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Sunday, December 8, 2013

12082013 Thunder Glows Over the Rainbow Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Mother of the Sky, she is oh sacred and wise. Rainbow Mother of the Skies. You bow down with us every night. Tell us where we flow, just to know the wooow (ooh la la, what a show). Tell me true in you. Did you know this great k/news? How do you always know, which way the children flow? Do you feel in your heart, everything we impart? Oh Mother of the Sky, the Cosmic Woman of the Night. You gift to us your love, always come to push and shove. It's your LOVE. And when the THUNDER rumbles and roars, don't you know we all did snore/sleep sweet dreams, because we knew you cared about us too. You showed us how to make love to all the ewes/lambs of God.

Oh my Mother of the Sky, I tell you riches are your eyes. You seem to know just what we need. Can you tell me how to make it all complete. We are treasures in the winds. We are looking to make love to everything (show honor, respect and gratitude). We want to be pure of heart, just to know Mother loves our arks. And when we don't behave just like we should. She always teaches us to play like we would/wood/law of love. And when we roll over with happiness, there we find love bred/bread/brotherhood.

It is time to shine our hearts. Rainbow Mother we long to feel your arc. You show us how to roll in the breeze, find hills with company. We are lifted up to thee. And when you shine like the rainbow, we can find you anywhere we go. You illuminate across the sky. You are the holy promise, our teary eyes. We send you loving winds, to cross your path to know you are the win/d. We pray you find love every day, because you gift so much away.

Rainbow Mother of the Sky, I know you are the Thunder that Glows. You are the magical show and exciting does it flow. With every color in the sky, we are magically waking up the wide. All across the fields we light up the sky, with vibrations of your love. Always holding our hands. We do not really want to understand (we just want to lean on you). We long to feel you close by our sides. Because Mother, you are wise.

Photo of the Rainbow Trail by Lisping Wise One
White Buffalo Calf Woman shines today, to say, we love you Rainbow Mother all the waves. We send devoted blessings out to you, where ever you are, what ever you do/dew. Sharing your open heart with the world, the promise all the children will live like they should. All aligned in a musical row, with notes from heaven each child does sow/sew/together/grow.

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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
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.
 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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