with loving breeze inside of me).

I say to you my loving hands I need to know the glory upon this land. Take hold of me and you will see, it's heaven on a grand scale. We are choosing to bring us home to the river of many broken bones. And sharing our hearts to the winds makes us live with everything. All my hands are torn with all this burning desire upon my heart. I want to MAN to overcome and choose to really run.

Let our spirits free. Let me find the breeze. Hold me close to God, where the river of heaven leads the wad. Let us believe it's true, that love is inside of you. Let us believe it's true, when love is part of all we dew. And magic is the hands of time and we will learn to really band. WE will be fruition of the loving mission. Brotherhood and kings will be born, because LOVE will have us by the HORNS (calling out, shofar).

Hoops of the Universe
Rejoice, rejoice, it's time for more noise. Rejoice, rejoice, it's time for more noise. Rejoice, rejoice it's time for the hailing grace, the soul inside of you, the holy living spiritual face. It's a SUN DANCER. You are a SUN DANCER. We are chosen to believe, in everything we conceive. It's a SUN DANCER. It's a SUN PRANCER. It's a wave of time that shares and all that dares to be, ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to help you know of the loving rays. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred vibrating thumbs. Let us find a way to LOVE, the heart of what we glove (hold onto). We send love to all our Relatives., Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and Around the World. Please support Elders and Warriors bring love to the world. Thank you.

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us 
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
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)

Image of many fields streaming by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones, the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields).

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan, you and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).  
Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!
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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