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Saturday, January 25, 2014

Angels in the Sky, Angels on the Ground, Angels Making Sound

Deer, Dear, Sweet Hearts Listening to the Tears
Where angels sing today we rise up to bring in our hearts. We hold our hands together to form a holy arc. Bring us home to the moan, where our hearts sigh as ONE. We are the clan of the rainbow on the run. Tell everyone, it's time to come home. Tell everyone. It's time to bring us to the throne. God is loving and does care about every single word out there. And all those cries we hear at night, bring us home to the everlasting light. We are angels needing refuge. We are leaning in the winds. All our prayers sing to evening, to the stars that sing again. 

And when we rise up to greet the sun, the morning star wants us to won/one/hoop, all the sacred living seas, I tell you, you are my family. I bless you where you will go, to the after noon to ever know. Love is waiting for your hands. I can feel you understand. We are angels in the sky, bringing love to the oceans wide. And we spill our tears among those who are the rising suns. Let us bless each sacred field, all the stones upon the wheels. And we will know which way to go, into the heavenly afterglow.

Sending kisses in the air, all those blessings without fear. Love will wander catch this wave. Tell a story all to save. Let our hearts meet each aside (to help each child), to the thunder open wide. And our Mothers let us bow, to the story you always told. Gift your heart away today. Gift your blessings along and save. We are children upon this world. WE need everyone. Everyone to fulfill. Tell a story let me hear your cry. Tell the world, just what lies in your eyes. We want to hear your gospel soul. We want to know everything you grow. 

Kings Royal Path
Harvest on the rhine(little kings walking on the crust of the earth)/rind of time, where inside is sweetness sublime. I can hear your call for love. I can feel your family looking out for doves. And it's peaceful warriors true. We are sending blessings true (to you). We are sending love to you, standing in the heart of all we knew. Angels in the sky on the ground. We are everywhere we make sound. Send your blessings in the air. Send your love out there.  And when you feel lost and without hope, remember the holy sacred scope, send your love without a care, send your blessings if you dare. Fore we are angels in the sky. We are angels open wide. We are angels on the ground, over rolling hills with this sound.

Blessings make us abound.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums today, to gift to you a heartbeat true, to show you exactly what to say (the dew, clouds in the sky blowing open and wide, around the world return), Love will pave the way. Love will pave the day. Love will save our soles, forever grow, the soul within that shines and glows. We bow and pray. We list our waves. And White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today to bring in harmony all the waves, to you. Yes it's true. Love is part of you. Angels in the sky. Angels in the ground. Angels making sounds. Angels everywhere. I bow down.

The Path of the Stones
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Join us at 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 Dawning with the Suns
Next January 30, 2014
March 1, 2014
March 30, 2014
April 29, 2014
May 28, 2014
June 27, 2014
July 26, 2014
August  25, 2014
September 24,  2014
October 23, 2014
November 22, 2014
December 22, 2014

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. We have entered the Dawning (re/birthing). We start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014) has begun. 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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