Prayer Date: 10042013 Let My Hair Down Holy Ghost Walking

Let my hair down to feel the clown. Inside where tears fall down. Let my hair down, to feel the crowd. Inside I want to fall down. When will they hear all the cheers, heaven is calling us home today. Let my hair down, streams of sound. Can I ride the light to the clouds! 

I can feel the world inside of me. I can feel the surmise inside of me. I can feel the crimes inside of me. Help me Great Spirit inside of me, "Let my hair down to feel like a clown". Let my hair down, to share all around. Inside where my soul resides. I want to light it out this way. I want to share the sparks within, with all my family in the wind.

Let my hair down, feel like a clown. Inside I want to fall down. Where my soul wants it to be gold, let my heart fall down. I am gleaming to outer space, because my  light is brighter than this place. Let my hair down, all in a frown, then let me tip it upside down. Let my hair down swing it around. Let my hair down streaming in the clouds. Let my hair down to feel all the waking ones. Great Spirits inside of me. 

I want to feel the world today, where we feel and walk this day. I want to share my soul with you, on about the sacred true. Let my hair down all in a song. Let my hair down, twinging all around. Let my hair down, singing it out. Let my hair down, my feet want to shout. I can dance around, feeling the making of the sound, music in my head led me here. Now I feel the wake, the place I set my plate. I let my hair down, sitting around. It's time for tears to swing free.


Where are we at, if we don't scat (move quickly around, illuminate/fire, move back to move forwards such as in dance or in singing to cleanse the soul, also the purification of waste, to cleanse the flesh). Where are we at if we don't prance. It's time to feel the waking of the wheel, all my relatives are coming home. Home, home, home in my heart. Home, home, set me free. Inside of my heart, the tears want a place to spark, to light a field to light my way home. Freedom, I want to ring, I want to set the singing king. I lift my soul today, to want to share my soul, a wave. There I let my hair down, all the streams of light abound. Cleansing cleaning all this seeding (second phase of evolution the orange rolling hill in time, the planted dreams), now it's time to come home (yellow rolling hill in time, where the dream is), growing like the clouds are born.


Today, the new moon rose up to show it's swoon. It said, "cradle me and witness, to love's kissing blooms. now it's time to save us, set love out in the loom. we are together, it's magic everywhere, when we share our light inside, the holy ghost (soul) presides (ghost walking). we are part of the mystified."  

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in the laughing weened (beloved children), where magic is a soul away, those who know the hit parade. Joy in all you dew, be thankful you have a view. All the colors in the sky, making it wide. It's a perspective of the flight. Holiness David Running Eagle save us, the Shooting Star in heaven now collides. He gifts you all his heart, bleeding half the arc, to show them love is coming soon. And right now, he sends his love, to cleanse and purify the way, the Earth and all she says. Beating the drum for you, sharing the heartfelt view. It's time to share the winds today. Let God inside of you sail the wave. Send your love, your prayers out there, not about the spiritual warfare, but about the loving arms, the embrace full of charm. (TRUE) Love is the greatest alarm (FEARED, sinners fear true love, because it cleanses them clean and protects the weened, the brave warrior who walks towards the conflict upon this world with spiritual fitness, compassion for all).

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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

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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!

Prayer Date: 10032013 Shining Within

Inside where the shore is true, my heart longs to feel the blue. All the waters of the seas, where I have my envisioning. Dream with me and touch the sky, into the outer worlds of the galaxy wide. Dream with me with all my hands, just to feel you and your understanding, deep inside. Deep inside of me. I can feel the understanding running free. Weeping for the shore to set free, all my longing of the sacredness of the trees. We are SUNS of MEN, who want to roar, just to touch the other door.

Heavenly soul inside the holy ghost presides. I awaken to the light within, to shed the aching and the sin. We together know the waves, just in time to share our saved. We are together, breaking bread today, all over the world we pray.

It seems that we need to rise above the outer skies. Yet inside where it's dark and dank (humid, dew of the blue road, lesson or gift), I really want to know this skank (in-virtuous or not walking with heavenly virtues, an unclean girl represents heaven or soul, the darkness we hide, the lesson or sin, now waiting to be revealed and opened wide, it's time to cleanse and purify). Yet in my heart I long to be free glistening inside of me. Yet I know I must glow to understand the after know. Shatter my fears. Let my soul reel. Pull me back home, where I sit on the throne. And when I did wrong, help me in a song. Tell the world I forgive everything that is...... the song sifts..... we adore bliss... yet deep in our hearts, we must learn to forgive this ark, the one standing infront of me. The one who dropped the galaxy upon my seas. All my dreams, took hold and laughter came. What a dip, a vain, a stain. I wish I could have done more, just made mistakes on the road, longing for the shore. Could I be true? I wish my heart too? I want to know the way? Could I learn to pray?

And if I treat myself wrong, help me heal myself in a song. If I treat the world wrong, help me bring it back with loving arms. If my Brother walks away, help me to pray, to save his days. When my Sister, she weeps and cries, hollering wondering, which way to die. There inside, the song still lives..... we must learn to gift a tender kiss. A heart needs passion. A heart needs a gain. A heart needs someone to feel they will know their fame (their great story). A heart needs to grab hold with both arms and say, all is prayers today. Let us bless all our fears away. Let us kiss the world to save. Let us guide our hearts to survive, with a witness of God's faith I CRY. I BLOW my HORN. I CARRY  good NEWS. I BRING my SOUL (holy ghost), out for all to praise. And all the circles of love will know my embrace. I will share my heart with you, inside shining a lighted view. I dream a HOLY WAY, for all my family. For all this world. For all this galaxy, I adore. For all the little ones, the dining children. I bless the waking (birthing within, a light is born) the forsaken (the ones who walked away) on the drums. Have faith, pray often. Learn love always softens, when we forgive, purify, we learn to open both our eyes. And our hearts find a way, to gift a light from within to praise, all this world. All my Brothers and my Sisters. All this world, heaven on earth, it's a place to play. I gift my soul, my heart, my waking daze. I dance and sing with you, along the merry tune. I bless all the paths that hoop and holler and make it back (from traveling the red road path of many colors). 

We are together, a shining lights of many colors, the Buffalo Robe (four directions in rainbow colors), the Rainbow Clan (unique familial colors circle), the Streams of Light that heals all MAN. I bless everything, crawling and the winged. I bless everything, snow storms of the blue!

Boo-yah (extremely overjoyed victory)

White Buffalo calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred SUNS, that holy Rainbow Clan, those who bow down to understand, it's love that created this land. WE bless you through and through, all the stories you help to imbue. We love you.

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From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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

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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!

Prayer Date: 10022013 Rising Sun Morning Star

Wake up to the rising sun (morning star), those who are willing to be on the run. Using the buffalo robe, holy and indisposed (out of order, in other words, always handy to fulfill the duty, even when unwilling, love grows/groves). 

Take hold of my hands. I will understand. All the light of the great sun inside of me rings (sounding out). Tree of life send me home, to where I can feel the groans. And heaven stand with me, upon the mystic tree. It's time to grow. Rise up the waking show, all the waves that will grow. And with this Morning Star, the heart inside lies in groves. We are many trees. We are lined in the breeze. We are stars in the sky, suns of men who are longing with pride. We are holding our hands, together to understand. Times are given to us in the winds, just to bring us home again.

It's a river flowing wide. The sacred living sky, where the Star does rise everyday. We all pray.  And with this Morning Star, our hearts find our way. We are justified in the light, to share our holy plight. We are learning to overcome sin, with a prayer to help us begin. Each stone a star in the sky, help us to bring us home to the wide. Deep blue seas of you and me. Galaxies closer than my knees. In my mind, sharing all divine. I am a star that rises far. I have a dream. To be a Rising Sun. I have a dream, to bring us to the holy rungs. And with each step I take, I can feel the waking of this land. I send my love out to the crowds and I say, Love is on it's waves. 

Blessings for you. I bless you through and through. I bless you streams of gold. I bless you in all you know. Blessings where you walk. Blessings in all you talk. And with each breath of life, I send a blessing to find your light. Blessings to all you know. Blessings to help you grow. Blessings to make this show, where love is relatives who are learning to glow. Morning Star shine the show. Lead the waves in praise. Share the tune in all the waves/caves. It's time for us to rise on the dust, where loves lives near. We are sending devotion with cheer.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the entire clan. All the little birds that want to land. And with it's shadows it grasps the tail, cricket who wants to wail. And the little creatures of God's tales. And all the creatures of songs that sail. The rocks and trees and grass, the holy spaces of the blast, the waking emotional train/trane (young horse or soul), when we wake up to gain......  Love is near you, because Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star is running through. He is cleaning up the fields for you, to show you the Morning Star. And all the beloved children inside of him, suffering with all their sin. He is guiding with love's abiding, devotional beat of the drum. Hear the hum, the heart always knows the run. Feel the drum, listen to your heart and know it's time to go/come (home). And when it's hard to see, love is after, an afterglow you see. It's time to share all that we dared. Let us pray, clean our plate. Send us us home with loving tones.

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Morning Star is represented by Eight sacred directions by the Sioux Nation. This is the honoring of the Risen SUN, each day that lights the way. Where you walk with holy talk, there in your heart shares the Morning Star (your inner light, a light from within), nine sacred streams beaming four holy directions. And with this rebirthing on the western shore, the child SUN is gifted to the world. You, the Holy White Buffalo, the prayer cloth of many colors.

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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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: 10012013 The Streaming Suns

Come to the lauder (singer of hymn/song in praise/glorification), the place we solder (joining *metal/mettle-prepared to accept a challenge and do one's best), to make us blotters (making a mark, color, sign/sine) of the space and time. Don't you know it's the waking, the Samson (shemesh ‘sun’, with the streaming/hair and power of the tale/tail, unity trail. Story Judges 16) and the forsaken (abandoned, renounced), that takes us for this ride. It's no surmise (it takes little thought). Just in time you see, one more relativity. It's a dream we hold, to make us very kind to the bold. We are looking for traces, the making of a k/new world. It's time to shine on, our brightness song, to gift a hand to God's place in time. It's a miracle that binds us, to this dream. It's time for us to beam. And my heart is waking up for you, to share the part in which we long to view. Heaven come home into my heart, then I will know the part.

Where there is music in the air, there is love being aware. We are teaching how to be, a big fabulous dream. And I tell you the true, love is part of what we knew. And it's dreams that awake, to make merry a happy state. It's a place you see, the making of this fabulous breeze. I want to share. I want to care. I want to know............. which way you will bow! 

That's the direction of the wind that day. That's the time in space, we befriend that day. When we take a handle on the shape of the sane........ we forget we are (all) insane. Listen to the pilgrim who needs some company. Sharing all the details of life like it could be. I tell you more tomorrow, come on back and tell the time, because I will be sharing more of my wine (tears of a tale, vision an old man drinking in front of a mom and pop store, drinking his wine and telling his stories as people enter and depart). There is a day inside of me, so bright a star, I just have to believe. All my friends are wanting more, if only they could understand and wish for the adorn. We are children of the universe. And there is much to gleam. We (are) have majestic mountain scenes. And together we are fashioned in a spacial vehicle. The Earth is what you call her, we love and adore. 

Walk with me, into a paradise you'll sea. All of us are sacred and family. Where we are the luster, get it up buster. I got something to say and I'm not going away, till love hits the fan and it's going round and round. The wind has got a hold of love and now I demand, blessings make us sand. Crystalline stones demand. Love is the ground we walk on. Love is the ground, we talk on. Love is the air, we breath this day. Love is a big parade, because you came home today. 

Painting with you............ (the end of the view/center, out the window pane, I share this dream with you). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings with you today. Listening to all the sounds that make us say, Love is here in the distance. I can feel it in my heart. Just have to learn to understand, the whole circle of the arks (glory). Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star does beat, the heart of the magical weeping creeks. And with the drum he beckons all the children near. It's time to tell a story, where none of us fear. Love is near. Love will leave. Love is still and Love will grieve. We are all part of this world, family you can see. Time to learn to share the hearts instead of disease. It's WE.

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*Most metallic elements are lustrous or colorful solids that are good conductors of heat and electricity, and readily form ionic bonds with other elements. Many of their properties are due to the fact that their outermost electrons, called valence electrons, are not tightly bound to the nucleus. For instance, most metals form ionic bonds easily because they readily give up valence electrons to other atoms, thereby becoming positive ions (cations). The electrical conductivity of metals also stems from the relative freedom of valence electrons. In a substance composed of metals, the atoms are in a virtual "sea" of valence electrons that readily jump from atom to atom in the presence of an electric potential, creating electric current. http://www.thefreedictionary.com/metal

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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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: 09302013 Indian Corn

There/They're flying in the sky, all those seeds of the wise. Listen children to everyone. Pop, pop, the corn is done. We are all magically, the sound of all the tunes of gallantly. We are flying in the sky, as the seeds of the heavenly wise.

Pop corn, pop corn, show me the goods inside. Pop corn, pop corn, show me exactly how to fly. We are in the dungeons of the galaxy, can't even find the way to you and me. We are looking for the outer world, yet inside is the goodness of the sacred fill. Pop corn, pop corn, brilliant lights show me your thorns. Pop corn, ooh you so hot. Let me find the willing knot. Pop corn. Pop corn, watch you fly, across the distance a shooting star that knives (aim with the heart, listen to your heart). Throwing your soul out there, saying my heart can take it and I will care. Pop corn, all the inside, rolling over with a sacred tide. Pop corn, all the colors today. Listen with your heart, it's a grand display. 

All my Brothers we lie in a row. All together, the colors of the clan glow. We are the soldiers who find the true path, when we are aligned the heaven will blast. Pop corn, show me your face, wonderful inside the great taste. Pop corn, it's what holiness dew, showing the greatness the love inside of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you and you. Of you and you and you and you. We are sharing these fields, the colors are built real. 

Indian corn show me the way, a story of all the beginning the severance pay (for being a good child of the universe). I can tell you the witness of love, gifting of abundance, YELLS the DOVES. Thank you. thank you.  Thank you, my God above. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you my God below. Thank you all around me glow, all the waves the after glow. I say, I bow today, all in a row, many colors of this Rainbow.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. you and me, we sail the seas. You and me, we live gallantly. you and me, I shine for you. You and me, let us guide on through. Hey pop-corn!

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It's an amazing point of view, the circle that we chew. Aho (spirit fly) to the great knews. White Buffalo Calf Woman here to snooze, yet there is sow very much to dew. So here I go, into the flow, where the buffalo roam in a roar. Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. yah-hoo, dippity doo, my song is going after the fuge, the note that sings true....

Relatives, Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. Hey pop-corn! This is a nice picture to talk about dreaming. Trying to keep the song down to a line or two is the hardest part, with so very much to say, songs that sing in the wind and display. Hope you enjoyed the Sacred Song Blessing today, "Indian Corn" speaks the waves with long tales to day. Pte San Win Wbcw

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From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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Relatives, have been collecting artworks of 50+ images of myself, Wbcw. Was thinking about adding saying to each one. This would help get the images out, by the artists and my words, instead of other people speaking on my behalf (seems to be what the people need). Collecting artist names is always the hardest part, when they don't sign their names on the works. We will do our best to honor the artist. Send names if you recognize an artist. It's an amazing point of view, the circle that we chew. Aho to the great knews. White Buffalo Calf Woman here to snooze, yet there is sow very much to dew. So here I go, into the flow, where the buffalo roam in a roar. Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash. yah-hoo, dippity doo, my song is going after the fuge, the note that sings true....

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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!

Prayer Date: 09292013 Deep Inside Resides the Pure of Heart

River of dreams impart. All of my life, I wish for this start. Come be a humble wheel to know, just how I wind up in this grand show.

Deep inside resides the pure of heart that minds. Everyone is pure, when we bless and pray azure. Blue of heaven guide in me. Listening to my soul in the breeze. We are journeying along this path, to drink of pure love that lasts and lasts.

Down below in the cave of love, deep inside where we hide our doves. Peaceful longing will provide, happiness we hide. Yet in the starting of a bloom, the light within must learn to consume, the gratitude of living here, just to drink every tear. Wine truly water pure, the walking of those who reach this world. It's a spirit of love that binds this heart, to where the pure inside sings like the lark.

I dream where green grass will grow, near the springs clear waters flow. I dream of the light above, where springs show up for the doves. And each on a great journey, please gift them pure waters to feel, that inside where we hide, a tear of rivers preside. We listened to you, where wonder is the view. Deep inside reside the pure of heart. Let us bless and know we can impart.

Wisdom. Shine wisdom. Wisdom, shine out to the world. Receive all that matters and then a bit of a spatter, upon the screen, the door that beams, where we are illuminating shadows and life is breaking bonds (through the sacred cleansing, the impure is vanquished, until another hour, we bless some more), to allow us to bond again, with those who live without sin. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Deep inside resides the pure of heart, where we are singing like the larks. Birds of song inside of you, when blessings live inside of you.

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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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: 09282013 Heart of the Blue, My Love to You

There is a song inside my heart, where I want to drop of tear of delight in knowing you are with me along the way. Freedom came to show us the saved. Treasures deers, come jump with delight, over rolling hills that spill into the night. I share my heart with all the deep blue seas, where we live upon the world sow blue (road, hoop, circle) of thee (the heavenly tree).

Time is all we know, when we share our tears of gold. With delight upon this rainbow, all colors spill to sea, the greatness of the colors of every single seed. There is a place inside us that we treasure everyday, the place in which our heart is proud to be alive. We are happy to be alive, just in time to change the dye, the colors of the world, the painting of what I dream. I wish for this great song, to find your heart within, to share a delightful sing, to heal all the world to bring. 

Can we help each other on this great ride? I hope that all my Brothers and Sisters start to prescribe. Care about all the strangers and make them feel at home. Then they will remember when they travel to another shore/show. Love open all the doors. 



White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns, the Rainbow Clan of delight with so very many sights. Thank you for your sacred dreams, putting off so much steam. Your breath can change the world, with your devoted prayers. I bow with you, all of the view.

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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

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Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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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!