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Thursday, October 31, 2013

Prayer Date: 10312013 Load the Smoking Guns (Rays of Diamonds With a Holy Stream)

Hey wake up today and find the Sun is Rising your way. Wake up today and find the glory inside of your heart. Hey Brothers and Sisters who carry the big guns (blasting rays of light beams out of their hearts, rays of diamond light a spark), we have got to get together and make a spark. Hey Brothers and Sisters out there who long to feel. It's time to get together on the sacred rolling wheels. WE are standing in the fields. Watching that sun for real/reel. Take my hands to mighty God. Take my hands inside my heart. I can be mighty like these with big guns, they are beholden to the sacred run. 

Flowing rivers, hey over there. On the other side of this affair. Sitting on the circle learning to fly, cut with all the knives, don't have real/reel eyes. Wonder if you could beckon your sacred heart? I wonder if you could beckon the holy ark/arc. I wonder which sign/sine will shelter me? I think flowing rivers with the big guns help me sea. Envision the totality. The great circle of life come out of me. And on the other side of this river we are ONE. We are tethered together like rays on a gun.  
Hey wake up today and find your soul. Hey my Sisters my Brothers find your gold. Hey wake up wake today and find your sole/feet. Walking inside this halo (angels know). Weep and sigh is all a disguise. Just don't want to have some fun. Where you long to feel, the waking the wheel, you must start inside where it's a ONE. One family, all together tied on a Tree. One family the Rainbow Clan will set you free. One family, we are the Tribes of many souls/soles. We are learning to walk on gold (all our dreams).

There inside of you got to learn to cry. Weep and holler out and let the other side, know you are coming. Let them know you are coming over to the other side. Let them shine, turn their light on inside. WE are treasures when we share. WE are devoted measures (group of notes) of every (music) score. WE are ONENESS, the clan of all the waves. We are the treasure boats (arks) that save. It's time for you and me, to share this room for all liberty. It's time for us to reside inside with holy eyes. Where did you run, when you thought you were in trouble with the law man? How can you find your way if you don't stand and look and pray (stop, look and listen to your heart)? It's time to lean on loving vibrations. It's time to bring in  holy evidence. It's time to shine, the lottery of love that climbs into the heart of every single child.

Let the whole world smile.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Whoo hoo, load those smoking guns, for the BIG GUNS (shooting rays of diamonds) are wakan (holy walking) home.

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

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)

 Image by Rainbow Mother Yaniv
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
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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!