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Friday, January 24, 2014

I Love You

Grandmother Walks on Stones image
I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's all the rule. It's all the clue. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's all about this sacred view.

Tell me true, loving you is all I need to do/dew. Tell me true, loving you is all I need to dew. It's up to me and you. I love you, boo poo pee dew. We are children running under this great sun. We are children longing to feel overwhelmed with love. We are looking for the sacredness of all the doves, peaceful warriors that stand up. I love you, boo poo pee dew.  I love you, oh yes I do. I love you. It's all in the knews. Heaven is coming home shining inside of you. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's the new wave coming on through.    

Listen children we are waking up all the SUNS. We are committing holocaust across the winds that bow. yet inside our silence comes, the wishing of the bells mightier than SUNS.  There the waves are making us walk over to the other daze, where our hearts put up this sacred maze/maize. We are children looking for love to find our waves. All those rainbow colors that will save, each a child of the rainbow daze. A dream phase.

We are driven to become the wild seas, where we are broken up into shards of light of divinity. And where we shatter, we become all this holy matters. And with this sublimeness we are the kisses that make us complete, the whispers of the wheat (breaking bread together).  I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's really true. I love you.

Where all the rushing waves come through. I love you. I love you. And when the sharing of the divine comes rushing through, I love you, boo poo pee dew. Sweetness come out of you. And with this soul divine, I know we must linger to chime. I must listen to you. I love you, oh yes I dew. I breathe this story for you. I send my love out to you. I receive your love too. I am greatness with a view. We are children of the same true, loving both me and you. We are loving both the same tree, the gospel flows free. And with this heart inside of me and you. I am blowing through this holy vision too. I am sending my love to you. I love you ............. boo poo pee dew, it's really true. We are moving home towards YOU/EWE/lambs of God, children of the sod, the Rainbow Clan.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. We love you, boo poo pee dew.

Grandmother Walks on Stones image
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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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