12182013 Divine Clan, the Rainbow Plan : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

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Listen to the sky inside of the wise, where Grandmother sings, to all the children in the leaves (relatives, steve, righteous breeze, holy and true). Tell everyone to take a hand of the motion of the governing siege, the places of the breeze. Heaven has a hand on thee, inside of you it's mystically. Heaven has a hand on you, it's a lord of the waking fugue. It's a motion in time. Every celebrity rhyme. Tell all the soldiers we are going home, to the place of the sacred storm, where all the stones are born. Men of SUNS come out to shine their horns. Speak of brotherhood, inside of your heart like you should. Come down to the table with love. Come down to share the circle of doves. Peaceful walking is the sacred way, if only they did learn to praise.

Tell me true where are you in the blue of heavenly divine? Did you walk inside this throat of all that shares and shines. Did you speak with love today? Did you learn to walk away (instead of stay and be blessed)? Did you forgive the taste of heaven's waste? Did you purify and make it's taste, sweet as honey? Sweet as honey in your eyes. Dreams are open for the wide. And we are moving to the seed growing true, rising suns each one of you too. We are gentle moving streams in this wheel, when love is used to seal.

We are always leaning on heavenly door (crystalline storm). We are always leaning on the sacred stones. And with all this said and done, it's time to hear the sacred runs (rainbow colors in the sky). All the children have something to say, now it's time to learn about heavenly praise. I say to you it's true, what you thought you always knew. And with this said in a single thought, it's time to walk towards hands (united together in circles and rings). Heavenly lands. Tell all the children we are coming towards the thrones. Tell all the children we are walking home. Tell all the children it's a Rainbow Clan. We are connected to the heart of MAN. And with this known and we are sown, let us learn to shine it true, heavenly views. Let earth's reflection lean on true blue, instead of what we thought we knew. It's time to bring it clear to yesterday and find a new wave. Heaven has a hand on you I say. Heaven has a place to bring it's trace display. And beautiful cloud in the sky, blowing rumbling driving by. It's the shoulder we all k/need. It's the shoulder of harmony. Let us lean on yesterday and learn about tomorrow in a praise. Let us gift of love upon this world to bring in heart of solid gold. I say to you, heaven has a hand on you. I say to you, beam out the light rays. And with this said and done it's on the run, holding still under this sun. We are the buffalo run. WE are the magic of the SUNS.

Tell all your enemies, it's time to come home from disease. Tell all your family, it's time to understand the breeze. Tell all the soldiers near and far from fear that love is the holy gear we need, it's time (we) bow to the sacred seeds. And blessings will hand over all to sea, the visioning of loving you and me.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to the songs, to bring us holy and bring us to strong. To learn about the other side, the shore that bounces wide. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star always beating your heartbeat to know your cause. And with this billowing sail he brings, love to all the streams. Let us bow to the prophecy, where the Rainbow Warriors will be the shaken breeze. We will be standing tall and mighty all to bring us the sacred falls, where the rivers and halls come to share knowledge aware, after all. Come bow at the hoops. Come share your scoop. Come bow to the land, the place where stand to make us a home. Mother Earth we are trying to purifying the tones. For all our Relatives, we bless you nine sacred streams and four holy beams, with fire and water and sacred breath, the holy smoke that keeps us wept.

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"

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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 fugue, 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 byAlight FromWithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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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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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

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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!

Prayer Date: 09112013 Grandmother Crow Rears

Right winged (heart path) going round and round. We are surprised about this sound. Joy is ringing out everywhere. Now it's time to bring us great big cheer. Listen to the songs that we sing, where we are bound in rings. Hoops aglow inside of everything. Rainbow colors make us feel the gleam. Sand inside that blows across the streams, blowing magical beams. Listen children we have much to save, to bring us home and across the waves. Where the chatter brings us home to everything, where the animals are listening intently deers. We are waking for the sound they sing, all the little warriors wait to bring. Where the grass is growing such a song. There inside of many contributing lines. We the people long to feel the path, where it's singing that always lasts. Come and share our heartbeats. Come and share our dreams. We are together in this magical beams. Listen to the moonlight, where sound brings rings. We are married to life that steams. 

Children everywhere we are singing across the fields we care. We are singing. We are rejoicing for the days to come. There is so very much change in the world. We are looking forwards to all that is fulfilled. Glory be the kingdom where Brother reigns (demanding blessings to every rain/rein/stream). We are children of the land where everything waves. Round and round we go, heaven lowly know, we are sounding with joy, for it's the way to make more toys. Look at everything we dew, it's a magical true, when our eyes beam out and gift a royal shout. We are singing to know about happiness, yet in our waking daze, we tend to forget. It's a God given planet, where we are driven on it, to receive the joy of bitterment (ooo). It's suffering that brings us good fortune, the lessons that teach us to preside, to become holy and true, be devoted to what you do. It's a rainbow out there, if we remember to SHARE. 
 
We are the green grass growing, where the spiritual life will last. We are the children who will save this world, to make our hearts fulfilled. We are the magic of all we dew, to bring us a welcome cheer. A painted picture with majestic peaks, where trees and butterflies live on the reefs. And showers bring the water true, the blessings for me and you. And it's the wonder of our lives, the heavenly cheer it's about to cut trite (annoying repeated, worn out), down to the lesson my deer, give love a great big cheer (love is the answer to the stepping stone or lesson). What can I do for you today? Can I help you along the way? Will you be there, when I need you to share? And if we long to feel the magic of all this reel. We are fishermen who catch the rainbow cheer. And at every end, a magical bin, where golden coins line our eyes, the path of heavenly misses our lives (heavenly blue road of virtues evades us through the escape or avoid by cleverness or deceit). It's wonder when we share, just give it away my deer. You will see the green grass growing everywhere. The spirit of the this lake, the Earth and all it's goodness sakes (motive and purpose), it's the streams and mountains cheer and everything lives in there. We are the fortune to receive this great gable (triangulation, pitched roof; ornamental or architectural beams of light) of heavenly table. let us share. Let us save this world. Share it's all as it's herd/heard. One more time you see, let paradise live inside of thee. It's part of true, where holy is mending the blue, the relative that lives inside of you. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, Twin Deer Mother holds the hands for everything. And Holiness David Running Eagle in the sky, Shooting Stars that bring us the wise, the Father Red Hand who holds the sacred beat, it's time for us to sweet. Good night, good day, morning parade, even star delight, I send kisses out in the bright. Love and blessings fill your hearts, for the round and round of the holy arc/ark (brotherhood and circle of life).

 

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

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 

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: Grandmother weaves us all together.
 
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!

Grandmother at Inipi (Sweat Lodge and Vision Quest)

Wake up today, always a frown you display. Do you not see the glory of God in all ways?  Look around you my children wake up to glorify. There is a place that astounds you, a heart, my heart, our hearts tip the waves. Come little children, I want you to feel your pain. Grow up and show them, how you will gain.  Inside of Mother lives a holy temple including you, come share this sacred harmonic view. Vibrate, listen to the winds. Vibrate, let the ills come in.  Vibrate, and purify all mire. Vibrate, dance my child. Come listen to elders who share the fate, of heaven's rhapsody and grace. There we are members of heaven's lonely stars, if we do not impart and share our hearts!

Come little children, where do your grow up?  I think I look upon man and where do they suck ♫•¸¸.•♥ (on the breast of Mother).  I have to know they forgot the Mother who loved them, when they were young.  My children, come on home. We need you to be good, grow up and be wild, free to know the spirit is born in a child.  And if we can remember, the soul will have a chance to bring in harmony into this dance. Feel all around you, the Mother Earth who subsists because we are her children who need suck from her limbs. And she gifts this rarity always at your beck and call, just because children need a Mother and her hall (sanctuary of home).  

There blows more wind, there the time does go. I am getting older, to show the way to go. I know I must transfer, all my needs and wants, to those who will listen, to elders who grow old, to those who are children, a heart that longs to bee bold.  We come to greet the winds, to find a heart begins. I want for all the children to know ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  And days are getting longer, because I am so much fonder of the glory and majesty above, the stars I love. I am home beneath the white clouds, the blue sky and all her love. I am happy to feel the green grass beneath my toes.  I feel magic all around me, when children abound me, to know that heaven does fulfill, our souls will. kill (purify the winds, as righteous spiritual dog soldiers who are true blue one for all and all for one and know the laws of love preside, the spirit with great pride in other words, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy). We will cleanse this world, and bring heavenly fulfill. We shall purify what is wrong and make it all right.  And when the children tuck in, we bless with fire to begin, to say my spirit belong to the winds.  And water will I be, on my journey, the story of heavenly pouring, the stars that shine, in our daily lives, come home and purify.


My children see ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  open your eyes and believe ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  there is a tidal wave coming forth ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  you are part of heaven's worth ♫•♥ and when you think you are alone ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  we grandmothers will be on the phone, we will shed our prayer on thee.  We will share our prayers on heaven's knees. I bow down to Mother Earth.  I stand up for Father Sky.  I bow down for you and I.  I stand up to why.  And when others go on their way.  I will remember to dance and pray.  I will remember how to love all life.  I will be part of heaven's strife.  And you my child, must remember in the winds, we Grandmothers always hold and begin, to eliminate your sin.  We pray for all you do and say.  We remember better days!

The drum beats as Grandmother remembers to dance with her spirit for you!


White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, Lakota Sister, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person, Dakota Brother.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Grandmother at Inipi who gathers with Wapanohk Iskwew, easterly facing woman, Cree Dakota Sister a blue person and heart of the world of the spirit of the lake people.

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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!