12142013 Wonder, Wonder, Wonder, Who Wrote the Book of Love: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? (who wrote the book of love) Who is the blue? (true blue, devoted to, service of kingsmen and the queen, blue blood those who travel the heavenly blue road as relatives of the crown) Wonder, wonder, wonder, who is the blue? Hoo, Who. Who is the blue?  Who is the blue? Thinking upon this world, everyone is shouting. Wonder about this world. Everyone is shouting. It's full of hate and gory states, just a taste. Wonder, wonder, wonder who is that line upon this face? Wonder, wonder wonder who is that state of bliss inside of my taste? Wonder if all these dreams come suffering in the breeze? Wonder wonder what we feel inside of thee? Heaven on earth is gliding down this road free.

If I could take the hands of God and submit. I would have them all commit. Salvation is the circle of life. Where we are (to) join in this sacred strife. It's a wonder, such a dream exists. Wonder wonder wonder who is you? You are the very star that God comes home to. And with all this pondering about this world. We must find a sacred rolling hill, to wake up and call upon that rolling wills, where are you wondering? What hill are your riding free? Which way will kingdom come with you by your holy guns (blazing trail of rainbow colors from within, flowing trail of suns in the wind, like fire works show). 

I have been wondering all my life. I have been wondering all my life. I have been wondering which way is the strife to come to the hills of all of my life. There is a changing fields where everything is real. And my WHOLE did come to circle as ONE, it's true and blue, love inside of you. We were wondering, all together in the SUNS, where the fields are walking and true, where love is the view. Wonder, wonder, wonder who? I wonder who won't ride this view? I wonder what has come over you, without love in your view? 

Who wrote the book of love? I say God inside of each SUN of this world. You are the very book, where the heart does took/hook, needing rainbows to fulfill your waves, it's been a joyful way. It's been a joyful day. 

Come join my hands to the sacred suns. We are walking over rivers as we run. All the streaming fields, collect and wheel, like lakes and pool, pondering (ganglia plexus, central station; nervous system) where to set my feet, down deep. There the book of love sits waiting for the doves (peaceful warriors) to cling to the book of life in everything. It's a book that shines upon the rhyme of Ghosts that know the most (and toast to love). And will we bee a comfort tree, then all will shine a true, love is greatness that lives inside of you.

Blessings to all the sin, to bring home lessons as the wind, purified in loving care, the embrace of all the hair!

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star hits the drum, to feel the heart of everyone. And when we share our dreams together, we know of the sacred weather, which way will we flow, we wonder as we glow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to hear the winds of heaven shade, the glorious world it's paradise fulfilled. Just have to paint a dream aknew, glory rings coming true. It's me and you, relatives too, we are family upon the shores. White willows (crystalline dreams in every color), every seed, blossom forth, even through greed. Let love set this tree in motion for harmony, blissfully. It's time to bee, one sacred tree. It's time to seek a family, are you true and blue? Are you wondering too? If you know god's love lives inside of  you, let's join our hearts like wheels and darts, and plunge on through the valley we knew, spiritual greatness is the news.
 
Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"

Monotones – 

Who Wrote The Book Of Love lyrics

video at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OS1LFGGGazc

I wonder wonder who, oouu who
Who wrote the book of love
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Oh who wrote the book of love
I've got to know the answer
Was it someone from above
I wonder wonder who, be-do-do who
Who wrote the book of love
I, I love you darlin'
Baby you know I do
But I've got to see this book of love
Find out why it's true
I wonder wonder who, be-doooo who
Who wrote the book of love
Chorus:
Chapter one says the lover
You lover her with all your heart
Chapter two you tell her
You never, never, never, never, ever wanna part
In chapter three remember
The meaning of romance
In chapter four you break up
But you give her just one more chance
Oh I wonder wonder who, be-doooo who
Who wrote the book of love
Baby, baby, baby
I love you yes I do
Well it says so in this book of love
Are’s is the one that's true
Oh I wonder wonder who, be-doooo who
Who wrote the book of love
(Chorus)
Oh I wonder wonder who, be-doooo who
Who wrote the book of love
Baby, baby, baby
I love you yes I do
Well it says so in this book of love
Are’s is the one that's true
I wonder wonder who, be-doooo who
Who wrote the book of love
I, wonder who, (Yeah) who wrote the book of love

Thank you http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/monotones/

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, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray 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

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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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!

12132013 The Crow Cries Grandmother's Eyes: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

We are sunshine today, with heaps of smoke blowing from our rays. We are purifying the fields, to make everything grow and healed. Let us say a prayer today, to cleanse the fields and watch those sun rays. Let us open our hearts to true, when love comes flushing out of you.

Singing dancing is our hoop, the growing rolling stone of loops. And over and over we twirl, to make it all feel a word. There is story everywhere. Suns are growing up to cheer. Tell me what am I to do, about loving true and blue. Everyday when I walk by, I can hear your swollen cries. And it's hopes and dreams you feel, but you don't know how to make it real. Reel it on in, to where there is no more sin. Shed that coat of fear, watch it walk from near (impure run away or is purified to sacred dust), to be a holy scope again. We need dreams today. We need to hold our sun dancing rays. We need everyone, to learn how to become SACRED SUNS.

Then all the CROWS outside would dance in the breeze. On top of all the trees. We can hear their cries. Grandmother says open your eyes. We are plenty of scopes, just learning to cope, how about we learn to understand, how to put them together again!  Then children will realize. Then we will come to compromise. We will want to know the revelation of the winds. We will want to know just how to begin. Listen to the story of the skies. All the tree tops with the Eagle cries. And it's true blue, when we walk holy unto you. And we listen to this view. We listen to all the tools. Yes it's true blue inside of you, where love is the sacred clues. And we can overcome, when love is the holy ONE, shooting guns of diamonds, rays of light that succumb, telling everybody, love is the holy ONE. 

Help us be together again, sing praise holy whether in all our choices we pray. Come greet one another. Share praise to the tethers that hold us close to be the most, holy greeting suns, the laughter shared by everyone. Yes, I can hear you Grandmother near. Yes, I can hear the Crow cry with their eyes. Always wanting more and more surprised. Children everywhere learn to dance now. Come to the church inside of you (buffalo robe or four directions in rainbow colors) romance now. Where you sing, from inside you spring a living sun, filled with rays of ONE. 

Come share with me the holy breeze, the love inside of this cosmic breeze. Tell me true, love is you. I know I came to talk and walk to the k/news. We are all together again. Heaven sent us all in the winds. Grandmother knows the cry to tell the stories of our eyes. Come to the circle and share today. Show your senses all the rays of the inner sun that shines, upon the hoops that bind, the blue road loving wine, where intoxication is a chime, tears of glory every time (joy blossoms out of you, true happiness). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today to bring in holy rays. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star brings in the Buffalo drum to hear your call. Together we are talking sacred to the SUNS, all the healing weeping of everyone. WE are Elders walking talking to you, when love is the sacred tool. And when you need to forgive, just say it true. I want to love all of you. It's hard today, to forgive their rays, when they took so much away. I will try today. I will bring my heart rays. I will bless these fields, dance and heel and sing my songs, blessings all along. I will share my heart with every part. I will dew my dance inside this romance. Love will share the clues. Love will pay the dews/dues/do's.

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.

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Aho Relatives, sharing the sky with the rest. Smooth sailing in the winds, when love is used to begin, flush out that sin and bring it home a...gain. Let there be a house a home, where spiritual means more than a phone, it means that love will gain a fuge, a note in the holy hues. Love is the greatest tool. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in fresh air, for those who have lost the scope to journey fare/fair sails. Let's bring Brotherhood to all of the shores, then we will know exactly how to adore! Aho, aho, let's move the winds blow. Aho, Aho, let's find the sails, go. Aho, Aho, it's time to sing true, the magic of sailing comes out of the blue! (blue road of heavenly virtues, wakan or holy walking). gifted by Alight FromWithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"

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, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray 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

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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!

12122013 Beaming Lights Upon the Trail: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Beaming lights upon the trail. Let me hit that nail (vision: railway tracks, held together with spikes. Like the stacks on a train engine, held together with a coupling is the same way Grandmother, gray child, the gray color pulls/pushes constantly). Always tapping for the gold (dig deep for tales of wisdom). Hold me close to thine rays (all in a row). Come sit with awhile. Let me shine with a holy smile. Let me shine awhile. To gift a hand a long long mile. Everyday upon the snow, we make our heart ever glow. And with this, my sacred kiss, touch my hand and understand, Love is the empty road, willing to receive all the gold (dreams coming true).


There inside of all we share, the shining light and it's wondrous glare. Shining beauty everywhere, when we stop to listen and care. Show true and blue with you. Hold my hand and we will too. Cherish longing for this kiss, always beauty in the mist. Heal the sole upon my feet, where I walk I want to feel complete. We are children everywhere, longing to know we care.


Sing with magic in the beat. Tell others how wonderful and complete. Show the making of this glorious sound. Holding you and making love to this view. It's time for us to receive all these clues. Settle down and share your heart. Sit right down and know your part. Tell your story best bee true, from the heart inside of you. We will listen to the end, all to help make amend. We will listen to the arc, heavenly children lie down and start. Dream with me. Dream with me to share the seas (envisioning). Dream with me forever we feel the breeze.

Tender is the heart we see, holy is thine enemy. Let me embrace all their pain. Maybe I can gain a relative that was temporarily insane. And if we just let our hair down, let it flow right to the ground. We will see it's a mighty stance, the place we want our love to dance. Everywhere it's sinner's view. How will we cope to make it all come true? And if we could bless constantly, then shore (to) shore to leaf, all our relatives would be constantly, free to become, the laughter in the sun. Free to become, waking sorrow everyone. Free to become, the place inside of which we run. Children of the seas. Why don't you walk with me (many children of the rainbow feel this way, lonely)?  I know you are everywhere. We are learning to compare, all the treasures inside of you. All the greatness inside these clues. I can't wait to hear another story true. I can't wait till you come home to the blue (relativity true, the heart of the song with a view). 


Heaven take hold of this domain. Let us carry no more shame. Let us hold each other's hands, understand, love will command. And if we shine another true, love will come home to me and you. We are forever in this dream, when we shine our hearts constantly. Dance this river of hope inside of you. Show others how to bless this sacred view. And with showers of cleansing in the air, love will pool in springs of glory everywhere. Hoop and holler that is my name. I will dance and sing and cleanse this pain/pane. I will share this glory too, it's time to bring home all the good k/news.

Tell me which way did you go. Which way will you ultimately flow? And where your heart shines the true, love will be blue and red road come true. We will find comfort in this land. We will find love to understand. We will share journeys too, because we have a hold on you. Tightly tethered to this view. Tightly woven to loving you. Tightly shared my embrace come true. After all it's about the battle to fight for loving you. It's a grand view. It's a loving true. It's the time I can shine inside of you when we bind. Love is kind. Love is there to shine. Let us learn to make is part of thine............ (all of us together).


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, to bring in love forever in the flowing waves. Send sunshine and grip/e the heart of you and me, for heaven has a hold on the seas. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for the heart of all the children running wild. Soon it's time to share the view, when laughter is the sacred tool. Come share this heart of the true, where elders will walk and talk with you. When holy is thine name and glory is the part of the hoops of fame. We bow down with you my love. We bow down with you my love. We bow down with you everyone, all our relatives, the running buffalo the sacred suns. Let us pray in the winds as ONE (oneness).

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.


Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"

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, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray 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

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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!

12112013 The Holy Spirit Inside You, the Ghost Dancer in the Buffalo Fields: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

(drum and talking begins) Buffalo fields why don't you come out tonight. Come out tonight. Come out tonight. Buffalo gals, join us in our sights. Buffalo boys, it's time to shine bright. Buffalo children, blooming everywhere. Heaven on earth shines us to compare, each a living treasure, LET'S BE AWARE.

(singing begins) Fields of sunshine ride in me. Let the streaming light set me free. I will graze for the haze, the dreaming phase of all this light, the rainbow tree with loving breeze. That is the dream tonight. Buffalo fields why don't you come out tonight. Show me exactly how to bring in a glorious sight. A dream of fields, roaming together like a wheel. We are holding in praise, the buffalo rays, the fields of the heaven sent. The soul within you is GREATNESS in the winds. Let us shine true. Love lives in the hues. Each child brings k/news. We are together today and live inside of sacred weather that gifts. Hand each other with loving rays. Heaven on earth, we have much to praise.

There is a dream field, where the guys and girls speel. Dancing in flowers blooming, water falls zooming, with rays of beams and sunlight dancing. It's true and blue (such a happy happy face, as he moves to and fro happily and smiling from Holiness David Running Eagle). We are joining together finally after such a long weather of dreams. We are learning to beam. Heaven on earth it's a mighty green. Spiritual renewal at it's seams. Take a hand and walk with me. We will be heavenly. We will be heavenly. Take my hand, walk and stand, holy buffalo roaming this land. We are the Rainbow Clan. Every child upon this land. Every green grass that grows, the flowers that sow, the butterflies that flow. And every drop and tear that is shed, belongs to this holy rock that was lead/dreamspace/gray/led. That is true blue, when we learn just what to dew, to drop down clues from heaven. To shine upon this land to leaven/levitate/rise up. To bring hope and dreams for everyone. 

Yes, the buffalo suns, four directions with beams of light of ONE, the embrace of the green fields, where the souls act reel, joining all to seal (bark out what is written on the book of life, to be revealed). Remembering love and laughter, part of this *shafter (smaller metal pipe inside a larger metal pipe, both flowing past each other, electrifying), passing each other by, just to say, "hi" (high/give me five/blue/relativity). Love is the key you know, saying, "I love your glow. Thank you for sharing your ark, the four directions you park (your soul). You are the buffalo robe of pure delight, when holy runs in your sight. Your prayer cloth you wear each day, shines true when you show others the way." Love is true blue, when we look through to share our hearts in tune. Love is true blue, when it's you, true, together it's the great k/news. All together my children of the suns. We are buffalo roaming everyone. And it's true and blue, let us run on through, fly into the sky and open stars wide. We are back in time, to settle down, upon this EARTH to make glorious sounds.

Sing angel inside of you brings. Love is this swing. to and fro love will grow, inside of all of these hues, the Rainbow Clan in you (your part of the circle of ONENESS, the great mystery).

See those buffalo fly!

*Shafter: All my Relatives, in this Sacred Song Blessing blowing in the winds today, the shafter is represented by a smaller metal pipe inside a larger metal pipe, both flowing past each other, electrifying. This is an expression of the talking soul and the walking sole, side by side. The soul must descend from heaven, while the sole must ascend from earth. The soul meets/greets/joins with the right sole, as the right choice, as tools of light, the four directions in rainbow colors, what we call the buffalo robe, to assist your mission upon this world (great name). This place of joining is like your holy house (a church), where your holy spirit, the soul child within you is learning to shine from within (four more rainbow colors illuminate from within, learning to turn up the inner light is what the spiritual awakening is all about). Buffalo is a male term, which is about light, or the streaming lights of the rainbow colors (light waves, ascending sole trail, red road, maleness, directional, around the center). These frequencies lead us daily as we align with each other on the Rainbow Trail (descending soul trail, sound waves, blue road, femaleness, concentric, common center).

See those buffalo run!

The buffalo robe, your tools of light or "four directions in rainbow colors" (buffalo robe), that embrace your soul (holy house, you as a church, a spiritual being sent from heaven, four more inner rainbow colors journeying over sound waves). When the inner illuminate is turned up brighter, it beams and entwines/binds with or marries to/gether, the soul and the sole. This is the meaning of a child of light, when the soul on the blue road and the sole on the red road cross each other, this illumination creates an to and fro, like a weaving into spacial fields.  When this starts to occur in a being, then others see a great light beaming out and gifts a silent shout.

There, in those tossing waves, another folding occurs, the yellow road appears. This is where dreams start to come true, because we are moving down the Rainbow Trail, where our eternal soul belongs to ourselves on the journey, while the eternal sole belongs to our children for future generations, as buffalo fields, held together with buffalo robes or four directions in rainbow colors. 

Image: Holy Wakan/Walking Buffalo wears a Prayer Cloth around the shoulder near.

And when one walks holy or wakan, we are able to move through our personal evolution down the rainbow trail where the true dream occurs, without repeated drills (repeated lessons, blooming effect on the red road). The buffalo fields are the spacial fields of relatives, because of our relativity in our spacial fields to each other as we cross each other in our lives. All is sacred and meaningful. We bless the sacred fields, the buffalo hills (wave frequencies) that we share, in order to bring fruition to all our neighbors, because they are relatives and relativity makes them part of us as arks, sailing through each other. These fields of each person is where the buffalo roam.

Learning to be respectful and holy beings, means we purify constantly and help others by demanding it in our shared spiritual and physical spaces, the spacial fields in relativity, the motions and tossing of the oceans of our fears and dreams to awaken to eliminate fear, with sacred blessings everywhere. The meaning of the name Shafter is "Bowman", we who move round in hoops/circles as holy spiritual beings of light, through the buffalo fields.

Image: the buffalo trail where the cosmic snow or crystalline stones that glow, shine true in me and you.

We are linked together, woven like a blanket and these spacial buffalo fields gather inside of Grandmother as doorways into our hearts, the inner illumination of the children of light. The color gray and those who wear gray color as their inner most of four rainbow colors, holds the greatest honor as GRANDMOTHER. In native american tribal customs, there are loyal ceremony services for the age of becoming Grandmother. With only an understanding of the spiritual knowledge, this continues to be a great honoring. Today we understand that Gray children or Grandmothers can be, a female or a male physical sole, while the rainbow color they wear, bring into fruition and expression of what a TRUE GRANDMOTHER IS. Everything seen in the painted world on the red road is connected by gray. This means to be seen in this world, we carry gray color in our buffalo robe in the same place, the fourth position of four rainbow colors and directions. Gray true color is red-green, the lighted and shadowed fields embraced by Grandmother's love, the to and fro of the cosmic glow, where the lights of men shine brightly as the Rainbow Clan. Gray allows us to connect our dreams together and sea or envision through each other's eyes. Learning to be respectful in sharing, is the sine/sign of true brotherhood. Validation is the key that opens any door, to the hear that reveals a story that reels us all together.

It takes a shafter, the bowman who honors the buffalo spacial fields, as all my relatives. Grandmother holds us in all our dreams in these spacial fields all connected and weaved together. There is a story about the spider, who weaves the universe, just look at her web. And the male, who come to her to reproduce, must be willing to die for true love, for the sacred purification destroys the impure and leaves behind the pure of heart. Thus daily, we bless the sacred fields. We say it this way, where the streams flow.  With fire (color waves) and water (sound waves), say, "I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions". This represents the cleansing of one field and those fields who are connected, will be embraced by your love or repelled by your love. Either way you are protected for a holy place, the buffalo robe who blesses the sacred fields, the dreams we reel (spool together, entwined), the real vision, the painted picture we share. Let us all learn to be aware.

Our Sister Ella said it this way, "I have learned and experienced in many ways how connected we truly are and how sacred every encounter is." 

Let us join hand in hand across the lands and seas, to bring home all the hearts of thine enemies, for thine is the glory of God, the ONENESS of all the clods, the walking talking sweet, the sacred glorious cheek, where tears bow down to touch the ground, to bring in swelling springs, loving hearts that ring (the crying out "brotherhood is coming", children of light are running, the buffalo suns (each relative leaf on the tree of life) are sunning, the ark of the sole does covet/desires/cupid the soul to run with the gold, the field of dreams").

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the Holy Spirit Inside You brings, the Ghost Dancer that shines from the inside. The children who will make us proud. And the grazing fields of all the suns, the buffalo on the run. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the sacred living rungs, the steps to the evolutionary claws, that cling deep and never let go (roots on the tree of life). For love is the greatest gift, to share and make it sweet. Heaven on earth does shine, to another that helps us bind.

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November 3, 2013 

FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 1, 2013
Prayer Date: 11012013 Children of the World Join in Rings and Sing AND Buffalo Run Around Rings With Wings
http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/11/prayer-date-11012013-children-of-world.html

Buffalo Gals
Written by Cool White, it was originally published as “Lubly Fan” in 1844.  A favorite of minstrel audiences, its words were easily changed to reflect the location of each performance (e.g. Buffalo Gals, Charleston Gals, Mobile Gals, etc.).  The song was popular through the war.

Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight,
Come out tonight, come out tonight.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight
And dance by the light of the moon.
As I was walking down the street,
Down the street, down the street,
A pretty little gal I chanced to meet,
Oh, she was fair to see.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight,
Come out tonight, come out tonight.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight
And dance by the light of the moon.
I stopped her and we had a talk,
Had a talk, had a talk,
Her feet took up the whole sidewalk
And left no room for me.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight,
Come out tonight, come out tonight.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight
And dance by the light of the moon.
I asked her if she’d have a dance,
Have a dance, have a dance,
I thought that I might have a chance
To shake a foot with her.

Running Buffalo towards each other on Pillow set

Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight,
Come out tonight, come out tonight.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight
And dance by the light of the moon.
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockin’,
And her heel kept a-knockin’, and her toes kept a-rockin’
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockin’
And we danced by the light of the moon.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight,
Come out tonight, come out tonight.
Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight
And dance by the light of the moon.

Thank you http://www.civilwarheritagetrails.org/American_Civil_War/Buffalo_Gals.html

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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, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray 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

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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!

 

Running with Buffalo Warriors

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!