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Tuesday, December 17, 2013

12172013 Revelation Fields: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

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!

Image by Aunt Seasons That Sing, silver child.
Revelation Fields

Look at the sky it's revelation moving wide. Simply an understanding of the clouds we demand. Look into the heavenly while we glide. Hope and dreams come into the memory of our pride/clan. We are the children who will see. We are the children forever bee. It's a hope and a dream for all this cosmic stream. It's a hope and a dream to bring this in, to the weeping, the willows and the vines.

Everyone thinks they know just what to receive each day. When  looking inside of the sky we wonder what we are to display. If we know such waves, why do we have to save, all the children who need us by their side each day? When we look at the religious fare. We get so exasperated with their lack of care. Yet it's immoral to want to achieve@#% (really, is this the belief?). I say, "It's going to be along time before we believe" (in our dreams and to achieve them, impossible as it may bee, it's part of the sacred tree). It's all about the waving towards the enemy (uniting what we oppose). Telling them come on home for all to sea (envisioning the great dream, brotherhood beams). And we need a clan to demand, that law of love live upon this land. And when we seek and trace the immortal's human face. We are looking to achieve in this great cosmic stream. We are looking to achieve all this mesmerizing beams.

Heaven take a hold of me, to wrap your heart around this seed. We are the thankful tribe to hold our hands to the devoted and wide. We are treasures we are concerned about the mortality of the burn. Yet if we purify each stream, the field on fire will grow again. All the sprigs that are born with the seeds of God as horns. Let us call out, Brotherhood is here. Listen fervently to the children of the Rainbow everywhere. It's time to seek an open heart of the meek. It's time to bless and pray and open our heart rays.

Heaven come into our hands. Let us instill mortal man, that is a great spiritual tool, the lights that fill this world. We are dreaming together as it seems. We are beaming all over and spilling in the seams. WE are children of light that shines. We are learning to forgive man who wasn't kind. And with each day we find there is a life that is worth saving true. We say it's a life of what we need to dew. Heaven has the clues. Heaven has the great knews.

White Buffalo Calf Woman singing in the air, to wipe our/out all that seems to be the gospel that is feared. And the law of love is growing everywhere. As we compete on how much we can give and care. Love lives in the air. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the children who are roaming close and far. And with each breath that he takes, he gives love as an embrace. To purify the streams where the lights of the glowing beam. And it's true and blue inside of you, when holy walking does the knews. It's time to bow down, to every single relative on the ground. Love is the law of sound. Love is the law of fields. Love is the law that is reel. Love is rolling on the devoted hills. Love is the red road when we roll that stone for real, blessings to all the sacred wheels, to the hoops and circles of the streaming fields. And with this roaming chance, it's sacred romance. We send blessings to you, with fire and water that makes is all come true. And we send blessings to you, all the smoke and breath of life lifts us up too. We send blessings to the sacred nine streaming fields and four holy directions of the cosmic wheel. We bless all the seals (broken open as your book of life, sharing sacred fields together, the land of the real painted pictures of steel/strength of sky scrapers/touching the sky, why does man need alibi/s). Let there be love on the cosmic wheel.

Morning Star, the Cosmic Earthly Field
  • Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother Relatives, the perfect field image. Eight red dots represent holiness and star in the middle is nine sacred streams flowing through the sacred field, which is held together by four directions. This image is awesome, because it's the three colors or roads of the universe, blue, red and yellow. And all colors/sound streaming comes from these crossing fields of blue, red and yellow. This camera man I don't have the name of (called by, not the Great Name which is written on the book of life sang in a simple song), however the rainbow colors he shines through is a perfect forming field. Remember blue and yellow makes green, the spiritual stream, which in the image beams. Aho (may your spirit fly) and over the Rainbow arcs/hoops we flow, the universe guides the stows (stow a-ways). White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
    excerpt from SUNDAY, DECEMBER 15, 2013
    12152013 Honoring Our Great Spirit Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/.../12152013-honoring-our...

    36 minutes ago · Like Image: These are 8 holy directions (wakan or holy walking), then there is where I stand, all around (9). https://www.facebook.com/groups/whitebuffalocalfwoman/permalink/429283617176900/

Prayer Date: 11022013 We Are Champions of the World (excerpt)

http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/11/prayer-date-11022013-we-are-champions.html

 Image by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, Rainbow child.
What is a FIELD?
1. A field of spacial relativity is four directions or four sides, often a square. Within this square lies another smaller square, and as it flows inwards through the actions of holy love, a flowing occurs down the spiraling path, an inner sun appears. This is a circle, ring or hoop.
2. A field is represented by Rainbow Mother (square) and Crystal Sun (circle, folds through love).
3. The buffalo represents all beings in four directions. The buffalo robe is four directions in rainbow colors. All things wear a buffalo robe of colors or vibrating frequencies (magnetic).
4. Becoming wakan or holy walking helps one know the buffalo robe, the sacred prayer cloth of many colors. Or know thyself as a Sacred Being.
5. Fields represent a Sacred Being, thus each of us is a field or spacial relativity.
6. We say, "All my Relatives" because we are all relative to each other, relatively close to your field.

7. To cleanse a field say,"I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions" with fire, water or smoke. Nine streams of color 1-9 is the rainbow trail in which all life moves in hoops or rings. Nine streams flow through the hoop. Four directions hold or embrace the flowing or is the hoop. This blessing cleanses a field. However fields change momentarily and it's up to you to bless constantly and stay vigilant throughout the day, the dreamspace, fields in which Grandmother wields. Grandmother is the containment of many fields, doorways into the eyes of each child. She is the Grandmother who weaves us all together in the blanket of life. Each spacial field holds four directions, inside and outside. We are beaming lights of the Rainbow Clan.
Excerpt from SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 2013
Prayer Date: 11022013 We Are Champions of the World
http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/.../prayer-date-11022013...


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I bless the sacred nine directions in you, my relative of the blue. Welcome into our hearts. Welcome into the new view. Blessings you forever, in the Wind and it's true! 



Prayer Date: 11022013 We Are Champions of the World (excerpt)

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 2013 (Sacred Song excerpt) http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/11/prayer-date-11022013-we-are-champions.html
Wake up and find the heart inside that alarms widely to see the fields running free. Don't you want to know the waking the show that you are part of this great dreaming. We are standing in a field together making it wield. We are forging ahead making our bread to make it better. It's the SACRED WHETHER.

Time is coming inside where we must stand up and prescribe. Care about everyone underneath the sacred sun. That would be you and me. Dreaming of champions in the cause ......... ways. There is much to act upon and share the waking the song. Listen children to the ONE, the great circle of everyone. We are children part of this Song. We are champions with a cause. Love and Brotherhood to everyone. Teachers learning from the SUNS. Listen with your heart and find your way............. (rolling wave). Listen with your heart and find the saved. 

Listen, listen, champions running in the fields. Everywhere you look they wield, all the sacred circle of the wheel. Champions of the World are coming home, just learning how to phone. Learning how to pick their bones. Warriors of the spirit come and take your place. I know it's your FACE. I know it's your PLACE. Everyone has a place upon the wheel. It's God's heels. It's where we walk and talk the wheels. All the  stories tell us true of all that's been done. Now it's the SACRED SUNS. We are Champions of the WORLD.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the SACRED SINGS, the WINDS and the BREEZE. WE are sharing all that "CAUSE  -  WAYS/waves". Brothers Sisters everyone. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star our Father Red Hand knows the call. Drumming for the beat of the world, the Buffalo Drumming is heard. Let our cause be true and just, bring the sacred must/musk/dew. Let our hearts be true and clear, with LOVE that is NEAR, blessing those in FEAR. Bowing with my Relatives true, the HOOPS and MUSE, those funny too. Laughing Singing on the Ghost Dance DAZE, hear today, we shed our rays.
Sing a song, and get along, to have joy in life, full of tears, because you know, the sacred flow is all we have to get us home! Dance all day, and learn to play, with all you do and think and say, because we need love to please, to open hearts and doors to be! Welcome all your relatives, into the heart of all your sin and say, "I love you this very day" and "I won't let you get away!". I will fight for love this day, I will fight to show the way, because I am here to love you dear, my heart that sheds so many tears. And when we hope to comfort folks, then we will be prepared to say, "Come pray with me, learn joy to speak, and song and dance will keep us in relief". Whisper song and let a breeze come home to know your knees, where prayer is your living sacred breeze! http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com

  • WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman Relatives, a bit more about the Morning Star. Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

    Lakota (Sioux) Morning Star


    Just before the sun rises, there is a star standing alone, shining brightly in the east. The Lakota (Sioux) refer to this beautiful sight as the Morning Star.

    This star announces the coming of sun and light to the earth; it heralds the dawn. Because of its great importance in the gift of each new day, the morning star is often used in designs and decorations.

    Black Elk spoke to the star as follows:

    "Morning Star, there at the place where the sun comes up, you who have the wisdom which we seek, help us in cleansing ourselves and all the people, that our generations to come will have light as they walk the sacred path. You lead the dawn as it walks forth, and also the day which follows with its light which is knowledge. This you do for us and for all the people of the world, that they may see clearly in walking the wakan(holy) path, that they may know all that is holy, and that they may increase in a sacred manner ..."


    (Adapted from Ron Zeilinger's Lakota Life)
    http://www.stjo.org/site/News2?&page=NewsArticle&id=5857&text_size=medium&news_iv_ctrl=0

    ps. These are the 8 holy directions (wakan or holy), then there is where I stand, all around (9). 

    Unique Native-American star quilts (image) 
    December 8 at 8:03am · Like

    WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman's photo.Love upon this land, uniting all that stands. Alightfromwithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. Gifted by  Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, 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
Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!
  
Join 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"


Monday, December 16, 2013

12162013 Hope the Dreaming Scope: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Where there is hope, there is a place to scope. All of my heart belongs to the place of alarms. Listening to the winds blow against my window pane. All of my dreams are carried inside these veins. River of blood full of stains (stained glass window). Shattered and broken is my wheel. I have so much for me to feel upon the rolling hills. Take hold of magical dreams that fulfill. There is a chance you could make it all real. If you hold the chance of love, per mighty hand of God. Gift all you dew each day, to find the treasures along the way.

And where you dream it's a Rainbow view. All of the family carries all the hues. And withstanding upon the reprimanding, there stands a cycle of the true. And when we roll on over the hands of God is coming through. We are chosen to the history of your love. We are chosen to the cycle of the doves. Walk with me, peaceful siege. We will take a hold and lead. It will be a dream of doves, full of light from the rainbow clouds.

Love is the mighty scoping view of my heart. I will walk and talk with treasures I form an arc. I will bow to the bowing the scraping, the sowing, the making of all that is sacred green. Spiritual we need you. Everything in this view. Spiritual we need you, to grow a hand of the fuge/musical. Let us sing our songs today. Let us feel the rolling waves. Let us live in harmony, the setting breeze, the comfort and magical seek/siege. We are the driving force, to bring love to the horse (blinders on). And direction is the passion to learn about the sacred mashing. We are together like the fields. We are the revolving wheel. We are treasures we feel. Take a hand and walk man. We will overcome, to joy in SUNs, to feel hope dreams a love. We are destined to be sealed (unwrapped and revealed), the mark of the healed/heeled. We are destine to become the rolling sacred suns. We lean on loving waves and forgive everything they say. It's harmony when we feel the breeze, it's loving company. Hands of God feel me. I will serve yee. I will turn thee . . . the key!

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns.
Relatives, wanted to share this wonderful image shared by https://www.facebook.com/ani.alaverdyan.562 with an encircling by the Rainbow. White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Despite its strong Christian associations, the phoenix also appears briefly in Jewish tradition. The Talmud tells how the phoenix (Hol) was the only animal allowed to stay in the Garden of Eden, because it refused to eat the forbidden apple. God granted the bird immortality for its obedience. The fabled bird is said to live 500 years or more, and when the old bird is tired, it flies from Arabia to land in Heliopolis, Egypt, the “City of the Sun.” There, it gathers cinnamon twigs and resin to build a nest of spices atop the Temple of the Sun. The sun ignites the nest and the old phoenix dies in flames. A new, young phoenix emerges from the ashes and wings back to Arabia to live another life cycle. https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1391728787734962&set=gm.572210872828633&type=1&theater
 

You are more than your thoughts, your body, or your feelings. You are a swirling vortex of limitless potential who is here to shake things up and create something that the universe has never seen. If you want to awaken all of humanity, then awaken all of yourself, if you want to eliminate the suffering in the world, then eliminate all that is dark and negative in yourself. Truly, the greatest gift you have to give is that of your own self-transformation.



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!

Sunday, December 15, 2013

12152013 Honoring Our Great Spirit Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

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).


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).

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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!

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