Prayer Date: 09302013 Indian Corn

There/They're flying in the sky, all those seeds of the wise. Listen children to everyone. Pop, pop, the corn is done. We are all magically, the sound of all the tunes of gallantly. We are flying in the sky, as the seeds of the heavenly wise.

Pop corn, pop corn, show me the goods inside. Pop corn, pop corn, show me exactly how to fly. We are in the dungeons of the galaxy, can't even find the way to you and me. We are looking for the outer world, yet inside is the goodness of the sacred fill. Pop corn, pop corn, brilliant lights show me your thorns. Pop corn, ooh you so hot. Let me find the willing knot. Pop corn. Pop corn, watch you fly, across the distance a shooting star that knives (aim with the heart, listen to your heart). Throwing your soul out there, saying my heart can take it and I will care. Pop corn, all the inside, rolling over with a sacred tide. Pop corn, all the colors today. Listen with your heart, it's a grand display. 

All my Brothers we lie in a row. All together, the colors of the clan glow. We are the soldiers who find the true path, when we are aligned the heaven will blast. Pop corn, show me your face, wonderful inside the great taste. Pop corn, it's what holiness dew, showing the greatness the love inside of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you and you. Of you and you and you and you. We are sharing these fields, the colors are built real. 

Indian corn show me the way, a story of all the beginning the severance pay (for being a good child of the universe). I can tell you the witness of love, gifting of abundance, YELLS the DOVES. Thank you. thank you.  Thank you, my God above. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you my God below. Thank you all around me glow, all the waves the after glow. I say, I bow today, all in a row, many colors of this Rainbow.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. you and me, we sail the seas. You and me, we live gallantly. you and me, I shine for you. You and me, let us guide on through. Hey pop-corn!

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It's an amazing point of view, the circle that we chew. Aho (spirit fly) to the great knews. White Buffalo Calf Woman here to snooze, yet there is sow very much to dew. So here I go, into the flow, where the buffalo roam in a roar. Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. yah-hoo, dippity doo, my song is going after the fuge, the note that sings true....

Relatives, Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. Hey pop-corn! This is a nice picture to talk about dreaming. Trying to keep the song down to a line or two is the hardest part, with so very much to say, songs that sing in the wind and display. Hope you enjoyed the Sacred Song Blessing today, "Indian Corn" speaks the waves with long tales to day. Pte San Win Wbcw

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) 

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Relatives, have been collecting artworks of 50+ images of myself, Wbcw. Was thinking about adding saying to each one. This would help get the images out, by the artists and my words, instead of other people speaking on my behalf (seems to be what the people need). Collecting artist names is always the hardest part, when they don't sign their names on the works. We will do our best to honor the artist. Send names if you recognize an artist. It's an amazing point of view, the circle that we chew. Aho to the great knews. White Buffalo Calf Woman here to snooze, yet there is sow very much to dew. So here I go, into the flow, where the buffalo roam in a roar. Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash. yah-hoo, dippity doo, my song is going after the fuge, the note that sings true....

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  Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother Relatives, Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. Hey pop-corn. This is a nice picture to talk about dreaming. Trying to keep the song down to a line or two is the hardest part, with so very much to say, songs that sing in the wind and display. Pte San Win Wbcw

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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!

Prayer Date: 09292013 Deep Inside Resides the Pure of Heart

River of dreams impart. All of my life, I wish for this start. Come be a humble wheel to know, just how I wind up in this grand show.

Deep inside resides the pure of heart that minds. Everyone is pure, when we bless and pray azure. Blue of heaven guide in me. Listening to my soul in the breeze. We are journeying along this path, to drink of pure love that lasts and lasts.

Down below in the cave of love, deep inside where we hide our doves. Peaceful longing will provide, happiness we hide. Yet in the starting of a bloom, the light within must learn to consume, the gratitude of living here, just to drink every tear. Wine truly water pure, the walking of those who reach this world. It's a spirit of love that binds this heart, to where the pure inside sings like the lark.

I dream where green grass will grow, near the springs clear waters flow. I dream of the light above, where springs show up for the doves. And each on a great journey, please gift them pure waters to feel, that inside where we hide, a tear of rivers preside. We listened to you, where wonder is the view. Deep inside reside the pure of heart. Let us bless and know we can impart.

Wisdom. Shine wisdom. Wisdom, shine out to the world. Receive all that matters and then a bit of a spatter, upon the screen, the door that beams, where we are illuminating shadows and life is breaking bonds (through the sacred cleansing, the impure is vanquished, until another hour, we bless some more), to allow us to bond again, with those who live without sin. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Deep inside resides the pure of heart, where we are singing like the larks. Birds of song inside of you, when blessings live inside of you.

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) 

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Pray With Elders around the World

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Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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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!