11172013 Yesterday We Found our Waves: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away. Yesterday, all my troubles did drown my praise. Yesterday, all the things that made me yelp with grief, I long to make this world a better steep (dew/do/breath of life).

Yesterday, all my dreams did fly with me. Yesterday, all my knowledge flowed and set itself free. Yesterday, all our troubles would walk towards you. Yesterday, there seemed to make another view. Why can’t we choose? Love is all that is the rule.

Yesterday, all my suffering I did for you. Yesterday, all my sorrows gifted me a clue. Yesterday, all our dreams came to shed a tear for you. Yesterday, I heard the crying of the babies eyes that are dying/dieing. Yesterday, I wished for a fallen star. Yesterday, Angels followed me around a lot (four sacred directions).  And all my dreams did fade away, because today, I have a morrow/moral to display. Yesterday did propel my dreams.

Yesterday, when the rivers did call out to me. Yesterday, all the troubles did come and drift. All the birds and in the sea, all the animals the grasses and the leaves. All the training warriors that seek. Time to make it a humble belief. Yesterday, we did shine a k/new. Yesterday, a dream came popping through.

And we are swollen with desire to make others learn to smile. And on the wage of war with you. I fight for love to gift you clues. Yesterday, when we did not smile with you, I knew your heart was broken and you needed some good k/news. Yesterday all that was spoken true, love was always by your k/news (accessible through prayers). Love was always there to choose.White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you to tell the story of the coming choose. We are *damned (descend with the soul, the rainbow spiralling trail) lucky you see, down on this earth we long to bee (an impossible dream coming true). All our dreams unfold when we bow to the earth and down on our knees we kiss this girth. We long to feel love is on the wheel. Yesterday brings us spills to glorious running rivers thrills. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drives us closer to the holy cow (four directions that bend), where all the Brothers and Sisters know, we are the GREATNESS of the STARS THAT GLOW. Yesterday, faith did share our hearts today. Yesterday, tomorrow we did know this sacred glow. And today, the GIFT is presents all around us we did show. We gave our hearts away, to all those tears on display, yesterday. 

*damned: descend with the soul, the rainbow spiralling trail. These stepping stone is the lessons we must overcome to descend with our eternal soul. Too many think of "souls doomed to eternal punishment". We thank the heavenly fields to eternal lessons, to gain wisdom and to share knowledge with each other. Viewing both sides of the coin, both the good and the bad we find we must negotiate shared knowledge. Envisioning the greatness from our troubles is learning to have better dreams. To bow down for our breathing walking and talking we receive as a Great Gift, in which now is our duty to give to the heavenly bodies our nourishment and our devotion. We bow down to the South, where Mother and Daughter lie, who need new eyes, to realize, heaven has got her beautiful eyes. We are FAMILY.

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

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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!

Song for the World Treasures Complete and Rare. White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Shares Pipe Songs Today!

Here we ride the sails of time, onto new shores, let us lead this find. Create a world, where treasures grow, just fill the air, with beautiful rainbows. I am willing to go and slide down the show/chute, the place that passes like a water fall. There we can glisten throughout time, just to share a perfect garden that is complete and rare.


Come blow with me ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  upon the seas ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  feel the wind ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  oh/ow view and sheik. Sow much comfort, I don't know, where my heart will go forth, on this boat. Can't you sea ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  along the breeze, a distant shore, that brings relief.  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  My heart longs to be a part ♪♫•*•.¸♥  where heaven speaks in my heart.


And there we flow, down the sacred rainbow.  I show you gardens, that bloom always and glow.  Inside a heart, where gold is true, there you find my heart will be much abused. (silence, enduring for love along the red road, for we suffer for the ones whom we love, relatives each and everyone) But when I speak real down low, I know I'm just hiding from my show (greatness). Sooner or later, I must emerge (shine on).  Come my greatness, let us purge (cleanse the inner halls of numinous heaven, the blue dark within).  We are going to a new place inside, where the rivers do fall (bow) with such Pride (swelling hearts, filled with love).  And our souls will climb (I know I remember the line) mountains of gold (treasures and dreams unimaginable). We are going to a place where hearts are known.


Relative come shake my hand.  Don't be aware (cognition is not necessary, when you use your heart, heavenly wisdom is smart or stinging with lessons, but love turns to treasures) but instead just demand (to spare plight, nine directions clean and wiped). Wash (water cleansing, offer a drink, fill them up, serve their knives that shares and divides) your heart with love this day, light a fire come let's pray and together, we shall journey upon the waves.  Here we go ♪♫♥  down a flow, like a chute (bounty and plentiful), a basket that grows (divine proportions, spiraling rainbow doles). And my heart will be like "Rivers".  My soul will Come and Quiver (holds arrows that can pierce a heart, produces extreme energy, a powerful part) ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  and I will know complete ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  down on easy street (abundance that grows, faithful does show) ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ there I rest my feet along this river of gold ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ 


We are working real hard, just to show you, how far.  Can't you sea the rushing rivers in the breeze? Can't you see, how hard it is to find family?  But if we seek the golden treasure, brotherhood will demand a measure and we fly in the sky, high like diamonds in the night (stars of heaven, perfect warriors each time), warriors true, me and you, eternally, don't you sea (true blue).


Heaven come home to our hearts this day. Open up fields where green grass do play (share a new world for all, unity we fall, waves of grain, bring me back again).  And the golden wheat fields complete will show us to eat, "break bread again".  Seek your neighbor, be a friend (helpers), learn to be relatives that know God is within.  And your soul will journey far, beyond all the sacred stars. It's heaven in you and me, the leavening (rising up), we do agree, along the journey, the red road appease (law of love demands, stand up and be a man or let your light shine, the physical world can be blind), bring us heaven, down upon our knees (falling down again, up and down, the waves in the wind).


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand for the Sacred Song Blessing from the Heart of the World, a Holiness Peace Prayer, "Song for the World, Treasures Complete and Rare". January 11, 2011.

White Buffalo Calf Woman's Pipe Song Today

I bless this world eternally, over waves that spill to fill the wells, deep inside, where all is pure, a light does shine, to serve and it's near. I want to share, this light with you, the one deep and rare, the truth of thee. Great Mother inside the womb of this world, your rocks and water, bring us near to powder (crystalline form, blessed and perfect) our knows it/noses (bridge between realms) and feel our feet (pride walking the right way), cleansing our hearts (water completes the part).  Feel our souls all impart.  


Let the light, be bright as fire, deep inside, a light cleanses all mire.  It's pure and clean, the pipe does glow (the red road knows/glows).  Deep inside, a heavenly know (longest wave form, the red glow). And where light is born, inside the pure well of life.  There stands to gain, a knowing, of how to live strife, united to this world.  I fill my heart with words, I fly over heaven's worth, to share all it's glory and it's girth. I bless this world forever, as change come to Her (Great Spirit Mother).  I bless the sun forever, as He (Great Spirit Father) comes home to spill, all rainbow colors, divides in She (Great Spirit Mother). He (Great Spirit Father) gives his love, his company, to radiate, produce a dream, complete a universe, for all to gleam.  I bless, this world, before I arise. I bless this world, at night.  I bless the rising and the fall, the bellow and the call.  


My smoke fills this world, embracing where you are still.  Feel one heartbeat, you and me, for eternity, just a breeze.  This is what we have been looking for and since, I am here to stand and open doors, look into heaven and adore, deep inside your heart. Oh you can impart. Be my teacher this day. Show me how to be radiate in display. Give me soldiers who know the way, to unite all men, to stand against the sin.  And we must show them, how to light their fire. Show them, how a pipe grows near a heart, to illuminate, to imitate, what lies within.  Let us purify the wind.


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand for the Pipe Song Today January 12, 2011, from the heart of Peace, elder crystal person.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star's Pipe Song Today
I bless the nine directions, as smoke goes in and I bless the nine directions as the smoke goes out.


Can't you feel the lightning (perfect soul warrior) reel (bolt, rushing stream)?  Hold your head up and don't conceal.  There is a stoke (embers comes alive) of time, when all seems but joke in mind, but if we look beyond, we share a smile.  There is a place, that is warm with embrace. When I light my pipe this day, I say God is here to play.  All the smoke does arise. I fill the world that is full of lies, my heart to show love is alive, to lie down in green grass fields. Medicine I am when I blow my smoke. I am the heart of those who play their jokes, but my souls always has a smile, because love lives in my heart and it's not a mire.  I bless my nine directions each day, telling me I must show a wonderful display. Always working to be unity in me. Blessing all my relatives in the sea. 


Can't you feel it sow near. Dig your hole and put your tree there. And it will grow in the night, where seed is near it's tight, explode over night, reach up to find the light, I can see, when I did sea. I can feel, the earthly breeze. All is sow real to me. Gardens do share in this breeze. I bless the smoke in you and me, where our breath travels far and distant to seas. I want to show you love lives inside of me.  Bless the nine sacred directions in the tree (Oneness Complete).  And we come home to a day, when our hearts are on display. (vision: older man mentoring younger man) Wipe that smirk from your face, instead turn it around with a smile not a frown. Dance with me, can't you see, how you need to be set free (purify with dance, let the sun dance begin). Watch me fall down upon my knees. Watch me pray while I dance vigorously (native american dance, body moves up and down from a crouched position, like a snake "valley" to a hoops position "hill", the wave form and like digging a ditch as arms move back and forth for irrigation, feeding the heart of heaven, the blue seas).  I will share this energy. Man (light, red) will shine, don't you sea (dark, blue). Let us share a pipe and it's breeze, and bless this world, upon our knees/needs. 


I am your servant this day, for heaven's grace is part of my face. I will shine in the heavens to show you the path home. And love will create mountain ridges. My heart will bridge every level and the mountain will be my friend, helping me in the wind.  But it's holy (fire) here finally again, when I bless heaven inside of me.  I will shine, like my pipe (fire purifies light and dark).  I will fill the world with a holy nap (folding or uniting light and dark).  Lullabies (peacefulness through song), will come true in dreams. Come let's go to the garden to believe.  Come let's join hands and dance, it's time to meet/greet. Down by the river, feel the breeze ♪♫•.¸ ,♥ 


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand for the Pipe Song Today January 12, 2011, from the heart of Holiness, elder lavender person.

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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!

Posted by: post4apocalypse | April 24, 2009  | The Sun is Shining Through 

Now, now there are two warm brown eyes,

 Looking down lovingly at us from the sky.

The turbulent storms have all been cleared,

No more dark clouds bringing us tears.

The sun is shining through no frowns on our faces

Instead bright smiles have taken their places

Simple smiles are what he wants to see

Lovingly exchanged amongst all of us,

his family

We, we shall carry on with his mission of caring

By the example he left us of kindness and sharing

Keep standing fast for the downtrodden, no matter how hard life seems

And please, please never give up your dreams

The stormy dark clouds will one day reappear

But because he watches over us there is no reason to fear

Those storm clouds will bring clear waters but nothing of torment

So let us drink deep, keep hope and just live in the moment

Thank you for sharing 

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