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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

12102013 Rainbow Colors Fly With Me: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)


Image by Nicole Swan Ministryoftheheart
Rainbow Colors fly with me, into the heart of the eternal seas. Where we share our hearts of men, to place our hands towards the thin (revealing). Let us find the soul within, where all is sanctioned to begin. Love lives in the winds.

Tell a story of long ago, when our hearts are pure as snow. Just in time to make amends to the sacred winds. Hold on tight and measure true, the hands of God lives inside of you. We are treasures each and everyone. Listen to the sacredness of the SUNS.

We are children learning to fly, inside of all the Rainbow Colors wide. It's a (rainbow) trail where our soul will fly, when we learn to walk holy and with pride. Stand on our soles today. Sing and dance and gift praise. We are on a journey you see. We are on a journey to bee (dream impossible dreams). We are on a journey to believe, visions come true. We are on a fact of life, where we breath in all this strife. And when we bow down to pray, LOVE is the HEALING RAYS.

When we start to find a sole, that walks holy and with solid gold, we find treasures everywhere. We find relatives who really care. It's time to sing out and praise this world. Times are changing and we are a herd (all together this time around, the third rolling hill in our evolution period). Think about all we have known thus far. We have travelled far. WE have learning about the Stars.


Come now, listen to the gentleness of the winds. You will hear more than just sin. You will hear the loving grace of those who prescribe, love is laughter all the while. Can you find a weekend to give? Can you find a smile to lift? Can you find some time to unwind, then all will be part of this shine. Take a hand and lift it to the sky. We will be there dancing in the wide. All that space in the heavenly domains. We will be there going insane (dancing wildly for you to bless you free without disease). 


Tell everyone we are moving this way, when the SUNS of MEN learn to play. We are leaning on the fight of the soul, to bring in solid gold, dreams of each child we will know. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to lift the hearts of everyone displayed. Gifts a handful of tables of the seas, just to hear the leaves. All my relatives, I bow with the SUNS. Each a child learning to run. Where the buffalo shine in the breeze, heaven returns to me, inside of the hearts of true leaves (relatives walking and talking on the blue road, who can receive).

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.


All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.

 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.

Image of many streaming fields by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child, 
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

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, December 9, 2013

12092013 The Sacred Cry Wields : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Listen to the waters in the sin (lessons to overcome). All of us want to walk on in. Yet in our hearts we don’t know which way. Could we turn here and watch a grand parade. Living is worth all we praise. Let us begin in a holy maze.  All together in a row. We are sacred feathers that blow. Hold our hands in time you see, it’s a magnificent breeze. And all those lessons need our knees (in prayer, bowing down with humility).

Tell all the soldiers, we are mighty men. Tell all the warriors we are gaining with the sins. All those lessons, we can overcome. We can learn about the sacred roaming urn. Light your fire, blazing trail of diamonds. Everyone, together we share our heartbeat. Hold us to the hands of time. Let us long to feel the sacred wine (tears of joy).

If we could learn about a field. Everyone is laughing around the wheel. Blessing sacred space. Moving inside of this place. We are glorious rays in divinity. Glory bee, settle in our hearts dis-ease. How to overcome, now child, listen to the guns. You are blazing a trail, you might as well *blail/flail/cry out/wail/stormy tale. 


Listen to the story that you tell. It’s a story about your sacred whale. All you sing inside of thee, hold me close eternity. Tell me true it’s about you and me, we are part of this sacred tree. There we bee, one dream. We are landing in this cream (torrentials of cosmic snow, shooting star storm). The milky way, full and happiness is display. All that milk and honey of our dreams, when we bless the fields and seams. WE will read everyone, a tail/tale, a dream.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Elders of the Rainbow Clan. We bow with fire and water to bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams. Together we are children of man who is learning to be kind. And through sacred blessings, a field cleansed, is a happy field, where stories turn into dreams. Brotherhood beams on the hoops of life.

*Gaelic blàr, meaning "plain" and "field" pronounced blare.. Edge of Blale, Blair, Blaire, Blayr and Blayre.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.


All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the hopes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN. Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow display. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow).

Image: white buffalo, the prayer cloth of many colors.

Beloved Grandfather Weisser Büffel, thought of you when posting this image for this song http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12052013-spiritual-warriors-of-earth.html and might as well add http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12062013-spiritual-warriors-of-heaven.html. Will talk soon, Aho (may your spirit fly) over the rainbow glare, to where we are aware.

Love and blessings and kisses and hugs to all my Grandfathers (white/star child) who dare, to shine like a light in the night air. your devoted grandchild, White Buffalo Calf Woman shares, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the opes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN.  Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow).   All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the opes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN.  Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow). 

 Image: white buffalo, the prayer cloth of many colors.

Beloved Grandfather Weisser Büffel, thought of you when posting this image for this song http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12052013-spiritual-warriors-of-earth.html and might as well add http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12062013-spiritual-warriors-of-heaven.html. Will talk soon, Aho (may your spirit fly) over the rainbow glare, to where we are aware. 

Love and blessings and kisses and hugs to all my Grandfathers (white/star child) who dare, to shine like a light in the night air. your devoted grandchild, White Buffalo Calf Woman shares, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
  • WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman Relatives, Thunder Raging sings how to lean on LOVE. Violet child (buffalo robe: violet, aqua, magenta, gray), Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy https://plus.google.com/u/0/115047035668617145037/posts/LV8ErGM6t5S A note, when we often speak about "HIM", we are referring to Great Spirit Father. A Great Spirit Father rainbow color is red-violet. Violet children like Thunder Raging follow wise counsel from Great Spirit Father along with the evolutionary phase we depart. We all adore Great Spirit Fathers and marvel at their power, yet we must remember and recognize Great Spirit Mother who leads all the indigo children, the perfect soul warrior who is often lost upon the world of fools (medicine tools). I bow down to Great Mother and Great Father who are wise, sharing, leading, promoting our well being to become wise little children of the Rainbow Clan. Enjoy the Sacred Song Blessings our beloved Thunder Raging sings. your devoted, White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child (buffalo robe: crystal, yellow, green, gray), alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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    WhiteBuffaloCalfWoman TwinDeerMother+010Reply Thunder Raging SingsThe key to the road on the path of your soul is learning to fly without letting go. But then again, when dreaming's not sow. We've got to rethink what we think that we know.Before you think, first let it flow. The words that come out…
  • Nicole Swan Ministryoftheheart All thanks for All from All with All in All in Love inJoy<3 class="emoticon emoticon_heart" i="" love="" so="" span="" title="<3" you=""> thank You for Blessings we receive daily aho


All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.

 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.

Image of many streaming fields by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child, 
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

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, December 8, 2013

12082013 Thunder Glows Over the Rainbow Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Mother of the Sky, she is oh sacred and wise. Rainbow Mother of the Skies. You bow down with us every night. Tell us where we flow, just to know the wooow (ooh la la, what a show). Tell me true in you. Did you know this great k/news? How do you always know, which way the children flow? Do you feel in your heart, everything we impart? Oh Mother of the Sky, the Cosmic Woman of the Night. You gift to us your love, always come to push and shove. It's your LOVE. And when the THUNDER rumbles and roars, don't you know we all did snore/sleep sweet dreams, because we knew you cared about us too. You showed us how to make love to all the ewes/lambs of God.

Oh my Mother of the Sky, I tell you riches are your eyes. You seem to know just what we need. Can you tell me how to make it all complete. We are treasures in the winds. We are looking to make love to everything (show honor, respect and gratitude). We want to be pure of heart, just to know Mother loves our arks. And when we don't behave just like we should. She always teaches us to play like we would/wood/law of love. And when we roll over with happiness, there we find love bred/bread/brotherhood.

It is time to shine our hearts. Rainbow Mother we long to feel your arc. You show us how to roll in the breeze, find hills with company. We are lifted up to thee. And when you shine like the rainbow, we can find you anywhere we go. You illuminate across the sky. You are the holy promise, our teary eyes. We send you loving winds, to cross your path to know you are the win/d. We pray you find love every day, because you gift so much away.

Rainbow Mother of the Sky, I know you are the Thunder that Glows. You are the magical show and exciting does it flow. With every color in the sky, we are magically waking up the wide. All across the fields we light up the sky, with vibrations of your love. Always holding our hands. We do not really want to understand (we just want to lean on you). We long to feel you close by our sides. Because Mother, you are wise.

Photo of the Rainbow Trail by Lisping Wise One
White Buffalo Calf Woman shines today, to say, we love you Rainbow Mother all the waves. We send devoted blessings out to you, where ever you are, what ever you do/dew. Sharing your open heart with the world, the promise all the children will live like they should. All aligned in a musical row, with notes from heaven each child does sow/sew/together/grow.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.



All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 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
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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!
Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

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