12102013 Rainbow Colors Fly With Me: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Image by Nicole Swan Ministryoftheheart

Rainbow Colors fly with me, into the heart of the eternal seas. Where we share our hearts of men, to place our hands towards the thin (revealing). Let us find the soul within, where all is sanctioned to begin. Love lives in the winds.

Tell a story of long ago, when our hearts are pure as snow. Just in time to make amends to the sacred winds. Hold on tight and measure true, the hands of God lives inside of you. We are treasures each and everyone. Listen to the sacredness of the SUNS.

We are children learning to fly, inside of all the Rainbow Colors wide. It's a (rainbow) trail where our soul will fly, when we learn to walk holy and with pride. Stand on our soles today. Sing and dance and gift praise. We are on a journey you see. We are on a journey to bee (dream impossible dreams). We are on a journey to believe, visions come true. We are on a fact of life, where we breath in all this strife. And when we bow down to pray, LOVE is the HEALING RAYS.

When we start to find a sole, that walks holy and with solid gold, we find treasures everywhere. We find relatives who really care. It's time to sing out and praise this world. Times are changing and we are a herd (all together this time around, the third rolling hill in our evolution period). Think about all we have known thus far. We have travelled far. WE have learning about the Stars.

Come now, listen to the gentleness of the winds. You will hear more than just sin. You will hear the loving grace of those who prescribe, love is laughter all the while. Can you find a weekend to give? Can you find a smile to lift? Can you find some time to unwind, then all will be part of this shine. Take a hand and lift it to the sky. We will be there dancing in the wide. All that space in the heavenly domains. We will be there going insane (dancing wildly for you to bless you free without disease). 

Tell everyone we are moving this way, when the SUNS of MEN learn to play. We are leaning on the fight of the soul, to bring in solid gold, dreams of each child we will know. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to lift the hearts of everyone displayed. Gifts a handful of tables of the seas, just to hear the leaves. All my relatives, I bow with the SUNS. Each a child learning to run. Where the buffalo shine in the breeze, heaven returns to me, inside of the hearts of true leaves (relatives walking and talking on the blue road, who can receive).

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.

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

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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!

12022013 Ghost Dance With Me: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Inside of me, I feel the breeze, it's time to make us whole. There is a destiny for me, to join the circle sow bold. The lights divine just want to shine, inside this darkness that shores. And with the opening of all the doors, rays of lights we adore.

Let us believe the cosmic breeze is sheltering everyone. And if we sung to have a hung, a star that billows towards the north (great light, like noon, a light from within). Share all you dare, with all aware, to shine a heart sow true. Love is part of all that we dew, just to find the truth. Love is the law of the noose (embraced and healed, when you gift the chill, the voice on the circle who has not swelled, a warrior down who needs true nails or put us back together again, lean on me). 

We want to know, which way to go, just in the nick of time. If only we knew the shattered view, then we would dance all the time, to make love to the world who are blind. Sow dig your feet, upon this world and start to dance in the winds. We are standing near, inside our hearts with fear, to cleanse and purify this dank. It's time to come home clean and per chance, to have open arms, reach out and hold me tight. That's where my heart longs to feel. We are stapled to the sacred wheel.

Home, home on the range. Where the hills and the buffalo search. There are weeds among us all, just have to learn to lean on fall, bow down and look at the miracle inside, there is a flower that is bursting wide. Children everywhere, we need your heart to care. Pick up your feet and dance sow sweet. Send a prayer in your hearts to the winds. It's time to dew the Holy Ghost Walk a...gain (repeating the sweet kiss of love).

There we sow, just up to know, the grateful longing we feel. We want relatives true, to watch over you, to become the lightning glow. It's time to be perfect in the breeze, where prayers find their way, into the heart of those who shout, it's time to make this EARTH a PARADE. One who is loving all the waves.

Home, home on the range. Where the buffalo are standing on the stage. Dreaming a good life, without any strife. It's paradise along the stone trail. If only we all could learn to whale/wail/cry out/sing. There is a time inside where we want to hide, yet inside of us we want to sing. There is joy abound, when we make holy sound. Send the prayers, the dance in the winds. It's time to eliminate all of this SIN.

Tell all your Brothers and Sisters, let's get together today. Let us sing and dance, let it out like romance, invite your neighbors to dance. Join hymns and dreams and dine to sneeze, to push you over the edge. Then dance and sing, let it out and ring, to release all that suffering drudge. Love is the better weapon on my heart. 

Home, home on the range, where the lambs and the buffalo stage, a good ole fashioned show, where the girls and boys are real. And love is the famous hand that groves. We will be gifting away our devoted souls. Come dance and sing with me. Come dance and sing with you. Come dance and sing, remember it's spring, the rising sun inside of you. I know you are a Sun Dancer with a view. Bring that Holy Ghost out. Let it find the holy devoted smoke. The breath of life will siege, anything that needs to bleed, to say, LOVE is the only thing we really need. Love is the answer in the breeze.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the Holy Ghost Walk again. It's time to hold our eyes, to the sacredness of the skies, when the darkness speaks about the holy ones, those who are SACRED SUNS. Dance and sing with me today. Share your foods with everyone (who comes over, this is an in-house celebration/intimate with local circle). And when you lost your way, remember to be holy praised and start to dance and sing and before you even know, it will be flowing cosmic snow (pure beaming/illumination light from your heart). 

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and Around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the LAW of LOVE to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.

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

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!

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

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Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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

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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!