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Saturday, October 26, 2013

Prayer Date: 10262013 Listen to the Rhythm and Rhyme of All Those Cries

Listen to the rhythm. Listen to the rhyme. Listen to the heartbeat of why we need our lives (despise, as lessons open eyes). It is hard to comfort, when everything is going wrong. How will we be divided in a perfect harmonious sound? Listen to the rhythm. Listen to the beat. All the little children going squeak, squeak, squeak. There is such a thunder rolling over us. We are now excited to kick up the dust. If we only understood everything going on, then we would be traveling in a sacred loving song.

When the sound is divided, yet no harmony exists. How will we notify the sacred and the wills/insist? I have to share my goodness with everyone in the SUNS. We are all the children making harmony on the run. 

(octave higher) Harmony, harmony, harmony, harmony. Let us live in this destruction (purification with sacred blessings), with loving harmony.

(an octave lower) In the winds are the children, watching all this sin. Wonder how will we get excited with hatred in the winds. If we only knew how to live without mortified, we could save the children, with loving hands of the wise/wide. We are the waking of the many human friends (helpers). Those who want to know that LOVE lives in the winds. 

Listen to the rhythm. Listen to the rhyme. Listen to the children, with swollen crying eyes. Listen to the heartache, of those who wish for friends (helpers). We all need each other, if we could only come out to grin. 


Listen, listen, listen. Listen, listen, listen. Listen, listen, listen. Validate the hoops in the winds. Validate the hoops in the winds. Let our hearts know harmony again. We are all the children. We are all the children. We are all the children ..... ........ ....... ..... ..... heaven sent this way, this wave, this descent, this culmination of this wind. Purify, all this sin. Send blessings in the winds. Holy talking, the breath of mighty wind.

Listen, listen, listen. Listen to the rhythm of the wind. We are all the children singing again. We are all the children waiting for that sacred grin (happy faces). We are all the children needing love today. Why don't we go to a circle and PRAISE . . . PRAY, Pray, pray. Pray for the world today.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. 

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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

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
 
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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