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Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Prayer Date: 10092013 Shake, Rattle and Roar


Streams or Waves
Shake, rattle and roar inside where I did snore (crossing the rainbow bridge, not awaken, shaken, red hoop), across the face of time. Getting ready to feel divine. Sharing all that I shine. Gifts of time, inside of me. Gifts of time, we share in the breeze. Can you feel all the open deeds. Help one another, it's time to believe. Believe in your dreams. Believe in your dreams. Time to believe in your dreams. Tell all my Brothers and Sisters we are on the way home, to share all our dreams, awaken buried bones (revealed, awakened, stirred not shaken, blue hoop). 

That's the place we adore. Shake, rattle and roar. Heaven has a hand on my torn (heart, suffering and pain). Where I feel, my heart inside of this wheel. Where I feel, the lessons in time is sworn (devotional). Shake rattle and roar, that's the place, I tell my horn (speak my voice, sing my song). Shake, rattle and roar. Listen to the sacred one, inside we float among the thorns (among the roses). Piercing our hearts, that's the place of the arc, where we bow to the circle, all the tales are known. We share our pieces of the puzzle, to look to the smuzzle (cuddle, smooshy face, sweet kisses). There is sunshine within me, gifting it all away. Heaven shine upon this land. Heaven shine upon these seas, where the vision of glory be, one more step towards humanity.

Streams or Waves
There is a feeling, that I must shake rattle and roar, stirred and shaken, shake rattle and roar. All our buried bones, come on up to be born. Let the family take our hands to see, all the places we find that is meek. Tell all my family, heaven has a clan, where we want to make a stand. Listen to all of man. We are children of the big crossed band, where the star light beams inside, crossing over the deep blue wide. Where the dreams are fulfilled and viewed, one great big shoe. We are walking through time. We are learning to find our way. Red road come near my hands of divine. Blue road help me stand. All together in our dreams. All together, it's sacred family. All together, it's for you and me. Blessings to all that moves, stirs and shakes in all the grooves. And with this hand of God, I share my cloud, to voyage to a knew, sacred land of ewes, lambs of God in you, Great Spirits walking too. We are family. We are family of this CLAN.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the sacred suns, the Rainbow Clan, each a part of this stand, the dream at hand.

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 All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us 
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
 New moon November 3, 2013 05:49:32 AM
 New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM
 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun
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. 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

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)
  
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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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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