The Dance of the Dew the Dream in You

There is a day of dawning among men. The seeking of the holy spiritual wind. A place inside of us, where the smoke resides our bust (breath of life). A heart within prescribes, all the miracles of the wise. 

Heaven help us come to Earth, where the dew is full of Earth (Mother Earth our beloved Great Spirit Mother's body of pure devotional love). And the sacred and the dew, always finds a way to be used (unadulterated love). Helping each other find our waves. Helping each other with what we say. Telling the world it's time to come home, to the sacred holy rolling storm (clouds).

Breathe with me, upon the clouds of the sea. Breathe with me. Hold me closer to the galaxy. Breathe with me. Then I will know summer seas (bright lights). It's a shining star, the galaxy afar, the making of the holy stones the gospel in the breeze. It is time for us to become holy knocking knees (dancing). Heaven is storming closer the seas (visions and dreams). And clouds will rise up and touch the sky. There we will realize, the sacred living wide/wise/treasures. Let us learn about everyday, when we share our heart display.

Sow/sew me to the out/er world. Sow send me out/er to share. Tell everyone, I am coming home. Tell everyone, that is a THRONE (we, the royal true blue are coming home). Kings of Gods everywhere. Crystal/Christal children not compared (comparing will always be known, each treasure in the trove, however, it's meaning in this song has to do with cherishing all the celestial kings, the crystal children who bring Heavenly virtue -law of love- to Earth. when a child of the rainbow clan, meaning you, walk through this devotional act -looking into the mirror of the soul- one purifies the self and is able to bring peace to the heart -when they overcome the lesson, forgiveness releases- thereby helping the world, all becoming risen saviors). All the kingships long to feel, the holy rolling river wheel. And when we find out our lives are worth, all the makings of the holy girth. We are relatives to the blue..... Heaven help us be clouds near you. Sow help me Jesus (christal, blue and yellow crown), be a friend (helper). Help and send the fabulous wind. And we can gather in the seas (create clouds), where we won't have to live on wounded knees. There is sunshine. There is wonder. There is charming fields of love everywhere. There is common sense to wake up spiritual whence/wince/grimace, the golden past in dreams are living in the blast. It's a hot fire out there, lights ablazing true/trail. And it's all because of Kingsmen who live inside of you. And all are holy people, thrones and kings too (lots and lots of them in the Rainbow Clan, including lavender and red, as well as overlays who also could possibly wear the crown. And one day you were a crowned one, meaning belonging to the people. And one day you will become a crowned one again. It is the duty of the square, the stepping stone that leads the aware or unaware home.). Yet you must realize, you are family too. All of us are royalty just inside this view.

We are children of this Earth. And it's Great Mother (red-indigo) who shares her kiss. Everyday when we play, the sacred clouds show their wonderful rays. And with the sunshine in our eyes, we find like diamonds in the sky, where it's Great Father (red-violet) always there sharing loving active glares (making sure we walk right, as holy people around the world). Let us learn today every wave. Let us share our hearts to save. And when we are looking for everyone. We will be waiting at home under the sun. 

Grandmother (gray/spacial) we love you out in the world. Grandfather (white/star) we shine like diamonds and we care. Telling dreams about the heaven sent. It's a place of the lent. Risen saviors every child. All the children running wild. And it's your job to breath/breed them out, to learn about the sacred shout. Cry on out. Cry on out. Just like children who make the shout. It's the holy breath of life that carries us forwards in the strife. All those clouds share the dew, all the longing of all the clues. Let us make miracles everyday, because each color of the rainbow did display. 

Then Mohammed (christal child, blue and red crown) came to town, he was a treasure found profound, stood on rocks and diamonds everywhere, just to send them home to care. Yet they woke up and drove it past, did not stop at the sign to whack/waste (watch the river flow by. It's like when you see something great and you smack your leg saying, "how about that". It's like that.). It's heaven on the stand, where the stones become mortal man/sand. We are looking to save this day, to sing our songs and feel the praise. Then it's Krishna (christal child, blue crown) all the waves singing songs to heal and praise. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman christal child (christal child, blue, red and yellow crown), wishing for rainbows with a smile. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, lavender crown (red and yellow crown) running wild. All the children are learning to care, just in time for the CLOUDS to SMEAR (on canvass, to paint), a whole k/new vision upon the world. Dreams of diamonds that dew care, living rainbows full of swear (devotional oaths to the world, risen saviors each and every color of the Rainbow Clan).

Note: All crowned colors belong the people and not to themselves. The more crowns, the younger your soul is. This is the drift of the clouds that snore, one dream time left to adore. Yet, it's always another dream time. It's always another dawn. It's always another day to live in this great song. Crowned ones lead people back to themselves, to become holy people, to find praise, love for self and the world around them. This duty is part of the Rainbow Trail. And everyone goes through it. In other words, at some point in your eternal soul journey, you are a crowned one. And when you are not in this rotation, you are relative to, meaning a Brother, a Sister, a Mother, a Father, a Grandmother or Grandfather. Sow you see, we are all Relatives on the tree. We are all royal blood too. Look at the veins rolling back to the heart, the blue road of heaven gifts us this start.

Nicole Swan Ministryoftheheart Grandmother Walks on Stones Artistry at http://www.facebook.com/groups/whitebuffalocalfwomancreations.
Thank you Grandmother Walks on Stones, for your artistry contribution to share with us the stepping stones of this dream world we share. We bow down to Grandmother's fields, all the children of the Rainbow Clan, the dream of unity across the land. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, hoops and circles too. We love you!

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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. We have entered the Dawning (re/birthing). We start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014) has begun. 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! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Sunshine Rays

We bow to the magnificence a flower, just like you are, MAGIC.

There is a day, when sunshine rays touch your heart inside to say, "I am a brilliant star today". Whence where I came, the heavenly reign/rein/rainbow. I find myself remembering all that shame. Forgiveness bring me to the plains ....... where the rolling hills (frequencies in the winds) ....... know my name (great name is the mission and the tools of light to accomplish your mission). I send forth the living worth of all I exclaim (my soul within cries out). Home is the willingness of the gain (four directions, for all to know abundance). And we send forth, our heart of course on the road to salvation we head north (great lights of many stars, the milky way inside shines far). And when we shine on the trees, all in a row, all will be pleased. Love is true, when we bow down with you, in the heart of what we knew.

Glory be this day of sunshine in my heart. I pass this holy arc/ark to you and bow and pray. Help us all learn a better time to live this daze (in our collective dreamspace, Grandmother's place), comfort heaven sent to show us we have no more rent. It's all free. We are free to believe that BROTHERHOOD is the true and living KEY. All we need ........ ....... is loving set in the breeze. Father Deer (golden child, the cosmic father), come on home and feel you near (sit by the fire). Know it's true, love lives in the blue, where we go now to shine the true. And with loving regret, I say I have no more sacred depth. No more hiding from my enemies. No more hiding from the sacred trees. No more hiding my soul divine. No more hiding from my own blind.

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Let us choose sunshine rays. Let us choose to love another day. Let us choose to send this world on home, where the children will be BORN. Risen savior (risen sun dancers) each and everyone. All my children they have found the sun. Inside of thee, the sunshine leaks, to spill out and find the meek. No more regret. No more shame. No more hesitation. No more blame. No more hatred in this world. We are Relatives, we are ONE HERD (HEARD in the winds of time).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to the mighty call, where the children are learning to bawl (cry out). And with each falling down into the sole (kiss Mother Earth, Great Spirit Mother's love), each child is learning to become sacred and bow. Heaven tells us which way to go. Heaven shells the sacred road (spiralling rainbow trail). And with this known, we share our fate, prophecy is the living state. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star with his claws, tearing out the pain inside sought down with the clods/clouds (where our relatives trod/walk). And with each step, he beats his heart to purify the holy arks/arcs. And with each beat the drum does play, the sacred music on display. Sending love to the universe. WE (elders) are beholding to this sacred girth. I bow down with you in the name of love. I bow down to Great Spiritual Mother in the clouds. I bow down to the Great Father in the winds, his Spiritual binding has just begin. 

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Join us at 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 Dawning with the Suns

Next January 30, 2014

March 1, 2014

March 30, 2014

April 29, 2014

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June 27, 2014

July 26, 2014

August  25, 2014

September 24,  2014

October 23, 2014

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December 22, 2014

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. We have entered the Dawning (re/birthing). We start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014) has begun. 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! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

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

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!