Peace to the Hoops of the Rainbow

Dance with me upon these seas. Heaven guide me through those hoops. Loving rainbow come to side to the shore where we long pride. Heaven shine into the lands..... bow down to stand. Listening the winds.  Heaven help me understand. Let me hold you closer to become Man, holy is the vow we take, to the simply heart when we make mistakes. I can feel peace in the windows of time. Would my Brothers mind? Would my Brothers chime? I listen to all the wings that flow, to the other side of the sacred rainbow and we feel it's sow, all the seeds want to know. Will you bow with me, on the circle of life? Will you shine in the seas to make us a true life? Will you become glorious suns? I wish for you to know this ONE/ness.

Tell me, I bow down with you. Share my heart I send many blessings for this knew waves that fly through. Mountain peaks, sun shines her sweet. And Rainbows claim, the royal fame. Diamonds glow to bring us troves, where treasures lie, upon our graves this time. Let us rise up from these ashes. Let our spirits fly high in the sky. Diamonds are forever we say, always we want a glorious rays. Sunshine find me in this world, where I can dream. Peace upon the hoops that beam.

Brother James on the hoops, hollering to make the smoke clues. Don't you see that dew, upon the Mountain View. Heaven sent that Angels too. I wish to shine upon this land, that's why we stand. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star holding the drum for us to run far, over the hills and valleys of the snow, the sweet growth. Love is the afterglow. White Buffalo Calf Woman singing today to gift the heart of your loving rays. Send chills up my spine, where heaven is binding, with the clouds. The rays sing out loud, the night sky treasures near, all those sacred pearls.
 
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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" 

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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

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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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

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”

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

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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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!

Morning Prayer, Hoops of the Universe and for the Winds

Sacred Song Blessings Morning Prayer 

As we rise up and sing to the world, we find our hearts are surprised at what is real. Can you taste all the music we feel each day?  Can we rise up to hear our own rays?  In the morning, when I rise to do my prayers. I can feel thee, the heart who lingers is rarely rare, but to see it true, to reflect the heart in you.  That's what I must have a place to do.

I come to you, to feel the beat in my heart.  I can say at first, it seemed such a spark, but then we lingered and really saw what's worth, but we failed to realize, how important God's love is heard.  And we walk away in silence, instead of prayer and golden highlands.  We are comparing the dream with thee.  I say really, do we really believe.  That we are humble, and know God is we are not willing to shout, our hearts out.  Our hearts devout.  

(drum, changed position from side to side, to down below, which hurt on the red road. I asked him to right himself with shifting back, harmony began again, the song did flow) 

Where we go, it's the rapid show. Time does bend near our hearts. I can feel, all that's real, when I'm down to bow. And my soul does rise up to shine like surprise, the rainbow does cling, to the shining begin.  And where I do rise, my heart is filled realized, that I love you. Heaven is really true. Beg with me, differences let it breeze. Help our souls, to know it's all the favored rainbow.  And when we kiss, there is a bliss, to shine within. And there we begin.  Our hearts lean towards the winds.

And where we flow the sacred rainbow.  We go towards you, and bestow.  There I know your name, gone to have such fame, but return do you, back to what is really true.  The heart does gleam a song you need each day in the winds, to show you where the heart compares. But if we are the place of heaven inside of thee, we climb the breeze, heaven's knees.  WE are blowing free.

Come share with me, when the morning star does shine true. I rise with you, to bring my day to blossom and bloom.  I know it's what we need each day, to bring us closer to the hearts rays. And then we reckon our souls, to make it overflow. For Love is here, it's really near, come feel our hearts in the winds.  And heavne begin, to blossom again, we know it's all worth. And if we shine, into the light, we gain the heart without plight, the red road brings cheer of heaven that is always near.

Sacred Song Blessings for the Hoops of the Universe

I bless you. I bless you.  I feel you. I feel you.  I am blue.  I am blue.  I am red. I am read. I am yellow, the stone of the fellow. I am blue cross over you and red greet my heart, the soul that imparts, the grains of sands in time, now come home to command.

I bless you, nine sacred directions true. I bless you, my heart is willing too.  I come towards you, to be the sacred tree. And I need you, for blossoms in the breeze.  I bless you, the place my soul does grow. I bless you, the lingering hold. I bless you, the divine sacred dew. I bless you, my heart is solid true.

Sacred Song Blessings for the Winds

There we rumble and roar, to know the loud snore, the place we cross over the babbling brook. And my heart literally finds comfort in the breeze, for sails are put up for the mighty seas, from me to thee.  I say, we are going home, to where lives the thrones, of the kingdoms of God, were are are not small, but shouts. We are humbled each one, to bring us nearer to the sun. And my story overflows, when I come home to your knows.

If we seek a place of wisdom, we know God is here to listen. to beat of my heart, and the location I did start. I am willing to become the mighty radiant sun, the place my heart does feel sacrilige, and my soul is exploding to create an unloading of what is impure, to what is dear, for all to know.  We are the sacred snow of winter, we wake up in the spring and summer we do blossom and bow in the breeze. And fall is what is grateful, for all the rewards we reap, to cultivate salvation, in taking care of what is late (even if the crop is late). 

We are forever going to heaven, to seek the land we are leavened.  And the days do bring us paradise, when we shine from within. And if we look out at the stables, we are here to make our labels, we are full of heaven's surprise each day.  The waking of a shadow, does make it all matter, the place we walk down hand in hand.  And there times when we are troubled, then embracing seems to double, as arms about from heaven you make literally. come share the knocks upon my knees.

There we go to the table, with certain stable manners, to bring in harmony that lasts eternally. And strife is measure we are able to dear our hearts we are able, to bring the path of salvation that lasts and lasts.  We can find worth at any table, as long as we are humble and able to bow down to the this earth that gifts us all it's girth.  And the soul reaps the harvest, the circle of life is graffic, but who else is willing to die for love? And we are going home now, to bring it into the loom pow, the place we walk and talk the sacred way. 

There we find the fable, the story with the label, that rings in our hearts so true.  If we go looking for the dream world and make it all real worth, then you will know discomforts on any path. But love always guides us home to be stable, to be the perfect label, to bring us home, together, in a sacred time, the rolling hills of love, that shine.

June 29, 2011

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. 

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream)
 Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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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!