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Sunday, January 26, 2014

Long Time Ago Love Gifted Us Holy Treasure Troves

Image by Joe L
There is a time long ago in our hearts. Let us do our part. We are part of this holy ark. And sending forth my love along the waves. Heaven will save. Heaven will put us in a daze. Dreaming all the way. Take my hand and we will learn to be divine, always shine, together sublime. We are children longing to fear, without any cheer, let's put the nail near. Build a house for God. Build a house for the working clods. All that dirt will provide, the sacred rolling hills of our lives. Till that soil till it burns. Wash it out just like an urn. Tell the story of seasons deer. We are rolling near. We are born to grow within this fear.

Tell the souls we are moving cheers. Holy divine is sacred near. Touch my hands and we will be like Gods. Each a great spirit in the clouds. Talk divine deer. We will cheer within this fear. We will overcome and bring joy to everyone. Tell a story deer, be like the buffalo who are near. Taking a hand, to save a MAN. We are born to lead us through this thunder grieves us. Tell a story about waking in our hands. Feed us waters, vibrations that shout deers (on a great journey over rolling hills), it's the snake that brings the law of love. We are cheering in the clouds we are making it real loud. We are taken everyone down, when they don't understand the clown. Medicine in all we dew, we are warriors running true. We are humble in the dust, overcome we are the will................ of the musk. It's our duty that we run, under the sacred rolling sun. Every day we long to limber our hearts in this winter. And with sun is shining bright on the other side of sight, let us remember love is true, when we lean on the clues. Each other has a story to tell the true. Love is after you. Love is after you.

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Come on home everyday, let us lean on loving waves. Send us forth to heaven sent, where our hearts are down and bent. Kiss this sacred ground we walk. Let our voices dew the talk. And spiritual we will claim, all that is Rainbow Colors in the winds. It's time to realign, all that is sacred and vivid chimes, the songs of all those hills, each tune spills. And with this hand of God, each child is walking tall. Fearful of the whack of heaven sent us shock. And in this bitter truth, love is greater than the knews. Love will always find a way to tuck us under what we say. it's a voice it's a dream, it's a tale it's a beam. Sun Dancers come on home today. Show us just what you want to say. Love will keep you embraced.

White buffalo calf Woman sings today to bring you closer to your rays. And heaven sent you to be divine, the holy people learning to chime. All together harmony, Golden Rays of the legitimate seas, where all is part of the heavenly, the true blue inside of thee. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums with the birds singing on the tree. They tell a story of liberty, the way a song comes out to seek. And with this said today, they sing, the nest of local harmony brings, the wisdom of the sky it's thunder cry. We are locomotion wise. And with all we bid our cast, and send a blessing to the blast, furnace bright, sun dancers might, shine on through, beam your light on the news. We are children learning to claim, the royal home forever we have gained. And children of the Rainbow Clan we are near, because it's heavenly, we bow down to cheer. We kiss this world. We love you dear.

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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
January 30, 2014
Next  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!