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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

11202013 Sunshine All the Way: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Let there be music in your heart today. Let our hearts sing to find the waves. Let us become a shining ray, for all of heaven to know of praise. Come let the heart sing today. Let all the people know the waves. And sunshine happen to me today, I wish to bring in sunshine all the way.

With music inside there comes a time, when all the rivers will bind. Treasures mountains galaxies, it's portrayed ... ... .... ... ... .... love is gallantly. We are learning to sit up. We are learning to bow down. We are learning to hear sound (sea with heavenly eyes, sonar which repeats and returns making a full circle, projecting an image). Glory be the turn around. And the rainbow lights a sky, to tell a story of far and wide. We are treasures each and everyone, because we know, we know, we know, we are the SUNS.

Hold you close to my heart. And I will promise to dew my part. I will sing forever in the trees, let love come to you and me. Let the soldiers ride the sky, where we live out, the treasures wide. We are people, each and everyone, for it's kingdom, it's a kingdom, it's a kingdom, far and wide. Let all be together cleansing our souls. Let us all be together and bring us the bold. Let us all be together to sing in the fields. Heaven on Earth it's a wheel. Yes, it's a wheel (circle of life).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today (The wind blows from all our Relatives. We bow with you!), to tell you stories upon the high heavenly waves. And Holiness David, Running Eagle Shooting Star tells it in a drumbeat that knows the cause, LOVE is the LAW. Come all my soldiers ride those waves. Dream of sunsets where heaven will cave, to hold the pure of heart inside of you, the dreaming sunlight, the light from within, the brand k/new view. Yeah the brand new view. It's Brotherhood and it's coming out for/from you. 


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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 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
Pray With Elders around the World
My computer is protected

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!

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

11192013 River of Our Heartbeat : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Wind did blow, love did grow, yet inside the cup did not flow. Where was I? I did not wide (wise/embrace/receive). All the questions led me to the inside. And when I got there, I wanted to know, which way was the snow (all the crystalline stones, snowflakes, orbs of light)? I had to think, was I at a sink, running down the tubes again. Where will I be when I arrive, inside of me? 

Sow I bellowed out and made my shout. The hills did hear my call. Then all of a sudden the rocks did move, the Earth thundered and roars. Rumbling there inside of me, my feet could not move. Which way was it flowing from? Which way should I choose? 

I lent (risen sun/leaned) on love, listened to the doves, the peaceful souls within. And inside where the thunder rolled, peace was all that was sown. We stood nearby to look at wide, the many trembling fields. They need our hands to help heal and understand that LOVE will peel them light (reveal).

For all we said and thanked our blood, the river of our heartbeat. Times are changing to make us sane, when we choose LOVE for real. Let all be true, it's me and you, that we can find our waves. Just find a shoe and walk straight is the rule, yet curve towards the inside, where there lives a brilliant light.

Yes, the wind did blow and love did grow and finally my cup did overflow. And with this river, I share my love to all the windows (visions) and the groves. Mother Earth I gift my heart.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the Rings, the Hoops and Circles of LOVE. And when we stand, let us all band together, it's a better weather/whether, the choice to call us a CLAN, the making of the HUMAN MAN.

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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 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
Pray With Elders around the World
My computer is protected

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!

Monday, November 18, 2013

11182013 Bells Toll and Blow : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)



There we blow the universe around. Can you feel it's mighty grand sound? I wish you could feel everything that's real. I wish you could feel this way. Everyplace we flow, energy does grow. Even in the cracks, the crevices that lack (emptiness). Deep inside where we hide our roots to grow. All our heaven has a place to sow. Can we feel the welcome of the energy of life. Bring home all of this strife.

Wishing for bells to toll. I know it's going to be gold. Everywhere my heart subsides. I have to open my eyes. We are a universe in our hands. Let us make an open reprimand (fuss over each other to do our sacred blessings, fight for unity every moment of the day). We must choose to look within, to eliminate our sins. Wishing for bells to toll. Making love to the old (elders need to be cared for to help rejoice and dance). Won't you come dance with me. We could dance and feel the breeze.  

There we blow the world around (descending wave) . . .  (wave crest tides) just to make this sound (descending wave) . . .  (wave crest). And when we rise above, we could stand with gloves. Fitting all inside the deep roots we hide. Fitting all outside the smiles we want to shine. Fitting all the dream, hold me tight, let us all gleam. We are like a steam engine, roaring down the tracks. 

(Are you here? Smack!!!) Listen Brother to my words heaven has sent me with the words. Listen Sister to my voice heaven has sent me twice. Echo linger in time is waiting to be sublime. Down up and down again, the valleys show us the sacred winds/wings. There you stand and bow down just to hear the sound loud (hailing winds). And if you reminisce we could learn to kiss (tell a tale close up), touch each other's lips (rejoice in each other's words, your heart sow bold). I could hear your tale, everything you waled/whaled/sang!

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the family rings. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the sacred SUNS (all the family, the beloved). Sammi Swimming Ice and Blowing in the Wind dancing to eliminate sin, prescribing love on all the limbs. Here/hear we bow, family who play many instruments and sings the hums of the many bees, our family dreams.

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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 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
Pray With Elders around the World
My computer is protected

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!

Sunday, November 17, 2013

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
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
My computer is protected

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!

Saturday, November 16, 2013

11162013 We Live on the Same Tree (Oneness): Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind


Listen to the music inside your heart. Listen to the music the winds blow far. Listen to the skills of the wisdom roar, down deep inside your heart adores. Listen to the beat of the sacred drum. Listen to the children as they well up and run. Listen to the shaving of the cosmic winds. We are all together again.

Windows open to let the breeze on in. Windows open to share the light of grins. Windows open to share the vision come true, a painting on the wall about you. Windows share the happiness or gloom. Windows are the waking of your room. Whether it be day or night like it should, windows are all about the hood (embracing winds/views).

Caring the world will not give you what you need. Caring about the sacred faithful tree. Caring about the way of gentlemen. We are looking towards the winds. Look how faithful the world can be, only to find they don’t care about me. Caring about the people walking in this strife, that means you have a devoted life.

True blue is all inside of you. True is the path that never lies to you. True is the place where all is harmony. We are children of the sacred seas. True is the sacred love that passes you and me. True is the faithful heart that longs to feel the breeze. True is the place in time for all the children to rhyme, we are singing in the winds again (this time).

Talking and walking is a sacred act. Talking and walking is a sure, a fact. Talking and walking is the place of breath of life, rolls over and places nice. Talking and walking is the religious point of view. Talking and walking helps us to find our way through. Talking and walking is the place of heaven sent. Let us bow to the winds and make it a sacred vent.

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Seek a path of glory that will last. Pass it on to your children with a song. Seek happiness all the rolling of the nest. Seek a happy heart that is blessed. Seek the relative who needs you by your side. Seek the place of paradise the wisdom of the ride. Seek a wonderful relationship with this sacred world, then you will bow down with the herd/heard. WE did seek what we learned.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings every single day, to help us all find a path of loving sacred rays. WE are sharing rainbows in everything we dew. Love is the kindness that spills out of you. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star does drum today. Being faithful like a soldier who wants a hefty raise. He is shouting, “We want it better. It’s about humanity (plenty for all). Give your soul to everyone, we live on the SAME TREE (of Oneness).“ We bow down eternally. Elders of the Rainbow stand by you.


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Image by Aunt @[597189039:2048:Daneen Penecale Nichols] Seasons That Sing

For all our Relatives at this circle, I bow today to help heal the waves. Your devoted servants, White Buffalo Calf Woman and @[100000022549610:2048:Holiness David Running Eagle], elders

There is a sun in the sky telling the world about the wise. If only we had a hand of God, to make it change in the clouds. Every field grows with love, permeation of the doves. With peaceful resolution states we are bound to make mistakes. Yet in each other we feel the arms, it's okay, let's put on the charm. And when we forgive let's start again, to bring in heaven on the winds. Love is true, when you are next to me. Love is true, when you are standing with all the leaves. Love is true, when we are together ONE FAMILY. Let us smoother each other with LOVE.
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Image by Aunt Daneen Penecale Nichols Seasons That Sing

For all our Relatives at this circle, I bow today to help heal the waves. Your devoted servants, White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David Running Eagle, elders

There is a sun in the sky telling the world about the wise. If only we had a hand of God, to make it change in the clouds. Every field grows with love, permeation of the doves. With peaceful resolution states we are bound to make mistakes. Yet in each other we feel the arms, it's okay, let's put on the charm. And when we forgive let's start again, to bring in heaven on the winds. Love is true, when you are next to me. Love is true, when you are standing with all the leaves. Love is true, when we are together ONE FAMILY. Let us smoother each other with LOVE.

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
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
My computer is protected

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!

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