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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!

Sunday, December 15, 2013

12152013 Honoring Our Great Spirit Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

A Perfect Field, nine streams and four directions!

Inside a field, everything is wield. And our souls are birthed, to kiss this sacred world. And tender is her heart, Great Spirit Mother the holy ark/arc. She will bow down for your love, never say no, most likely save your hood. Take control of your state and send angels to clean up your plate. Yet she often is misunderstood. She always blesses like she should, but often doesn't realize your pain, because she didn't know of your blame. Great Spirit Mother loves all wind, all the children even the sins. She will birth the lights free, with perfect harmony, when she sends forth the angels to set your free. She needs you to cleanse your plate please. Give blessings everyday, to all the Angels that pass your way/waves. And then she will feel the toes, all the children learning to grow. She won't have to feel such pain, because you finally learned to clean. Clean up your heart today. Send love a breeze away. Send prayers to all the fields. Nine rolling rivers of wheels (sacred nine streams). And with four directions beam inside of me (four holy beams), the sacred stone, the Star of David (crystalline stone, six faces of the stone/box/center/oyate) set me free. I am a crystalline being of light. We can change over night. We can learn to shine free, when we start with family (relativity, all my relatives, we are connected together).

Reach out, all those fields, everything you touch think is real, is your family, all relativity, the spaces we share. We are connected to this fabric of space. We are tethered together in such a magical wave. We are sun and the moon, the streams and the fields. WE are the heart that sings and moves like the hills. We are story of the true, flowing past next to you. It's blue river. It's a red road. It's a yellow story. It's all told about the gold. It's a white dynasty (stars afar making a home), kings of men come home. We are all streaming together to blend our cause, to love each other, receive the whether and shake that diamond free, let everyone look and sea, inside of your heart is blessed, when you pray with liberty. Cleanse your fields, walk with the heels, where you want to heal the world, the sake of planet Earth, the place of Great Mother's girth. She holds you deep inside the darkness, a light is a fountain, a candle in the rough/ruff/warrior true/alightfromwithin. She will hold this light tearfully, until you learn to bold/scold/prescribe/help each other. It's true blue she wants. Her heart is broken up. Show respect to her everyday, all the Great Spirit Mother wants is her praise.*

*((Great Spirit Mother wants is her praise: showing respectful behavior towards each other as Relative fields and towards her. She is broken hearted and doesn't like to be discarded, when she saved the day and when you were in trouble. And often when you call Great Father (red-violet child), it's Great Mother (red-indigo child) who shows up to deal with the children of the Stars, the indigo (perfect stone soul) warriors who can vision in the dark. All indigo children follow her, as Great Spirit Mothers begin to be honored and revered in the third phase of evolution the yellow rolling hill in time)).

Times are changing and waking to the confusion helps us all fetter (chained to our feet on the red road, root and grow branches) together everyday. Live and learn how to sustain wisdom, to bring in rolling hills of thunder. It's a watching and a rolling all the way. It's a watching and a painting on display. Gifting the heart of Great Mother, the Great Spirit who watches over us. As we change through the tides of salvation, she has always been near to touch. And now times are gifting us a savior, the soul within that needs to purify. Let blessings teach each child to roll over. Let blessings hang onto the rise. With each morning remember she stood there, by every dream you dared. And with each evening, she did remember to help you say your prayers. Waking up to her GRANDNESS, the GREAT SPIRIT MOTHER who needs me (all the leaves, relatives on the great tree of life), "I will comfort and treat them, all as family". Even the rocks and the chipmunks. Even the flying trees. Even the solder(unite or make whole by solder, to bring into and restore to firm union, often using lead/gray/dreamfields sewn/fabricated together or tin/crystalline structure allowing light to flow through)/sauder(variant sauter, shoe maker -how shall I honor/place/compete/run my feet on the sands of time-, to sew the hide -suere ‘to sew’ four directions of rainbow colors or the buffalo robe where a spiritual being houses the soul, here is the conduit others travel through, the house of the righteous and true blue. We become like holy arks, helping others find their way and passage through on their great journey, thus we serve as relatives on the vast sea of life-. salter -zout 'salt' our teary eyes, these are crystalline stones of the seas, envisioning free, sowing the holy foot steps eternally-) grandizement (stars, bursting light from within, bowing to the deep blue seas), we are family. And when we travel to the distance, help find a relative who we can cleave, to always be together and family, no more alone, always together on the phone (prayers in the winds).

I bow down Great Mother Spirit. I gift my heart away. I will tell all the children, we need more cosmic praise. And with this summation, let all the children arise, to becoming the proper salvation, the stones of sacred eyes. And with this healing vibration. With this property right. I say, it's all together. We are family, let us ride. Sharing with all my Brothers. Sharing with my Sisters too. Sharing with the old ones, who need the cosmic flew. And when it's said and done now, the children will be drifting off to dreams, and with it a new day rising, taking off to make it complete. I send my love to every single field. I send my love to all the relatives wheels. I send my love to Great Spirit Mother who teaches me, that inside, I am a GREAT SPIRIT waiting to become FREE (birthing of inner light at the deep well of stones).

A shooting star (white streaming right), make a whish/wish!

White Buffalo Calf Woman singing in the winds, to help everyone understand, Great Mother needs healing in the winds. She is feeling lonely, just as the children find confused, instead of walking together, they walk in lonely paths unread (stories untold). Share your stories on the hoops and rings. All the stories that weep out and bring, flowing rivers running pure and dry, for the seasons, the wheels of our eyes. It's a birthing field. Let me cleanse and seal. Hold my hands today and we will all learn to praise. Great Spirit Mother we love you true. And with everything you dew, you show us how to bee (impossible dreams come) true, always sending your love to all the ewes/lambs of God (the utterance of the spiritual voice over the sound waves/ping/echo/validate, the repeated state, we hear you).

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Image: Buffalo herd chased by Wolf.

All my Relatives, Wolves are Warrior Relatives who will heel/heal. Seeking after the tail/tale. On the red road of streaming cosmic dance trails. The holy Buffalo Run, across the tundra sun, with prayer cloths on each and everyone. We are the Buffalo Suns.
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, iyeshka or interpreter, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy.

To read more about Brother Wolf take a look at this blog post. http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html

Excerpt from this article below regarding "All our Relatives", spacial fields in relativity effecting/affecting each other is the spacial rule. Love is law, that's the great knews. http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.ca/2012/08/mitakuye-oyasin-all-my-relatives.html

The Prayer

Aho Mitakuye Oyasin....All my relations. I honor you in this circle of life with me today. I am grateful for this opportunity to acknowledge you in this prayer....

To the Creator, for the ultimate gift of life, I thank you. To the mineral nation that has built and maintained my bones and all foundations of life experience, I thank you. To the plant nation that sustains my organs and body and gives me healing herbs for sickness, I thank you. To the animal nation that feeds me from your own flesh and offers your loyal companionship in this walk of life, I thank you. To the human nation that shares my path as a soul upon the sacred wheel of Earthly life, I thank you. To the Spirit nation that guides me invisibly through the ups and downs of life and for carrying the torch of light through the Ages, I thank you. To the Four Winds of Change and Growth, I thank you. You are all my relations, my relatives, without whom I would not live. We are in the circle of life together, co-existing, co-dependent, co-creating our destiny. One, not more important than the other. One nation evolving from the other and yet each dependent upon the one above and the one below. All of us a part of the Great Mystery. Thank you for this Life. I Bow! (author unknown)

References Thank you http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitakuye_Oyasin

Mitakuye Oyasin means we are all related.

This is the lifeblood of our existence.

I can not exist without you.

I can not exist without the Spirit World.

I can not be without the Great Pulse

We are all related.

We are all connected.

The Healing Drum by BlackWolf Jones and Gina Jones. External link, Thank you Relatives. http://www.trailtribes.org/pierre/all-my-relations.htm

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us

in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)

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. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). 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”

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Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!

Friday, November 29, 2013

11292013 Angels in the Trees: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Sing high above where there are Angel Eyes, the view of condemning (to express strong disapproval of our sins by official order says) love. It's true and blue, those who long to judge you (like parents guiding the young), because it's loving hands that imbue, to turn you around to know the Sioux (the constant heartbeat along the red road, where the law is love). And the grass is greener upon the lands, where the spiritual takes heed and understands (treasures appear when the rocks are overturned, the sticks show the way, relatives who are willing to save).

We are children longing to feel, the sensation of all the rolling wheels. And just because we don't understand, doesn't mean we don't love MAN. It means we must care about all the lands, including the heart of a Man. We are children longing to feel, the waking of our Fathers who sowed the wheel. He took us by the hands and led us to this forsaken land, now he must bow down (kneels, come down to where the child stands) with the wheel, to recover and make the lands heal.

Everywhere we long to feel, the sacred eyes of home land steels (sky scrapers), the strength of mighty forests and winds, that bring us home to every sin. And when we don't seem to understand, let us take the time to heal and bind. One more story, let me know your pace. Let me know which is your fountain of youth. I know you have many powers today, yet most of all it's LOVE that paves the waves. You and me, stir the trees. You and me, shine forever free, when we change our looking out and move inside to the stout, where my heart aligns withe breeze, my soul will roll, one more step, then I will find the rainbow.

Singing high in the trees, I can feel the winds aligning in me. I can feel the sacred path, my spirit is longing to last, then we should guide others to what we need to know, the written, the fabulous show, the dream that is full of steam, to sparkle and beam. It's true you know, the Angels care sow, to plant the seeds of love every day. To gift a better truer way. To be holy and be true, when others really could use you. To help the traveller in need. To help the children when they bleed. And when all else is dead and gone, remember Woman who suffered from all this sin, help her with her daily bread, the loaves we read, the speaker of the house, that prayers were heard. We send love to all that is said.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, for all the Relatives on the waves. Riding the famous sky, the helium that takes us by surprise. The levitation skills that make us live for real. And times will share indeed, because we are learning to grieve, together it's the way, no need to bow down and shy away. It's hands together. Lands together. It's ONENESS rules above the show. Heaven on Earth knows all the glows/stones.

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New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM

New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)

Image of many fields streaming by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, 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. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). 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”

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Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Prayer Date: 10232013 Stand In

Here we land upon the land, hear we land upon the land. All my Relatives we are banded, all together now, it's a "Stand In".

Hoops abound, making sound. We are part of this magical cloud. And inside where we hide, it's a miracle a soul within that longs to sigh. Sing a melody, bring in harmony. Sing in loving traits of the wind. Come on out again, bringing whole to the winds. We are going to the place of the place the place of the place of understand..........ing. We are making us banding. We are comforting our soul stand in, that's where we make our song sing loud. Cry out and blessings make our eyes shout. We are moving forwards to the living winds.

Come be a comfort to all the children in the world. Come be a comfort to bring in all that lives in the wind. There is a place inside where we are making it a ride. We are moving inside where our soul comes alive. Sing praise to the world, there is comfort in what we spill, the tears of all we feel. It's love that is real.

When we come to laughter and the gay, singing praise of miracles on the way. We are sow happy, we could bust, inside our sacred living chest. And there the breath of life contains the seeking of the talking table that wanes. Let us bow to the winds again, in the circles and the hoops to begin. All my relatives where have you been. I am singing to all in the wind. There is a day when we shine a new, bringing hope into me and into you. where we share our hearts that sing, because we are in love with everything.

We bless you where you walk today. We bless you where you talk this wave. We bless you as you ride the skies. WE bless nine open streams running wild. We bless the four seasons of time. We bless all making it rhyme. We bless the whole and the nest. We bless the children who are best. We bless the worst in everything, to make it solemn and to bring, there is faith left in you child. Just lean on me and smile awhile. I will always hold your hands. We will always be there to stand. We will take you and lead you home, inside of heavenly thorns.

And the sky is leading you in grace. Oh how open in the race. I spend my life sharing you, inside of heaven, come to the k/news. We are children of the world. We are making it a wholesome world. We are changing. We are making... Love is not forsaken. It's the waking rake that crops our fields. It's love that makes the wheel. I say to you. We are children of the blue. We say to you, all our love is coming through. Elders everywhere, bow down and really care. We are walking together in hands, helping everyone understand.

Blessings in the winds. Blessings in the sky. Blessings as you walk. Blessings as you talk. blessings in the fields. blessings in the rings. blessings in all the stings. Blessings to everything.

Blessings to our eyes. Blessings to overcome despise. Blessings to you and me. Blessings to the sacred seas. Blessings to the soul, that makes everything buried gold. Blessings to the gold that helps us find our soles. Dream with me today. Dream with Elders who display. Love is on it's waves. Love is on it's daze. Dream with me, I wake with you. Dream with us, we take this view. Love is the answer, just pull down this star, all your wishes, I bless them to fall. Bow down rainbow, stars gleam from heaven, down to earth, I shatter, to bring forth what matters. I bless the whole race. I bless the human taste. We bless you in the deep and all that we think is steep.

Inside the river gorge, we send you some more, the sage and the wane (humble heart), the bowing of disdain (those who do not understand blessings). And when we demand this causeway, the longing of the waterfall, where inside the flowing river rages forth to call out our names. And with this I tell you truly, I will gift you all you show me. I will gain some perspective to share my dreams with you. I bless all you dew. We bless all you share. Circle and hoops everywhere, love is the angels that care.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star our Father Red Hand drums, for all our Relatives on the Hoops. WE love you.

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New moon November 3, 2013 05:49:32 AM

New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM

New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)

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”

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

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