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Friday, November 22, 2013

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

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

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

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

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

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


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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!

Thursday, November 21, 2013

11212013 Blinding Inner Light: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

There is a season in time that makes us blind. Evolution has a key to bring divine in thee. All my relatives. I have all my Relatives. I wish for binding seas, with visions gifting me liberty. There is a place in time that helps us to be kind. Live in your hearts where we can find the way, to all that is said, in each others heart we save. Listen here to my cheer to the longing of your fear, watch your heart, sing a song, then we will be all along to the seas of life. There we will deal with strife, with a gentle hand, otherwise we will have to band. All together MAN, it's time to share our hearts, blinding arcs of light.

We wished upon this time, yet we find... all the things that overcome is the treasures. Yet everyday with sorrow played, I want to know, which way to go, if only I could learn to glow.... I could find, all that is bind/ing. I could find the glowing light inside. I could find the treasures of the hind (of the past), those who left their mark, I must forgive their stark. I will lead the way, forgive and bow and pray. Love will lead the daze. Love will lead the waves. Love will shed a coat for all this moat (encircling us with particles of light/mote like a moat), the places of the seas (envisioning). Let our hearts bee (dream impossible dreams), one big happy family.

Shimming and shake, heal and awake. All the times come forwards to help us bind. Treasures unwind. Children of living that chime. Set a course, love is a burst of fireworks. Love is the charge we make our mark, to sail away, to where love displays. To where love displays.... there we find our way.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to share with all the rings. My relatives I share the most, the sacred holy toast. We are joined in family. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star sets the breeze, with his LOVE, that is a shining dove, peaceful heart. We must dew our part, while he drums the beat, of the longing in the sweet...... music lullabies (that sail in the winds from we to you)).

Gifted By Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy


 
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!

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.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and Around the World. Please help sponsor Elders and Warriors continue serving the Great Give-a-way.


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.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and Around the World. Sponsor Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love back into your life, through the Sacred Ceremonies we share. Let us all join the GREAT give-a-way. Yay!

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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