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| A Perfect Field, nine streams and four directions! |
Inside
a field, everything is wield. And our souls are birthed, to kiss this
sacred world. And tender is her heart, Great Spirit Mother the holy
ark/arc. She will bow down for your love, never say no, most likely save
your hood. Take control of your state and send angels to clean up your
plate. Yet she often is misunderstood. She always blesses like she
should, but often doesn't realize your pain, because she didn't know of
your blame. Great Spirit Mother loves all wind, all the children even
the sins. She will birth the lights free, with perfect harmony, when she
sends forth the angels to set your free. She needs you to cleanse your
plate please. Give blessings everyday, to all the Angels that pass your
way/waves. And then she will feel the toes, all the children learning to
grow. She won't have to feel such pain, because you finally learned to
clean. Clean up your heart today. Send love a breeze away. Send prayers
to all the fields. Nine rolling rivers of wheels (sacred nine streams).
And with four directions beam inside of me (four holy beams), the sacred
stone, the Star of David (crystalline stone, six faces of the
stone/box/center/oyate) set me free. I am a crystalline being of light.
We can change over night. We can learn to shine free, when we start with
family (relativity, all my relatives, we are connected together).
Reach
out, all those fields, everything you touch think is real, is your
family, all relativity, the spaces we share. We are connected to this
fabric of space. We are tethered together in such a magical wave. We are
sun and the moon, the streams and the fields. WE are the heart that
sings and moves like the hills. We are story of the true, flowing past
next to you. It's blue river. It's a red road. It's a yellow story. It's
all told about the gold. It's a white dynasty (stars afar making a
home), kings of men come home. We are all streaming together to blend
our cause, to love each other, receive the whether and shake that
diamond free, let everyone look and sea, inside of your heart is
blessed, when you pray with liberty. Cleanse your fields, walk with the
heels, where you want to heal the world, the sake of planet Earth, the
place of Great Mother's girth. She holds you deep inside the darkness, a
light is a fountain, a candle in the rough/ruff/warrior
true/alightfromwithin. She will hold this light tearfully, until you
learn to bold/scold/prescribe/help each other. It's true blue she wants.
Her heart is broken up. Show respect to her everyday, all the Great
Spirit Mother wants is her praise.*
*((Great Spirit Mother wants is her praise: showing
respectful behavior towards each other as Relative fields and towards
her. She is broken hearted and doesn't like to be discarded, when she
saved the day and when you were in trouble. And often when you call
Great Father (red-violet child), it's Great Mother (red-indigo child)
who shows up to deal with the children of the Stars, the indigo (perfect
stone soul) warriors who can vision in the dark. All indigo children
follow her, as Great Spirit Mothers begin to be honored and revered in
the third phase of evolution the yellow rolling hill in time)).
Times
are changing and waking to the confusion helps us all fetter (chained
to our feet on the red road, root and grow branches) together everyday.
Live and learn how to sustain wisdom, to bring in rolling hills of
thunder. It's a watching and a rolling all the way. It's a watching and a
painting on display. Gifting the heart of Great Mother, the Great
Spirit who watches over us. As we change through the tides of salvation,
she has always been near to touch. And now times are gifting us a
savior, the soul within that needs to purify. Let blessings teach each
child to roll over. Let blessings hang onto the rise. With each morning
remember she stood there, by every dream you dared. And with each
evening, she did remember to help you say your prayers. Waking up to her
GRANDNESS, the GREAT SPIRIT MOTHER who needs me (all the leaves,
relatives on the great tree of life), "I will comfort and treat them,
all as family". Even the rocks and the chipmunks. Even the flying trees.
Even the solder(unite or make whole by solder, to bring into and
restore to firm union, often using lead/gray/dreamfields sewn/fabricated
together or tin/crystalline structure allowing light to flow through)/sauder(variant sauter, shoe maker -how shall I honor/place/compete/run my feet on the sands of time-, to sew the hide -suere
‘to sew’ four directions of rainbow colors or the buffalo robe where a
spiritual being houses the soul, here is the conduit others travel
through, the house of the righteous and true blue. We become like holy
arks, helping others find their way and passage through on their great
journey, thus we serve as relatives on the vast sea of life-. salter
-zout 'salt' our teary eyes, these are crystalline stones of the seas,
envisioning free, sowing the holy foot steps eternally-) grandizement
(stars, bursting light from within, bowing to the deep blue seas), we
are family. And when we travel to the distance, help find a relative who
we can cleave, to always be together and family, no more alone, always
together on the phone (prayers in the winds).
I
bow down Great Mother Spirit. I gift my heart away. I will tell all the
children, we need more cosmic praise. And with this summation, let all
the children arise, to becoming the proper salvation, the stones of
sacred eyes. And with this healing vibration. With this property right. I
say, it's all together. We are family, let us ride. Sharing with all my
Brothers. Sharing with my Sisters too. Sharing with the old ones, who
need the cosmic flew. And when it's said and done now, the children will
be drifting off to dreams, and with it a new day rising, taking off to
make it complete. I send my love to every single field. I send my love
to all the relatives wheels. I send my love to Great Spirit Mother who
teaches me, that inside, I am a GREAT SPIRIT waiting to become FREE
(birthing of inner light at the deep well of stones).
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| A shooting star (white streaming right), make a whish/wish! |
White
Buffalo Calf Woman singing in the winds, to help everyone understand,
Great Mother needs healing in the winds. She is feeling lonely, just as
the children find confused, instead of walking together, they walk in
lonely paths unread (stories untold). Share your stories on the hoops
and rings. All the stories that weep out and bring, flowing rivers
running pure and dry, for the seasons, the wheels of our eyes. It's a
birthing field. Let me cleanse and seal. Hold my hands today and we will
all learn to praise. Great Spirit Mother we love you true. And with
everything you dew, you show us how to bee (impossible dreams come)
true, always sending your love to all the ewes/lambs of God (the
utterance of the spiritual voice over the sound
waves/ping/echo/validate, the repeated state, we hear you).
Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World.
Image: Buffalo herd chased by Wolf.
All
my Relatives, Wolves are Warrior Relatives who will heel/heal. Seeking
after the tail/tale. On the red road of streaming cosmic dance trails.
The holy Buffalo Run, across the tundra sun, with prayer cloths on each
and everyone. We are the Buffalo Suns.
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, iyeshka or interpreter, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy.
To
read more about Brother Wolf take a look at this blog post.
http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html
Excerpt
from this article below regarding "All our Relatives", spacial fields
in relativity effecting/affecting each other is the spacial rule. Love
is law, that's the great knews.
http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.ca/2012/08/mitakuye-oyasin-all-my-relatives.html
The Prayer
Aho Mitakuye Oyasin....All my relations. I honor you in this circle of
life with me today. I am grateful for this opportunity to acknowledge
you in this prayer....
To the Creator, for the ultimate gift of life, I thank you. To
the mineral nation that has built and maintained my bones and all
foundations of life experience, I thank you. To the plant nation that
sustains my organs and body and gives me healing herbs for sickness, I
thank you. To the animal nation that feeds me from your own flesh and
offers your loyal companionship in this walk of life, I thank you. To
the human nation that shares my path as a soul upon the sacred wheel of
Earthly life, I thank you. To the Spirit nation that guides me invisibly
through the ups and downs of life and for carrying the torch of light
through the Ages, I thank you. To the Four Winds of Change and Growth, I
thank you. You are all my relations, my relatives, without whom I would
not live. We are in the circle of life together, co-existing,
co-dependent, co-creating our destiny. One, not more important than the
other. One nation evolving from the other and yet each dependent upon
the one above and the one below. All of us a part of the Great Mystery.
Thank you for this Life. I Bow! (author unknown)
References Thank you http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitakuye_Oyasin
Mitakuye Oyasin means we are all related.
This is the lifeblood of our existence.
I can not exist without you.
I can not exist without the Spirit World.
I can not be without the Great Pulse
We are all related.
We are all connected.
The Healing Drum by BlackWolf Jones and Gina Jones. External link, Thank you Relatives. http://www.trailtribes.org/pierre/all-my-relations.htm
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
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!
Relatives, wanted to share this wonderful image shared by https://www.facebook.com/
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