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Monday, January 13, 2014

We LOVE You!

Let there be sunshine from your heart. Let us gather together to form an arc. Let us bind to the souls which live within. It's time to clean up this sin. We are forming friendships everyday, to heal all we say forth on the waves. We are helping everyone, because it's heaven on the run. When we do not show our face, then we have not learned about true grace, where you are perfect sun inside, the place we seldom lack a pride. And when we falter and diffuse, without even hearing a word, then we know you need to cry, to let it out, the soul inside. 

Children songs are sung everywhere. Let your heart beat out and care, about all the shelters and little ones, the plants and animals and even the SUN. When we share all the stones, we are understand the loom. Together weaved into time. It's a perfect shelter to have pure wives. And with this note, feel satisfied, that together the soul did survive. And with this sole you walk today, let me say, it's time to play/praise. 

Get on your feet and dance the jig. Get on our knees and ask to forgive. Get on your shoulders and lean on me. I will be there to comfort thee. And when we seem lost and forgotten under the guns, all those lost and shattered homes, let me find a realize, the place where love goes to hide. And with four directions a view is formed, the deep dark tundra of the south is known. We will find a place to build, where heaven knows the famous words. We love you. We love you. Oh yes we dew. We love you. We love you, through and through. We love you. We love you, forever the view. We love you. We love you, yest I choose.

Forever be the kindness of praise. Forever shine to heal and save. Forever I will bless your home, the throne of God inside of your home. And when we share our shining views, let the tales belong to the view, of the ONENESS that's gone insane, just in time to feel the wane/bow/wave. We are different each and everyone, yet inside we are famous suns. We are children learning to rise, up, up, up to touch the skies. Tell my friends everywhere, soon we will be relatives too, when you open your sacred heart, you will find your holy part. You are a wonderful sight to God, the voice within shows the sins and does not care to win, yet inside where mercy hides, there is a wonderful thing, a soul learning to care about the waning/bowing heart that presides. And with love, no need for mercy to like this path, instead we find salvation will take the last (place, all waves, ending that touches a k/new beginning, a humble view down the rainbow trail, sublimation or from lesson to treasure instantly). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the sacred rings. For all the jubilant acts that come to smack/lessons that heal. And inside our heads when we realize, that heaven sent us here/hear to get wise. Thank you blessings that cherish me. Thank you for family across the leaves/relatives. Thank you for all you dew, each and everyone. We are linked together to share the sacred ax, where we slice the rack. One for you. One for you. One for you too. One for you. One for you. One for you three. One for you. One for you. One for you four. There we did the run around the merry go rings. Love is near. Love is near. I can hear you. Love is paired all with gears, to make the swear/swerve. And with this dance and this song, I do claim, I will serve this magical kingdom to bring to fame (third yellow rolling hill in time, the dawning). Let us all learn to remove this terrible shame. Let us learn to forgive this sacred urn. This holy place we need to taste to proclaim, "I love you". "Forever is the view". "I love you".

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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! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings.