Sing of praise over the Rainbow bridge, where the trail leads us towards the sacred rifts. To the side of where I hold my eyes, I will share with you the story true, inside of the blue. I bless you through and through.
Sun shines in me, to clarify the soil within, where I plant my gold. I watch my tree grow up and become family, where I can stand to make us man, to bring us all to this holy land. Let us rise up and share our light, the soul within is a brilliant light. There shines a house set free, flying inside of spacial relativity.
Glean and shine, even blind, the radiance of the SUNS. Each child making us rooms. Each color a path to know the wasting of the everlasting, if we don't get to know the sacred toes, each has a slumber to become aware, every child has something to share. Let us all be crystal stones, a lens for everyone to know. Each color translucent and bright, even out of sight, with magical properties uncompared. All shines with a voluptuous/voluminous hair (streaming).Dream with all the stones. All the colors they show us our home, the place of the breeze, where love sets us free and we are longing for family. I send my love out to the leaves (relatives). Home inside of your heart, to see us linked not apart, that would be true, love lives in you, together we shall share our fare/fair share, if we dare to love at all costs.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today to bring in sunshine waves, where we ride the heavenly skies to open our hearts real/reel wide. Heaven take hold of my hands, to help heal all those on the lands. Earth take hold of my heart, to help heel all those upon the skies, the billows and the cries. For all my Relatives all over the world, to help them understand, we are Brothers (brotherhood) of the SUNS.
Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org, the place of heaven where the shining lights do wind. We bring peace upon this land, love is greater here we stand. It's a time of hope and dreaming grope to live harmoniously. Love is in the breeze. Love is over seas. Love is on the plains and hills, the weather chills, the sunny heat of the morning dew, love flies to you, one heart beat at a time. All together we will CHIME. Please help sponsor Elders and Warriors bring the law of love to all our Relatives around the World.
Join us at 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"
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.
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
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
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
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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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!