Prayer Date: 10072013 Fly Spirit Fly

I can feel my spirit flying free. Down from heaven it's a shocking breeze. All my light wants to flow, yet my soul just won't let go. It is time to achieve the glorious dream, between you and me. All of the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). I am standing here in the sky where the soul wants to realize. 

I am bound up you see, the heavenly soul wants to breeze. My earthly flesh, just wants to pass all the tests. And inside my soul resides to tell a story of the heavenly wide. It's a sky of blue, the dreams come true. It is time for love. It is time for LOVE. You and me, we are family on the tree (the Rainbow Clan, all of Man). We are family you and me. We are all destine to acheive time. And with every stroke of the toast, I tell you all the holy ghosts want to dance and sing a romance. In the sky where the dragons live, in the sky where the anteater/aardvark (for ages) drifts and in the sky where all the clouds sail by to tell us stories of you and me, like a fox got lost in a siege. It's time to shine with laughter, to say I love you. It's time to share the stories of what we say and dew. You clary (stout wisdom, bright), my often dairy (milky starry eyes). We are mystified with all those eyes (treasure chest of gems, with each child a jewel of God's loving story). 

We are together flying in the sky. We are together longing for the village wide. We are together like it's part of this dream. Dreaming together inside of this eternity. Lift is a wonder, let my spirit fly. We want to slumber from the electrical charge, yet inside we are excited to feel this world alive. Sow very much to say over the rolling hills we praise. All the rains fall down in space, to glow a story of light that beams in your face. Let our spirits fly together. I and you. You and me. We are three, when we join together a star is formed. Love is the sacred whether we carry our horns (share our hearts and speak our peace, through validation and songs, thus piercing the hearts of others without harming them).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the Spirits flying by. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star shines on by/e. And we all together long to feel better eyes. WE bless all the Grandmothers and Great Grandmothers who gift us the embrace, the holding onto our face. The place the blanket of love keeps us warm, our hearts that are sworn to grant no harm.

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 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

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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: 10062013 Four Directions

Four directions show me my true family, those on the Rainbow hoop, where all are part of the trees (sacred suns on the run, orbs of light). We send you good tidings where ever you are, the Rainbow trail shines this far. It's lessons we gleam and we share every day. Each stone is a stage, a place to shine through where love was the ride through. 

I bow with you the star that's true. I know it's Grandfather Bear. And all you dew, it's love that's true, the humble bow in you, ewe (lamb of god). And when you rise upon the skies, the stars shine and gleam the path. There it's time to lean on love, where we bow down at last. There the eagle flies, to open wide, the distance of this hide. Everywhere we flow, it's just about time for the beat of this chime. Listen to the winds that blow towards you. Listen to the winds that blow near you. It's chiming after all, the billows in the clouds, the sun is calling out to everyone. Let us run.............. over sailing seas.........let us run over this land divinity. Let us run, where the waking of the SUNS. Let us run, where heaven has it's ONE. Together now all together, it's circle, it's a tribe.Every color of the rainbow knows how to travel with this hide, the skin of our lives. 

Four directions buffalo rumble in the suns. All the perspective on the holy rungs. Each child is gleaming his waves. Just in the distance, I say. I say, I say. It's all the waves.  There at the target the shadow divine, deep inside the heart of Mother always chimes. She listens carefully to every word, just in time to carry forth every single heard. It's a story in you. All the little children long to feel this view. Tell me true warriors, buffalo hide, the skin of many colors that bind and glide. Tell me your colors, the duties of this world, then we can be together, shining all our worth. We could bee (dream) family once again. Listening to our gins. 

Every single warrior has a name, greatness all together it's time without shame. Let us get together and hear all the voice, the ONENESS of GOD has a great choice. Listen the dream harmony will gleam. Listen to the dream and watch all steam. Listen to the wails of the cotton tails. We are together to listen to the tales, when the shoulders of tears we whale. It's songs that we sing, to tell each other how to bring. It's songs we sing, telling everyone on the rings. We are married to this circle of life, where the four directions gift us our strife. And all together listening to all the tales, four directions beam, show us how to sail. Sail, sail our way through. Love is the afterglow of everything we dew. Listen to the stories all in the winds, we are could be together, when love blesses all the SIN. Blessings to the sin. Blessings to the sin, where the fields of Mother begin. Let her tell her story, then you'd understand. She is all together upon this sacred land. 

Embrace this trace. Don't you understand your bitter taste. Let's dance and sing and wash everything clean, clean, clean like a mirror of delightful, shining out shining out, love is the binding of all the children. Listen to the winds. Listen to the winds. Listen to the winds come true, blue, you and me too. True blue, you and me too. True blue, all together knew. We are children of the four directions of the GREAT KNEWS. Let us bow with Mother, the Rainbow child. She will show us just how to smile. Let us play together and have a great time. We are together such a very short time. Let us learn to share all our greatness aware, where suns within, the circle and the square (cosmic field, nine streams through, four directions imbue, Mother and Sun stones of the dream knews).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the children of the Rings, hoops and circles of love that swears to love each other down the thoroughfare. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns, the stones the sing the ONES who bring the cosmic crystalline snow on home, the brethren of the Rainbow Clan.

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 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

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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: 10052013 Sweet Honey Rivers of Gold Listen to What the Bees Foretold

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Listen to the bees. I can feel the breeze. All the honey sown, just to hear us groan. How sweet it is. How sweet it is. We are together like the sacred drifts. How sweet it is. How sweet it is. Moving all together in golden drifts. Sweet like honey, all our dreams unfold. Sweet like honey rivers of flowing gold. Sweet like vinegar, when we don't see it right.  Sweet like a lullaby, when we treat life just right. Listen to the bees, heaven..ly. Listen to the bee...ze (humming, buzzing), heavenly. Yes in deed, we are promising to hear the bees. We are sent from God to collect the rods (vision), to cultivate all the seeds (time of renewal). We are part of this dream.
 
Listen to the bees, where you walk today, bow down on the street, when you have to praise. Listen with all your heart, to seek a place to bee, one shifting harmony. There is a song inside of you, rushing around looking for a view, that makes you happier than you could conceive, all you have to do is believe. Listen to the bees, where the honey flows, then you will find all the treasure groves. We will be glistening in the streams of sweet divine, all that shines. 

Where we go, my heart will flow to you. Where we go, my heart will flow. I indeed will capture the heart in need, because I love this world. Listen to the bees, they know how to cultivate all the sacred trees, the relatives who need, to be close to you, near the view of milk and honey, sent from God. We are part of this holy log (the law of love that binds us together, rings of time). We are part of this tree. Love is here to stake a claim and we are Great Spirits who are trails of loving wails. We are trails of loving whales. We sing our songs, to know, where we went wrong. We sing our songs to know, where we went right. We sing our songs to know it's out of sight. We sing our songs, to know you are closer than a note on a bar. You are the golden treasure, brotherhood with a measure (part of the whole orchestra, all holding onto the Golden Father on the Blue ring, where he is tied to the whole house with Rainbow Mother and her children, the suns or beings of light, the Rainbow Clan.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the sacred rings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star brings the holy heart beat in the drum this far. We light the sky with prayers today as we sing and dance and praise. We bow down with the Rainbow Arks, each child who needs a hand to land and save, to heal and praise.

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God has created a harmonious union between bees and flowers. http://harunyahya.com/en/Books/4193/the-miracle-of-the-honeybee/chapter/5018

 

 

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 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

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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: 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

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!

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.

Gifted by Elders of the Rainbow Clan, 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

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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) 

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

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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!