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Sunday, January 26, 2014

Long Time Ago Love Gifted Us Holy Treasure Troves

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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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Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org. Please help sponsor the Elders and Warriors continue service through Angel Services and the Great Give-a-way. We bless you through and through. Angels working to help you locally and around the world.

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!

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.

Gifted byAlightfromwithin.org. Please help sponsor the Elders and Warriors continue service through Angel Services and the Great Give-a-way. We bless you through and through. Angels working to help you locally and around the world.


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!

Thursday, December 19, 2013

12192013 Treasures Everywhere: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Gems and diamonds flow in my heart. Today is a dream where we are a part. Sacred and true inside of the blue. There is a SUN that shines me over you (protecting you, and following the rainbow within you, as a holy ark through). Listen to the shelter to the winds of time that shine in thee. All the little children just want to dance in the seas. We are all together. We are part of the we...eee. We are all sun dancers shining to set us free. It's gems in the sea. All as brilliant to BEE, such a great dream.

Where there is a heaven, bind our souls to the wind. Take it on forever it's true and blue again. We are sharing sunshine, take it all the waves. Tell my relatives truly, love is hear to stay. Listen to the Rainbow, the Clan that shines each day. Listen to the stories, that blow in the winds. Listen to the heartache, the sharing that you dew. We are part of what we want, the sacred living clues. We are there forever it's the light that lifts in you.

Tell me true, the hands of God live in you. Hands of blue, we are shining in the view. Hands of blue, we are tender to the touch. We are learning how to be respectful to the dust. It's all so sacred. It's all sow rich, the many splendid treasures, the diamonds in the winds. And with this cosmic dust storm, there blossoms such a great show. We are living strangers helping everyone to glow. We are tender to the needs of the sacred living show, the permeation of living. The permeation of stones. And with each buried treasures, we share it all to foam (crashing waves upon the shore). There we learn how to adore (lean on me). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman singing in the winds, hearing all the heartache and loving waking bends. There we will be together, tears of joy overflow. We will be together, to know of the after glow. We will shine truly the heart inside a Rainbow. We will know that we have been promised, that love will rule the land. Just as we are MAN.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org, the place of heaven where the shining lights do wind. We bring peace upon this land, love is greater here we stand. It's a time of hope and dreaming grope to live harmoniously. Love is in the breeze. Love is over seas. Love is on the plains and hills, the weather chills, the sunny heat of the morning dew, love flies to you, one heart beat at a time. All together we will CHIME. 

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 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”


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!

Thursday, November 28, 2013

11282013 Bless the Hardships I Know: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

There is a hardship in the air, when everyone just wants to care, yet outside where we lie, our hearts want to preside over things we cannot overcome, until we learn to become loyal SUNS. Then we go........... for that great ride. Where we sail over the river that seems wide. First look ahead, flow............ then pick up and row........ towards the river that leads from down below, that swivels back to and fro. There you will find a worshipping hoe (a faithful servant who serves others), one who just dug down deep below (to know your needs). A seed was planted near, to watch the sacred cheer, the fields and the diamonds we sown, there a garden of women with horns (who call out for justice with heavenly tones, it's smoking horns, blasting ray guns or laser light beams radiate from their hearts, love at all cost). 

Heaven will step on each child (grab hold), because we don't want the river to grow wild, instead we tame the beast (gift lessons) and show how bitter sweet (to become treasures, jewels from heaven), the child within just wants to know love, a place to call home and share the rows (aligned and harmonic). Home, home on the range, where all the lands come to stand and save. The hardships we endured, kept us sharpened and aware, conceived in the dead of the night (dreaming), silence that can hear all of it's plights. Forgive, that's what is said. Yet how can I forgive what was said? I have to let go and gift (a) compassionate show of many sacred rivers flow as ONE, then I will forgive all that was stead (time stood for).
A cross represents a crystalline stone!

There where the hardships I know, I will bless them with fire and watch the glow. And when I am done, I will cast it into the SUN, where the Stars of Heaven will burn it to glows, embers with Stars full of Stones (crystalline beings of light, each child in/sight). We will continue to bless, until we can forgive each sacred sun, each child in the world, each rock, cliff, animal, each herd/heard. All the voices we predict that need a holy kick, to tell the world about LOVE, the law that sought and burned. It's heavenly thrones that will set you free, all the true blue settlements we thought we knew. It's time to shelter my/our soul/s, to break each rock we roll (escaping light), to shine out, to dine out (cast out the shadow), to bring them home to the view, where it's hardships we carry together, that's true (helping each other). 

Roll and roll on those hills, where we have buried our bones (the past). Set down from within, the sacred sun forgives each sin, to rise up, cast a shadow (from within) full of light, a life proud to smile twice. Once on the road up. Once on the road down. There I hear the whooshing of the to and fro, I glow, the dreaming of the RAINBOW, just showed me the way/waves to go. And all I can do/dew to be faithful is to share my hands with you. We are loving. We are settling, around the circle to care. We want to hear your voice, to know you care. No matter how unsettled, disturbed to the n'th degree, the hardships you sweltered, needs loving roots to grow. And if we tried to hold on, then love did take root. Forgive those who could not let go and fly free with me in the groves (upon the winds of time, there lies many trees tumbling freely).

Home, home on the range, where the lion (sunshine from within beaming from sacred nine streams) and the buffalo (four directions) tamed, all the people who lost sight, what a glorious right, it is to breathe upon this sacred holy land, the place we stand to make amends. I (we, all the eyes who) stand for unity upon this land, for everyone is welcome to speak at the circle with spiritual cares, the world needs love to be aware.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, to help heel the world at it's needs in the spring (uprising of the Lords/Suns, each child who is prestige's in God, the voice is heard for the whole clan). Take hands together bind, the sacred HOOPS will help all bind, for it's six flowing rivers that flow from you, the center of the sacred knews, the soul that wants to take flight, with envisioning dreaming sight, the places of superior men and women who are hens (directional weavers). And together the worship will be, how to bind us, us all, FREE. Let the ONENESS of MAN learn to understand.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and Around the World

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us

in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
  
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”


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
My computer is protected

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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