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Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Heaven Come to Hold Me Close, Mother You are the Most

Thank you for all you dew, inside the sacred view. Heaven sent us all to come down to worship (behold, revere) every cloud (sun, crystalline stone). We are sent to love this world, to praise and to fill. We are sent to love this world. Don't you feel the wonder all fulfilled. Let us pray for our Mothers, our Fathers who need us too. We are learning to love everyone in the view.  Thank you for what you do.

We have been sent to love this world. And Mothers and Fathers they need help too. Won't you come on in, to where your heart needs no sin. Won't you come on in to where we are longing for songing again. We are cherished in the world. Each and everyday we are the herd/heard. And with this said, my love is passed on. Mother, Father, you are a sacred sound.  Let us learn from you, in all you dew. Let us learn from you, how to love this view. And when you are lost, let your child come in at all cost. And gift them love to show them how to overcome. It's time for us to bee on the run, over waves of sunny locations in the ONE. Inside of our hearts everywhere, we are learning to share. Tell the world, we must bow down, to show our Parents we need their clouds. Just in time to wake them up. We are sacred and drink from this cup. All together love flows. We are part of the Rainbow. And with this knowledge, our tears fill this world. Let pure river run free, to know of our locality. 

Tell all the soldiers come home. It's time to hear your sacred horns. Cry out and spill your tears today, to heal all of Mother's rays. She needs you most, the sacred toast, when her heart lights up inside, to heal the Brother's wide/window. Let us vision pure delight, where heaven sent us with might. Let us shine forever true, with the heart of me and you. And when forever rises forth, let us learn about the torts, the very lessons we abhor, yet it opens every door. Let us bow to heavenly, where virtues come to bee inside of me. Let our dreams come to fruition on the leaves (relatives on the book of life). And when we share our hearts and dew/do our part, happiness cleaves to all the treasured leaves. I bow to you. How can I serve you through. Mother Deer shine in me. Let my soul capture thee. Let me hold you close, to bring Father the toast, all the buffaloes will run, into the SUNS, all together we are ONE. Heaven sent us to embrace every single sun (sun dancers, everyone, everything). Let us share this worth. Heaven has a curse, to be lifted with my love, to share with all the sacred doves. And I release my pain, to be subordinate to gain, the fruition of Great Mothers everywhere. Let there be sovereignty. Let there we heavenly. Let our souls fight for love to cherish all this stuff. And dreamers open your eyes. Heaven has shared our dreams in the night. Let us show the world true, that it came from me and you.

I bow down to all my Parents (Rainbow Mothers and Golden Fathers) around the world. I bow down to the Great Spirit Mother who fulfills. I bow down to the Great Spirit Father who knows best, each soul has a sacred kiss. And with this sovereign act we bring, let heaven always know her sing. Happiness come to your heart and walk with me to form this holy arc (the Rainbow Clan).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in the light to everything. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star shows the world about the sacred arts/arcs. And we are comforted by your love. Choosing love over hate. Above the doves (flying high in the sky), peaceful warriors who are true, bow down with me and you. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy will sea us through.

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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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