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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

12182013 Divine Clan, the Rainbow Plan : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

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Listen to the sky inside of the wise, where Grandmother sings, to all the children in the leaves (relatives, steve, righteous breeze, holy and true). Tell everyone to take a hand of the motion of the governing siege, the places of the breeze. Heaven has a hand on thee, inside of you it's mystically. Heaven has a hand on you, it's a lord of the waking fugue. It's a motion in time. Every celebrity rhyme. Tell all the soldiers we are going home, to the place of the sacred storm, where all the stones are born. Men of SUNS come out to shine their horns. Speak of brotherhood, inside of your heart like you should. Come down to the table with love. Come down to share the circle of doves. Peaceful walking is the sacred way, if only they did learn to praise.

Tell me true where are you in the blue of heavenly divine? Did you walk inside this throat of all that shares and shines. Did you speak with love today? Did you learn to walk away (instead of stay and be blessed)? Did you forgive the taste of heaven's waste? Did you purify and make it's taste, sweet as honey? Sweet as honey in your eyes. Dreams are open for the wide. And we are moving to the seed growing true, rising suns each one of you too. We are gentle moving streams in this wheel, when love is used to seal.

We are always leaning on heavenly door (crystalline storm). We are always leaning on the sacred stones. And with all this said and done, it's time to hear the sacred runs (rainbow colors in the sky). All the children have something to say, now it's time to learn about heavenly praise. I say to you it's true, what you thought you always knew. And with this said in a single thought, it's time to walk towards hands (united together in circles and rings). Heavenly lands. Tell all the children we are coming towards the thrones. Tell all the children we are walking home. Tell all the children it's a Rainbow Clan. We are connected to the heart of MAN. And with this known and we are sown, let us learn to shine it true, heavenly views. Let earth's reflection lean on true blue, instead of what we thought we knew. It's time to bring it clear to yesterday and find a new wave. Heaven has a hand on you I say. Heaven has a place to bring it's trace display. And beautiful cloud in the sky, blowing rumbling driving by. It's the shoulder we all k/need. It's the shoulder of harmony. Let us lean on yesterday and learn about tomorrow in a praise. Let us gift of love upon this world to bring in heart of solid gold. I say to you, heaven has a hand on you. I say to you, beam out the light rays. And with this said and done it's on the run, holding still under this sun. We are the buffalo run. WE are the magic of the SUNS.

Tell all your enemies, it's time to come home from disease. Tell all your family, it's time to understand the breeze. Tell all the soldiers near and far from fear that love is the holy gear we need, it's time (we) bow to the sacred seeds. And blessings will hand over all to sea, the visioning of loving you and me.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to the songs, to bring us holy and bring us to strong. To learn about the other side, the shore that bounces wide. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star always beating your heartbeat to know your cause. And with this billowing sail he brings, love to all the streams. Let us bow to the prophecy, where the Rainbow Warriors will be the shaken breeze. We will be standing tall and mighty all to bring us the sacred falls, where the rivers and halls come to share knowledge aware, after all. Come bow at the hoops. Come share your scoop. Come bow to the land, the place where stand to make us a home. Mother Earth we are trying to purifying the tones. For all our Relatives, we bless you nine sacred streams and four holy beams, with fire and water and sacred breath, the holy smoke that keeps us wept.

Join Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"

Aho Relatives, sharing the sky with the rest. Smooth sailing in the winds, when love is used to begin, flush out that sin and bring it home a...gain. Let there be a house a home, where spiritual means more than a phone, it means that love will gain a fugue, a note in the holy hues. Love is the greatest tool. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in fresh air, for those who have lost the scope to journey fare/fair sails. Let's bring Brotherhood to all of the shores, then we will know exactly how to adore! Aho, aho, let's move the winds blow. Aho, Aho, let's find the sails, go. Aho, Aho, it's time to sing true, the magic of sailing comes out of the blue! (blue road of heavenly virtues, wakan or holy walking). gifted byAlight FromWithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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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

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
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
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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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