12252013 Hallow It Be Thy Name: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Hallow it be thy name (a great name written on your book of life within you), glory to unto all without shame (through all your trials and tribulations). Holy is the walk we share (forgiveness), all the gifts to become aware. Love is the answer and we care. Come all yee faithful, SUNS of this mighty ONE/ness. We are the children of the sacred living rungs (stepping stones of lessons and treasures). Every step we take today, leaning on love, means we are the answer to all the sacred doves (the hands of peace). We are flying across the skies to tell our relatives wide, that it's a holy ghost within them, that they need to learn to coast. Where is the place they seek, but inside of their hearts. We are the divine that shines, the hallow place of thine. Gift me a rainbow, seeking out love. I know you are my treasure, speaking of doves. Peaceful you venture into my heart. I know you are the merry making parts. You are a peaceful garden of paradise waiting for me. I am sitting in a manger (hay/hey, brotherhood, wheat/bread/coin) along with relatives of the sea (envisioning gallantly). And all our dreams together, I am looking forwards to our liberty. Heaven on earth take your hands and help me to become free, with all my relativity.

There is a holy day together, that shares the words of God. The voice inside this manger, the place we hold our clouds (orbs/suns/crystalline stones of light). And inside of this rhythm my heart sings out praise. The Lord of my comfort is the ONE who chooses my rays. I am willing to serve you, my Brother my Friend (the sole without, earthly lessons of strife). I am willing to help you out in the end. I willing to help this world, to find such true meaning of life, when we are together and love is this holy wife (the soul within, heavenly forgiving our sins). Seek comfort in the magic where the heart is the soul. And heaven is the venture out where you seek the gold (your great dream). And all the women are laughing, tears of comfort and joy, bring us closer to the heartbeat, we are singing, such great noise.

A tree of many colors, sits in the corner to share. And presents for the faithful, who want to truly care. Yet in our hearts we seek out, not understanding all our shame (much forgiveness is needed). We put it away to tell the world, that has to be a k/new way. How can we find this rainbow, when love does not understand, the meaning of this Christmas, when man must choose man (love each other)? And we must become Brothers (on the red road of light and intelligence news)? We must embrace our Sisters too (on the blue road of sound and heart knews)?  Who need a house to lean on, the warriors who are blue/blew (heavenly true, royal two/twins/soul-sole)! Sing joy, sing faithful, sing righteous in the winds. And all the Children of Heaven (eternal soul family together on the rainbow trail) will bow down and sing. And we will be together. We will share our hearts. When the sun does rise each day and when the sun does set. We will be together. We will share our songs in the winds. We will gift praise, for every single thing. And when the trees are lit up, with clouds that embrace each day, let suns of gentlemen, show the righteous waves. We are relatives all the way.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to tell you how much you are the sunshine of heaven on her daze (the blue road is represented by female, heart, sound, darkness, echo and mores/virtues of the heart). And when we sing together, I hear your souls flying by/e to tell me you are grateful in your sacred eyes. Heaven has a hold of you, the heart beat that is sung. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star sets the running suns (I can hear the guns go bang for the race and we are off). And with this dance of heaven, lands smack upon this world, to gift the hands of virtue, the beat of the loving hood. We are together. We are together. We are together to set our hearts alive. And with each holiday, let us learn to praise, to gift each day, such loving rays, to sing upon the seasons we dew/do chime, when we sing all in line/aligned.

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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 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

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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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!

12202013 Come Sail Over the Rainbow: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Come sail over the rainbow. Come sail over the seas. Come sail over the sideboards (jump down), to be close to me. There is a winning celebration that shines in the seas. We are together to know of the greatness inside of this holy ark. Come sail. Come sail. Come sail over the seas. Come sail. Come sail. Come sail over the sea.

Listen to the hard winds blow, where distance is a call in the winds. Distance is a local memory of how it used to be that dream. Yet distance is tomorrow the is yet project. And with this said, Today family come home, to rescues our relatives. There we sail in the breeze, listening to when you come home to me. Come sail over the seas, over the rainbow and back to me. Come sail over the seas, then heaven will shine her rays inside of the leaves. 

We are children listening to the world. We are together to make our hearts complete. We are all withholding to keep you close at hand, because we want to shelter each living sacred stand. We understand, children need more hands. We don't have to make amends for all our wrongs, we just have to make it right, each breath of our life. Show tender compassion for loving waves of the seas. Inside a glowing heartbeat of the shoulder that longs to cry. Tears of joy and happiness. Tears of joy and pain, just because we suffer for love to always gain. We gift our hearts, to all the sacred parts. We sail over the rainbow true, to bee beside you. We long to share the heart of the whale (songs). 

Come sail. Come sail. Come sail over the seas. Greatness find it in me. Greatness find it in all the leaves. Greatness come sail in the seas, where rainbows wipe out every single enemy. Love will set us free. Love will set us free. No more enemies. All will beckon harmony. We shall sail the breeze, inside aligned (peaceful) and free.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, to hear the sacred waves. All the relatives scream, where is the cosmic cream? And when we shimmy and shake, will we pick up the rake? I think we need time to sow, to plant root and grow, inside this cosmic stone, flowing rainbows for each one. I bless you, all the waves through!

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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 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

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

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!

12092013 The Sacred Cry Wields : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Listen to the waters in the sin (lessons to overcome). All of us want to walk on in. Yet in our hearts we don’t know which way. Could we turn here and watch a grand parade. Living is worth all we praise. Let us begin in a holy maze.  All together in a row. We are sacred feathers that blow. Hold our hands in time you see, it’s a magnificent breeze. And all those lessons need our knees (in prayer, bowing down with humility).

Tell all the soldiers, we are mighty men. Tell all the warriors we are gaining with the sins. All those lessons, we can overcome. We can learn about the sacred roaming urn. Light your fire, blazing trail of diamonds. Everyone, together we share our heartbeat. Hold us to the hands of time. Let us long to feel the sacred wine (tears of joy).

If we could learn about a field. Everyone is laughing around the wheel. Blessing sacred space. Moving inside of this place. We are glorious rays in divinity. Glory bee, settle in our hearts dis-ease. How to overcome, now child, listen to the guns. You are blazing a trail, you might as well *blail/flail/cry out/wail/stormy tale. 

Listen to the story that you tell. It’s a story about your sacred whale. All you sing inside of thee, hold me close eternity. Tell me true it’s about you and me, we are part of this sacred tree. There we bee, one dream. We are landing in this cream (torrentials of cosmic snow, shooting star storm). The milky way, full and happiness is display. All that milk and honey of our dreams, when we bless the fields and seams. WE will read everyone, a tail/tale, a dream.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Elders of the Rainbow Clan. We bow with fire and water to bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams. Together we are children of man who is learning to be kind. And through sacred blessings, a field cleansed, is a happy field, where stories turn into dreams. Brotherhood beams on the hoops of life.

*Gaelic blàr, meaning "plain" and "field" pronounced blare.. Edge of Blale, Blair, Blaire, Blayr and Blayre.

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All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the hopes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN. Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow display. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow).

Image: white buffalo, the prayer cloth of many colors.

Beloved Grandfather Weisser Büffel, thought of you when posting this image for this song http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12052013-spiritual-warriors-of-earth.html and might as well add http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12062013-spiritual-warriors-of-heaven.html. Will talk soon, Aho (may your spirit fly) over the rainbow glare, to where we are aware.

Love and blessings and kisses and hugs to all my Grandfathers (white/star child) who dare, to shine like a light in the night air. your devoted grandchild, White Buffalo Calf Woman shares, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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  WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman Relatives, Thunder Raging sings how to lean on LOVE. Violet child (buffalo robe: violet, aqua, magenta, gray), Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy https://plus.google.com/u/0/115047035668617145037/posts/LV8ErGM6t5S A note, when we often speak about "HIM", we are referring to Great Spirit Father. A Great Spirit Father rainbow color is red-violet. Violet children like Thunder Raging follow wise counsel from Great Spirit Father along with the evolutionary phase we depart. We all adore Great Spirit Fathers and marvel at their power, yet we must remember and recognize Great Spirit Mother who leads all the indigo children, the perfect soul warrior who is often lost upon the world of fools (medicine tools). I bow down to Great Mother and Great Father who are wise, sharing, leading, promoting our well being to become wise little children of the Rainbow Clan. Enjoy the Sacred Song Blessings our beloved Thunder Raging sings. your devoted, White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child (buffalo robe: crystal, yellow, green, gray), alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

  

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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.

Image of many streaming fields by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal 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

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

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!