There is a state of mind that says.... "Love is the constancy of the web". I need to nourish all the seas, the envisioning make believe. It is time to conceive.
It is time to make up GREAT DREAMS. Each a child of many colors (buffalo robe: four directions in rainbow color each being wears, including the cosmic dust and stones). Each a whim of hope in the breeze. Each a floating color of treasures, with all that beams and steams.
Let us fly.... .... ...... across the skies.... ........ ..... ... .... in our hearts that long to feel the wise (we learned about the whys). Hear my soul, let it roar, the breath of life comes to the world enstored.
Treasure groves..... ..... I can hear them grow. Inside our hearts upon the window in a storm. And when it whooshes and flies on by/e. I can send the many colors purified (prayers in my talk).
Blessings to the world. I send my breath a holy prayer that is herd/heard (I send my prayers and blessings along for the ride, along the streams of light and sound). I share my song and weep along, to show you just how to sing in the song. Hear our cries, warriors eyes. I can feel all the smiles. It's time for joy and overflow, a river that grows "heavenly groves" (virtues of superior men).
Wait for me, says the leaves (all our relatives in the winds). I hear the rustling of the sacred trees. All the warmth I can grow, upon the mountains, hills and snow (beings of holy stones on fire or orbs of light). Whishing/wishing bells, heaven smells, the beauty of the smoking river of the shells. Inside a dream, where the river beams, the Rainbow Trail shines all the stones of steel (elements). Strength unreal, just like warriors on the peals. We are slipping down the river gorge of wheels. And where the green grass grows aknew/a new, we are sharing the gospel (good k/news) home with you.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, to share the spiritual warfare to save. Each fight we stand, to bring up MAN. We are treasures, each a measure in the tale, Great Mystery wails/cries/whales/sings. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, he is drumming the heartbeat from afar, yet inside, we hear the beat, holy walking makes us all feel complete. We bow today warriors on display, loving this world in all we do and say. Hear our cries, heaven is wise. WE are children of the Rainbow who wides (bows and curtsies to all our relatives, relative fields of the spacial hills, wave frequencies on fire, live wire with smiles).
Elders bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams/directions that hold, embrace, light our face and trigger the greatness of each child. Fire and water, bring dreams to the holy dew, the breath of life in you. For all our Relatives on the Hoops and Circles around the world.
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The Great Spiritual Warrior Prayer
September 30th, 2011 
Richard LondonGreat Spiritual Warrior Within ALL,
Whose gifts to us are being lost in selfishness and corruption, help us to find the way to restore our humanity.
Give us hearts to understand.
Never to take from creation’s beauty more than we give;
Never to destroy wantonly for the furtherance of greed,
Never to deny to give our hands for the building of earth’s beauty,
Never to take from her what we cannot use.
Give us hearts to understand.
That to destroy earth’s music is to create confusion;
that to wreck her appearance is to blind us to beauty;
That to callously pollute her fragrance is to make a house of stench; that as we care for her she will care for us.
We have forgotten who we are.
We have sought only our own security.
We have exploited simply for our own ends.
We have distorted our knowledge.
We have abused our power.
Great Spirit, whose dry lands thirst, help us to find the way to refresh your lands.
Great Spirit, whose waters are choked with debris and pollution, help us to find the way to cleanse your waters.
Great Spirit, whose beautiful Earth grows ugly with misuse, help us to find the way to restore beauty to your handiwork.
Great Spirit, whose creatures are being destroyed, help us to find a way to replenish them.
~ Big Thunder (Bedagi) late 19th. century Algonquin ~
we honor you, thank you http://www.artistoflife.com/2011/09/30/the-great-spiritual-warrior-prayer/
O Great Spirit of the East,
Spirit of new beginnings,
O Grandfather Fire,
Great nuclear fire – of the Sun.
Power of life-energy, vital spark,
Power to see far, and to
Imagine with boldness.
Power to purify our senses,
Our hearts and our minds.
We pray that we may be aligned with You,
So that your powers may flow through us,
And be expressed by us,
For all the good of this planet Earth,
And all living beings upon it.
O Great Spirit of the West,
Spirit of the Great Waters,
Of rain, rivers, lakes and springs.
O Grandmother Ocean,
Deep matrix, womb of all life.
Power to dissolve boundaries,
To Release holdings,
Power to taste and to feel,
To cleanse and to heal,
Great blissful darkness of peace.
We pray that we may be aligned with You,
So that your powers may flow through us,
And be expressed by us,
For all the good of this planet Earth,
And all living beings upon it.
O Great Spirit of the North,
Invisible Spirit of the Air,
And of the fresh, cool winds,
O vast and boundless Grandfather Sky,
You living breathe animates all life.
Your is the power of clarity and strength,
Power to hear the inner sounds,
To sweep out the old patterns,
And to bring change and challenge,
The ecstasy of movement and the dance.
We pray that we may be aligned with You,
So that your powers may flow through us,
And be expressed by us,
For all the good of this planet Earth,
And all living beings upon it.
O Great Spirit of the South,
Protector of the fruitful land,
And of all green and growing things,
The noble trees and grasses,
Grandmother Earth, Soul of Nature.
Great power of the receptive,
Of nurturance and endurance,
Power to grow and bring forth
Flowers of the field,
Fruits of the garden.
We pray that we may be aligned with You,
So that your powers may flow through us,
And be expressed by us,
For all the good of this planet Earth,
And all living beings upon it.
Prayer by Ralph Metzner
Prayer to the Spirits of the Four Directions
shared by LISA LYLE on MARCH 21, 2013
we honor you, thank you http://lisalyle.com/prayer-to-the-spirits-of-the-four-directions/
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
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”
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
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!
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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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!