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Sunday, December 8, 2013

12082013 Thunder Glows Over the Rainbow Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Mother of the Sky, she is oh sacred and wise. Rainbow Mother of the Skies. You bow down with us every night. Tell us where we flow, just to know the wooow (ooh la la, what a show). Tell me true in you. Did you know this great k/news? How do you always know, which way the children flow? Do you feel in your heart, everything we impart? Oh Mother of the Sky, the Cosmic Woman of the Night. You gift to us your love, always come to push and shove. It's your LOVE. And when the THUNDER rumbles and roars, don't you know we all did snore/sleep sweet dreams, because we knew you cared about us too. You showed us how to make love to all the ewes/lambs of God.

Oh my Mother of the Sky, I tell you riches are your eyes. You seem to know just what we need. Can you tell me how to make it all complete. We are treasures in the winds. We are looking to make love to everything (show honor, respect and gratitude). We want to be pure of heart, just to know Mother loves our arks. And when we don't behave just like we should. She always teaches us to play like we would/wood/law of love. And when we roll over with happiness, there we find love bred/bread/brotherhood.

It is time to shine our hearts. Rainbow Mother we long to feel your arc. You show us how to roll in the breeze, find hills with company. We are lifted up to thee. And when you shine like the rainbow, we can find you anywhere we go. You illuminate across the sky. You are the holy promise, our teary eyes. We send you loving winds, to cross your path to know you are the win/d. We pray you find love every day, because you gift so much away.

Rainbow Mother of the Sky, I know you are the Thunder that Glows. You are the magical show and exciting does it flow. With every color in the sky, we are magically waking up the wide. All across the fields we light up the sky, with vibrations of your love. Always holding our hands. We do not really want to understand (we just want to lean on you). We long to feel you close by our sides. Because Mother, you are wise.

Photo of the Rainbow Trail by Lisping Wise One
White Buffalo Calf Woman shines today, to say, we love you Rainbow Mother all the waves. We send devoted blessings out to you, where ever you are, what ever you do/dew. Sharing your open heart with the world, the promise all the children will live like they should. All aligned in a musical row, with notes from heaven each child does sow/sew/together/grow.

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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

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
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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!

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Prayer Date: 11062013 Playing Nice in the Kingdom Full of Glory

Listen children to a story that was written long ago about a kingdom full of glory that is what 'was foretold'. And in this kingdom lived a fairy (wings of an angel), a princess full of tolls (magenta color, the great caretaker and librarian, as well as the rainbow river of nine streams held to Rainbow Mother, whom is the field of four sacred directions, when thinking of magenta child or magenta overlay color, think of a waterfall of many colors often referred to as the rainbow bridge where lessons are gifted everyday to help you learn about love, each stepping stone along the waves). She (the heart and soul, the heavenly song) did gift her heart to salvation for every single boy and girl. At the crossing, she said give me all your diamonds (pure light) and overcome (everything pours into this river and must fold over to the dance and song or walking and talking). You will find the treasure inside, when you light your blazing guns (streaming light from within, created by spiritual awareness through spacial field cleansings and prayers). And the (illumination within will be found through practice and achieve inner) sunshine will overcome the tragedy of your life. You will be the spoken treasure, all the world has learned to play nice.

We are children of this story. We are children of the sea. We are children of the mountains. We are forever running free. And when our hearts are treasures, we will overcome  . . . we will be gifting diamonds, rays of light for everyone. Share your heart today with all that willing praise. Gift your hands today to heal and guide the way. Show everyone which way to bow, sow you can plant the seeds. For God is a mighty soldier, willing to fight for liberty. 

There we are children, a story overturned. We used love forever to locate each and every urn (sacred ashes and dust). All the treasures we did forebode, come into our hearts absurd, yet in the waking hour of dawn, the SUN did RISE again. Living with fortune, of gifts every day. Hold my hands out to strangers, I will know just what to say. And when we lost our mountains and we cannot stand tall, let another find my behavior, a place to have a fall (help me to pray and pick me up when I am down). Bow with my relatives, there the circle runs. Bow with laughter of the children of everyone. Bow to the great circle, the human race our lives, for each is a salvation, when we choose to play nice.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for treasures everyday. For everything we withstand helps us to pave, all the dreams together to bring in mighty snow, all the stones and treasures, laughter from everyone.

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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 by Rainbow Mother Yaniv

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, 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!

Friday, October 11, 2013

Prayer Date: 10112013 The Running Suns, the Perfect Radiant Glow

The warrior that's stout, always drinking from the cup, blessings as you move along the waves, just in time to bring home the saved. There the true is conceived in thine eyes. We can see just in the nick of time. We don't look at the winds because we are often to busy with sin to claim the heart in all we do with our eyes. Let us guide the lights home where the river runs free. Let us be like stallions running strong in the winds. Let us be soldiers for justice, the indigo soul (perfect crystalline stone, prophets of the eyes). There is sow very much to share with the world who want to storm.


Look at the fire raging all around we share hopes and dreams. And with this loving gesture the making of the cream, the many white stallions (stars from heaven, fallen down from above to share the bowing gesture the true hands of love) that bring in everyone to corral us all together to share the wonder of the world. There is a loving gesture when love bows down with a true heart for heaven knows the willing moves towards. Just sow you understand I will serve all of MAN. I will share my soul true to make sure love is inside of you. And I will tell everyone just what I see because it's magic that believes and conceives.





Dream forever and run to bring us sacred running SUNS. Each child exclaims to share the winning hand to gain for it's true and blue that makes us enemies (I will fight for you until you return to me) until love flows the distance inside of you/thee/we/tree. Let our hearts know which way to shore. We are the children of the distance that is heard/herd. Gather together make sacred weather where joy lifts everyone. Then all the vision will be healed. All will be joy instead of pills. We will be ONENESS true and blue for heaven will be guided inside of you. Let us all dream together deers. All the horses will not fear. And with our souls divine running on the dime (in circles in the sky). We shall be driven until time. We shall know wonder of all that is thine. Heaven on Earth. I just want to kiss this girth for giving me all that is true, my voice is the sacred final clue. I breath for you to bring love to the true. I breath for you to make the winners come true. I breath for you to show the world about ewes (lambs of god). We are the children who fly in the clouds.




There is waken mystery whereever you go. There is wonder of heaven in all those stares. Just learning to be faithful and believe in your dreams. That takes a vision inside of thee. I wish for rainbows to be part of everyone, learning to share down by the sacred river run (heartbeat within). I say it's time to look deep in our eyes to find that soul within that shares the surprise. Look at windows torn by our dreams. The scope needs to be social and not just the cheep/young cry/cheap/not well done. I say let us all ways be true inside our hearts then vision will be the perfect revelation that is seeped, deep inside our roots we hide, the gathering of the sacred river collides. The soul and flesh wants to make a rest where blue and red shares the rivers of said. And when it's over and love is sluethed in (negotiations), we find that love is the loom where dreams of the gold, the cash and the hold (treasure chest, dreams fulfilled), the bolder/boulder/rock we become the sacred river runs (streaming fields of many splendid colors). We share with everyone because it's the ONE/ness fare/affair. Let love find the waves just in time to say, "I will fight for this land to save her free".



White Buffalo calf Woman sings for all the Relatives in the winds to bring in a heavenly journey fraught with loving refugees who need to be held close with thine eyes open to see the sacred journey lasts forever from see to shining seas. (Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star) Father Red Hand sends love to everyone to bring us closer together like stars on the run. And with this we bow down to become perfect souls again, just like an indigo warrior (perfect soul stone) who wants to shout out sin (remove it from within).


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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us 
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
 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, 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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