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Friday, December 13, 2013

12132013 The Crow Cries Grandmother's Eyes: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

We are sunshine today, with heaps of smoke blowing from our rays. We are purifying the fields, to make everything grow and healed. Let us say a prayer today, to cleanse the fields and watch those sun rays. Let us open our hearts to true, when love comes flushing out of you.

Singing dancing is our hoop, the growing rolling stone of loops. And over and over we twirl, to make it all feel a word. There is story everywhere. Suns are growing up to cheer. Tell me what am I to do, about loving true and blue. Everyday when I walk by, I can hear your swollen cries. And it's hopes and dreams you feel, but you don't know how to make it real. Reel it on in, to where there is no more sin. Shed that coat of fear, watch it walk from near (impure run away or is purified to sacred dust), to be a holy scope again. We need dreams today. We need to hold our sun dancing rays. We need everyone, to learn how to become SACRED SUNS.

Then all the CROWS outside would dance in the breeze. On top of all the trees. We can hear their cries. Grandmother says open your eyes. We are plenty of scopes, just learning to cope, how about we learn to understand, how to put them together again!  Then children will realize. Then we will come to compromise. We will want to know the revelation of the winds. We will want to know just how to begin. Listen to the story of the skies. All the tree tops with the Eagle cries. And it's true blue, when we walk holy unto you. And we listen to this view. We listen to all the tools. Yes it's true blue inside of you, where love is the sacred clues. And we can overcome, when love is the holy ONE, shooting guns of diamonds, rays of light that succumb, telling everybody, love is the holy ONE. 

Help us be together again, sing praise holy whether in all our choices we pray. Come greet one another. Share praise to the tethers that hold us close to be the most, holy greeting suns, the laughter shared by everyone. Yes, I can hear you Grandmother near. Yes, I can hear the Crow cry with their eyes. Always wanting more and more surprised. Children everywhere learn to dance now. Come to the church inside of you (buffalo robe or four directions in rainbow colors) romance now. Where you sing, from inside you spring a living sun, filled with rays of ONE. 

Come share with me the holy breeze, the love inside of this cosmic breeze. Tell me true, love is you. I know I came to talk and walk to the k/news. We are all together again. Heaven sent us all in the winds. Grandmother knows the cry to tell the stories of our eyes. Come to the circle and share today. Show your senses all the rays of the inner sun that shines, upon the hoops that bind, the blue road loving wine, where intoxication is a chime, tears of glory every time (joy blossoms out of you, true happiness). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today to bring in holy rays. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star brings in the Buffalo drum to hear your call. Together we are talking sacred to the SUNS, all the healing weeping of everyone. WE are Elders walking talking to you, when love is the sacred tool. And when you need to forgive, just say it true. I want to love all of you. It's hard today, to forgive their rays, when they took so much away. I will try today. I will bring my heart rays. I will bless these fields, dance and heel and sing my songs, blessings all along. I will share my heart with every part. I will dew my dance inside this romance. Love will share the clues. Love will pay the dews/dues/do's.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.

Aho Relatives, sharing the sky with the rest. Smooth sailing in the winds, when love is used to begin, flush out that sin and bring it home a...gain. Let there be a house a home, where spiritual means more than a phone, it means that love will gain a fuge, a note in the holy hues. Love is the greatest tool. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in fresh air, for those who have lost the scope to journey fare/fair sails. Let's bring Brotherhood to all of the shores, then we will know exactly how to adore! Aho, aho, let's move the winds blow. Aho, Aho, let's find the sails, go. Aho, Aho, it's time to sing true, the magic of sailing comes out of the blue! (blue road of heavenly virtues, wakan or holy walking). gifted by Alight FromWithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Aho Relatives, sharing the sky with the rest. Smooth sailing in the winds, when love is used to begin, flush out that sin and bring it home a...gain. Let there be a house a home, where spiritual means more than a phone, it means that love will gain a fuge, a note in the holy hues. Love is the greatest tool. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in fresh air, for those who have lost the scope to journey fare/fair sails. Let's bring Brotherhood to all of the shores, then we will know exactly how to adore! Aho, aho, let's move the winds blow. Aho, Aho, let's find the sails, go. Aho, Aho, it's time to sing true, the magic of sailing comes out of the blue! (blue road of heavenly virtues, wakan or holy walking). gifted by Alight FromWithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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"



All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
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.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
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
(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
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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