11222013 Stepping Stones With Buried Bones: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Photo by Rainbow Mother Yaniv

All those stepping stones (lessons) with buried bones (need forgiveness) who catch a pail of water (help me find the blue ring of heavenly virtue, with relative leaves, kinsmen). There inside the seas, the visions and beliefs lies a heart full of gold. Dig it up and find the wells of life where sweetness doesn't make us think twice.  Instead it's love where all is shoved, like a spoon melted with gold. Each child has a tale to be told.

I bid you peace when you sleep to bring in all you need (dream). There sign your name and all will be blamed the cup of God (voice of all our relatives on the great circle of life) is foretold. Let visions and dreams hold us up to beam, like wishing for goblets of gold. We spill our tears intoxicated real with pure hearts of solid gold. All our dreams are something to behold.

There with each lesson my love will spill. I will take hold of my heart. Let me bow down still and hear the will of those who need an ark (a place tied to, towed with the power of love). Set sail with me with a leave my arm across your bow (we will be together). Our shoulders will be close to thine leaves (relatives on the tree of life) where are family will be weened, one child who sets his heart on the trail (starts the great journey of the soul on the blue road of much buried gold).

There inside a beaming heart the buried bones will reveal. All that's lost I have a cost of many important reels (time-lines, streams of light). There and left (to and fro where the winds blow) and right the cleft (be faithful), the mistakes I made along the way. I tell you true, I must forgive too, to heal my heart for the tale. I long to let it go with the whales. Let me sing, sing out, sing full of joy for overcoming all that was defeat. Now I stand on my feet, I feel love that is real, where my mark is to hold you near. Don't worry I will be part of the wheel (I will dew my part for you).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in all that is green. All k/new starts that bring us to our hearts. For all our Relatives, I bow with the sacred nine streams and four holy beams. I bless with fire, water and holy smoke. You are my comfort and my rage, my spilling page. I love you fore it's the view. Love that is true.


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 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

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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!

Prayer Date: 09152013 Rocks and Stones, Sweet Genes A Splicing

Sweet *genes in the splice making everything nice, it's the wonder we have anything profound. When we take our chances of what gifts the prancing, we divine the sacred hilly shine. Come now dew with me, shine up like the seas, where the waves touch the very sky.  And when we long to feel such wind, come to share our hearts out every wave. Sent the song true, loving all you dew, such is heavy and handed to the chair. We must sit deer, for the journey to live without fear, learning every step that takes you for a ride/rise/ascend.  Tell the stories, yes tell the stories about how you did fell that sacred day. You were longing in a songing by the river you fell down on your face. Rock and stones deer, that's what you felt stiff, down on your knees, the rough and tumble clowns (tears of a sad clown, happiness returns). We say listen to all the glistening of the river passing over every stone, a tone.

Sweet *genes a splicing, such a rising, when we have to lean on everything. Bending forwards, circles bow deer and we must come home to hear the cries. We are weakened, yet we steam deer.  It's our faith that drives us forward deer. And living holy, that way we can be jolly, as we roll on over in the winds. One more *gene deer, sets a song with a fear, yet a lesson that drives us home, to where it's brothers, sisters druthers. It's a place were all the *genes spliced show no fear.  Joy, rejoicing, heavenly choices, the dew is dancing on each blade of grass.  Send me to witness such convincing of how it's time to share all that we dew, to fight for love, to share like doves, to win the heart of everyone, to love each as holy, a sacred suns who need to folly, to learn all that is LOVE, for LAW of heaven gifts cheer to the temporary sheath, the stepping stone we met, the place, the ark that flies, one step, one stone at a time. sweet *genes a splicing, it's quite a dicing, yet we have come home together once again.  Let love fill us up in the winds.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring joy to everything, for the flowers that sing today, to the beds and rivers of clay. Let the winds watch over them, all my RELATIVES in the winds. We are together don't you know, because we are the setting river shore. Let us join forever deer, let love shine us cheer. We are together............. forever in the winds.

*gene/jean: leads to the expression of hereditary character, gender, general, genitive, genus, genesis, something that produces, stimulates the production of, or induces” the thing specified by the initial element, born, kin, general, rock,  danger, difficult, de-railer (any direction),  ran, independent, heavy, strong, work clothes, jene (fustian), genoan, genes, twilled, hose, begetting, off spring, Lord/God is Gracious or Gift from God, Well Born, race of men.


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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!

Snow Everywhere

Crystal stars of heaven. Crystalline beams of light. Show me the Star of David (beloved stones shine in the dark) even in the light. Call me down from heaven, where I stand to hold the tree. Where my song will linger as the winds follow me. Can you feel the wonder, of all the light that shines. Inside where is darkness, I am going blind (sparkling lights). With the motion of the times swept winds, my soul is longing for the mighty sins/winds/learning of lessons (crystal stones). We must bow to the long held time, the welcome of the holy rhyme.

Crystal stars of heaven. Show me how you beam your light. All the sands of witness, come down to dance a light. And all the colors shine magic as majestic flows undertake, the hands of the moving, the slow road to heaven's warmth. We are looking for this river, to shine with others stones (crystalline stone river). We are looking to beam a glory, where we are bones and worn (grow old together). Thank you for the lessons, the quintessential (the ultimate perfection) binds (relatives who chime, harmonic times).

(there is no peace in the drum -drum stops-, the heartbeat sinks deep, the tree of life needs to be saved)

Reflecting heaven upon us, taking us to the waves. There we are learning a new dawn, how to save. When we need each other, to hold our eternal dyes, where the colors are magic, that hold all the skies. Snow is falling everywhere, because the stones are clear. My heart is singing, because you are near. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums.  Prayer Date: 11022012 Snow Everywhere

On Sat, Nov 3, 2012, Comfort in the Wind Sunshine Glory Shines comfortinthewind@gmail.com wrote:

Aho family of the blue,

Thank you my beloved, White Buffalo Calf Woman our Twin Deer Mother and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, our Father Red Hand.  So beautiful the songs that flow, so beautiful the heart that glows. So beautiful the ear that listens and bows to all that glistens.  The last image made me go looking for a quote from Winnie the Pooh.  There are many!  Enjoy the heart of the humble bear, the heart of Grandfather Star so sweet.

“I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

“Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.” ― A.A. Milne

“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.”  ― A.A. Milne

“What do you say, Pooh?" Pooh opened his eyes with a jerk and said, "Extremely." "Extremely what?" asked Rabbit. "What you were saying," said Pooh. "Undoubtably.”  ― A.A. Milne, The House at Pooh Corner 

Blessing the humble bow, the heart that undoubtably shows us all how.

Love Grandmother Comfort in the Wind your Sunshine Glory Shines
elder gray child, gray, blue, magenta, gray

“Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.”  ― A.A. Milne


Thank  you http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/81466.A_A_Milne?page=1

On Sat, Nov 3, 2012 White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com wrote:

Beloved Grandmother Comfort in the Wind,

You sure got in the blue over the snow.  What a great image for sure. Grandfathers we each adore, the Stars who teach us to bow, just one more cow (children of the rainbow colors).

I love this passage, “Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.” ― A.A. Milne".

I will share it with Sister Linda on facebook today. It's a great sum up of "walking towards and digging for buried treasure". Thank you.

Love and blessings to the sacred bow. your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman
elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow warriors of prophecy

Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 

 

 

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Crystal Stone - Star of David (beloved)

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!