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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!

Monday, November 25, 2013

11252013 There Once Was a Dream Full of Streams: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

There once was a dream, where all gifted steam, the breath of life that gifted me, where I could run over rolling hills, where I could run and be free with all of the streams.

My heart folds to rock (tip toe) and bow (to and fro), to know the fields and the rows. All the dreaming has a way of define, the greatest passion of mine. Shine free over the leaves (relatives) barren and shaken below. And down where we look below, the planted seeds will grow, to make love to the world we adore.

Send loving rays into the daze, where rivers flow abundantly. And when we share the mountains and hills, we find the snow capped mountains a thrill. To and fro, washing to glow, cleansing the world of it's scourge. And if we feel the marvellous wheel, we would find the healing that kneels. We would find the world come to steel (hard are rocks, strength of the mighty pillars of heaven).

There I flow where the waters know, which way to drop from the sky. All the tears within my face of sin I forgive and let it all go. I forgive and wash myself to glow. Inside of me, where my soul is setting free, the many tremulous feats. I ask the hill, watch over me real. I need a hand of God, to kneel down and to bow.

The beaming love that comes from doves the peaceful heart of the wane (bow sustained). Let us learn about the bow, like the sun crowds us to show that love is real, wandering near and watching us grow every day. For love is the only way. Seek and find the cherished. Seek and find me a cause, to help this world grow, to bring happiness to the snow (cosmic dust). Let us be treasures with perfect measures (songs) and let our hearts flow. We are the children of the snow (crystalline beings of light).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in the heart of everything. My love beckons the show to make everyone know, LOVE is the GROWTH. I bow to all my Relatives on the Hoops, blessings with fire and water and smoke, "I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams/directions" to heal the world once more and show others how to open the doors (to each 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.

Image by Elizabeth's words about "Mountain SunShine"

I created the watercolor painting, “Mountain SunShine”, to celebrate the joyful nature of Spring, when the earth warms and reawakens. Our cosmic source of life, the magnificent sun, rises between the heavenly mounds of snowcapped mountains emitting tentacle rays of pulsating light. A budding Tree of Life, made of brown spirits, shares the center of the scene with the animated River of Life. Waves of living, sentient water roll from the galaxy of stars, underneath the earth, across the land, and into a spiral that looks out with one eye. Dual faces of Earth’s spirit, rooted in the cosmos, gaze towards the sun and one another; their cavernous mouths laugh with joy, awe, and agony. A detailed border of green leaves and red roses bring forth the surreal landscape from within the star-studded richness of deep space. Elizabeth Lyle 1999 Dreaming Heart ArtWorks http://www.dreamingheart.com/mtn_sunshine.htm

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)

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan, you and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).

Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance

(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”

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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Prayer Date: 09222013 The Wonderful Stone River

The wonderful stone river lives inside of your heart. The beating of the sacred stones, always gifts your part. It rocks and rolls like a baby, that turns in the night and in the day, the river is shining, to show us the colors displayed. Glory bee to the wonderful river, the place where I adore. All the rocks and the streams and the holy making beams. It's a wonderful place, the river I find my face.

There upon the sky, open and it's wide. So much to dream today. So much to say. And when we start to begin again, love feels/fills me up to the hill again, to gift me a solemn vow, love is the grand WOW. And there I stand upon the mountain side, willing to gift my soul and live twice. There with faithful eyes and triuphant hearts. I stand to hold the wind in my face. The wonderful stone river sings to me. I can feel the wonder of the breeze. Holding me close to you. Holding me to this view. Listen to the rolling waves. So very much they do say. The colors and curves that swerve to get to the new shore. And when I arrive I see your face. You are the wonder, my dreaming grace. I can feel it's true, it's blue, how did I get along without you?

We are part of all this dream. Holding cans of all the seeds. And whispers in the wind, make changes that begin. We are the stone river of time. We are the grand hill that shines. We make the flowers bloom, the song in the sky go blue. The rivers and streams running through. All the green grass grows near you, where the wonderful stone river flew. I can feel and taste this dew, upon my face, when I am knew. I can feel the open hands, seasons of time, come to understand, the river of life streams near, the wonderful stones that tell us/as story of cheer. We are moving into a place, where paintings and rivers show us grace. Leaning on what we face, the stone river will shine in place.

And whence we came upon another hill, where rocks and stones grew grasses real/reel/reeds, there I will shutter to the winds that mutter my name. Seeking all this fame and fortune today, will it make my heart skip a parade? I wish for all to come true, dreams about you, sky full of stars. And when we share all we make, the creations of heavenly mistakes, come down to the wonderful stone river that gleams. We are the sacred hands of all this steam. Blessings to the hands of time, where we tend our hearts and make everything chime. Listen to the the stone river out there. Wonder comes in every fashion that lives in the air. Let me come closer to you, sit by the stream blue. There the green grass grows. Let me wade my toes. Wiggle and waddle and skip a beat, my heart will bloom, just to feel complete. That's where the wonderful stone river flows.

Dreams overload.... (meteor shower/fireworks/falling stars/whope/give-a-way).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in all the beats of the rings. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star cares, for he beats the rings on the ends of the clouds. And we together, like many Elders dew, share the good knews. We bow and bless the holy sacred nest, nine streams, four beams, all together, dreams that sheen. Sending love and light of doves, the darkness feel the gifts. And when the sharing begins. I send my love in the wind. For now it's sweet kiss, love will not miss, for all in the dew, the mist will find you/ewe/lambs of god/beloved children of the Rainbow Clan.

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

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)

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Thursday, September 19, 2013

Prayer Date: 09192013 Witness to Holy Sight, Spring into Action with All Your Might

There is a place inside of me, where I can sea miraculously. There is a place, where I can shine my face, just to feel the wonder of this place. There is a holy spirit that clings to know, all of the shutters of the waves that flow. I know it's time for change, everything tells a story of this. We are moving forwards to another dawn of time. We are the binds of evolution. Don't you hear them chime? I can say truly, where the blue, red cross, there the yellow grows soft as the moss. We can see many colors, the vibration of time leans on me. There I can find a sky, blue and open wide. All of this magic. All of this dew. We are changing rainbows, in what they say and do. We are blessing you. We are shining love upon you. We are taking hold of vision that is bold. We say bow to the winds. We say, let it begin. We say, heaven has arrived. Yes, it's about time.

Let our souls display, the wonderful sight we have gained. We can hear with our hearts and listen with our eyes, just to find the circle of many who are wise. Yes, we can feel the breeze, down the road where stars are sown. We can envision gleams of fields, where rocks are real. And magic is part of the show. Let us find a way, to pave the path lies graves. We remember, those who gave. We honor them and save. All the children to come. Let us teach them to run. We are choosing love. Just one more save and off.... into the sky..... into the longing of the clouds that chide.... We are needing you, to be blessed free, to take care of your duties. Listen to the hopes and dreams. All of the family needs you and me. We are part of this great big company. We are part of the heavenly doves sent to rescue thee. And when we have lost our way. We didn't bow down and pray. Blessings cleanse the fields, where trouble makes it real. Gratify the winds. Blessings over sin. And we will be a DREAM. One big field, envisioning SUNS.

Stones and rocks and things. All lie together in the wind. And each song that I sing, rings true to the wane. Those who bow and gift. Don't need hollow rifts, but those who forgot their waves, need others to push, rather than save. We say, LOVE is reeled. One more husband, a wife to heal. One more Priest you lost their way, then we need to help him and save. One more Sister of Ordination bring, who won't open the door to let others in. How will we honor them, if we don't hold them to the tune. Sing praise and lift the world, where LOVE is the only kill, to purify the cosmic snow, then everything will GROW. I say to you, one more day. I say to you, love will pave the daze. I say, heaven sent me to show the path, where eternal will last. You and me, shall share these dreams. You and me, will save the green (spiritual). You and me will share the dew, where Rainbow dreams come true.

Brothers and Sisters will dine, together at one circle at a time. And each of us will cherish love, when we are circling with doves. If peace is not gathered near, how will we have favors to fulfill. We need blessings to help heal and save. We need blessings to pave. For golden paths won't lead to shame, if we decide only to gain. And with each lesson, the stone will turn, to grow under a key. There we will decide to love. There we will open the door. There will we knock and learn, if only to churn. There will be children with parents, who will listen and understand the fundamentals. And with this known, blessings will be sown, to overcome tragedy. Yet in our dismay, love grows abundantly, because we listened to the circle that lived in thee. We will find an open plate, where everything has a gate. And if we look at the door, enter paradise with holy praise and listen to the birds that sing, we can feel the winds come over thee.

Spring action inside of me. Let the almighty shine and set it free. I will become the witness of the good news, God is part of you. And with our vision opening. We can see the heavenly soul come/set free. We can share our hearts then, there. WE can share and be aware. Our spiritual path will unroll. We will know exactly the toll. Yet we decide just to share, all that will bring in pairs. Together one two three. One two exactly how to bee. The dance of the heartbeat tells it true. The fourth beat is you. And one and two shows me true. And three four opens the door. And embraced is the galaxy, that lives inside of me.

I send my love out to the world. We are part of all the pairs. We are joining everything, because it's the holy witness thing. We share our hearts and blow the horn. We say Brotherhood will shine and pave. We will tell a story or two. We will share all we dew. And with the dreams and visions appear, we will remember to always tell. To show the road to understand, to show the way true. We are always getting clues, yet we need everyone to get them too. And sharing at the circle will teach, that we are all just a peach. Sweet blossoms I remember your tale. I remember all you said for the wails. And cries of men need to be heard, just one place, one world. There we shall find ways to seek. There we will find ways to become meek. And the day comes when all will bow, just to know of the holy cow (four directions in rainbow colors, the holy robe of lights that illuminate you). We will share more than love. We will share relativity. We share and cleave. We will know of our destiny, love in the breeze.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, to heal all the words that sing. To seek a path of love, righteousness that suffers. And when we grow old and die, we are remembered for what and wise. We are making these sounds today, to show the young the way.

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

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)

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!