Angels in the Sky, Angels on the Ground, Angels Making Sound

Deer, Dear, Sweet Hearts Listening to the Tears

Where angels sing today we rise up to bring in our hearts. We hold our hands together to form a holy arc. Bring us home to the moan, where our hearts sigh as ONE. We are the clan of the rainbow on the run. Tell everyone, it's time to come home. Tell everyone. It's time to bring us to the throne. God is loving and does care about every single word out there. And all those cries we hear at night, bring us home to the everlasting light. We are angels needing refuge. We are leaning in the winds. All our prayers sing to evening, to the stars that sing again. 

And when we rise up to greet the sun, the morning star wants us to won/one/hoop, all the sacred living seas, I tell you, you are my family. I bless you where you will go, to the after noon to ever know. Love is waiting for your hands. I can feel you understand. We are angels in the sky, bringing love to the oceans wide. And we spill our tears among those who are the rising suns. Let us bless each sacred field, all the stones upon the wheels. And we will know which way to go, into the heavenly afterglow.

Sending kisses in the air, all those blessings without fear. Love will wander catch this wave. Tell a story all to save. Let our hearts meet each aside (to help each child), to the thunder open wide. And our Mothers let us bow, to the story you always told. Gift your heart away today. Gift your blessings along and save. We are children upon this world. WE need everyone. Everyone to fulfill. Tell a story let me hear your cry. Tell the world, just what lies in your eyes. We want to hear your gospel soul. We want to know everything you grow. 

Kings Royal Path

Harvest on the rhine(little kings walking on the crust of the earth)/rind of time, where inside is sweetness sublime. I can hear your call for love. I can feel your family looking out for doves. And it's peaceful warriors true. We are sending blessings true (to you). We are sending love to you, standing in the heart of all we knew. Angels in the sky on the ground. We are everywhere we make sound. Send your blessings in the air. Send your love out there.  And when you feel lost and without hope, remember the holy sacred scope, send your love without a care, send your blessings if you dare. Fore we are angels in the sky. We are angels open wide. We are angels on the ground, over rolling hills with this sound.

Blessings make us abound.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums today, to gift to you a heartbeat true, to show you exactly what to say (the dew, clouds in the sky blowing open and wide, around the world return), Love will pave the way. Love will pave the day. Love will save our soles, forever grow, the soul within that shines and glows. We bow and pray. We list our waves. And White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today to bring in harmony all the waves, to you. Yes it's true. Love is part of you. Angels in the sky. Angels in the ground. Angels making sounds. Angels everywhere. I bow down.

The Path of the Stones

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org. Please help sponsor the Elders and Warriors continue service through Angel Services and the Great Give-a-way. We bless you through and through. Angels working to help you locally and around the world.

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!

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March 1, 2014

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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!

I Love You

Grandmother Walks on Stones image

I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's all the rule. It's all the clue. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's all about this sacred view.

Tell me true, loving you is all I need to do/dew. Tell me true, loving you is all I need to dew. It's up to me and you. I love you, boo poo pee dew. We are children running under this great sun. We are children longing to feel overwhelmed with love. We are looking for the sacredness of all the doves, peaceful warriors that stand up. I love you, boo poo pee dew.  I love you, oh yes I do. I love you. It's all in the knews. Heaven is coming home shining inside of you. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's the new wave coming on through.    

Listen children we are waking up all the SUNS. We are committing holocaust across the winds that bow. yet inside our silence comes, the wishing of the bells mightier than SUNS.  There the waves are making us walk over to the other daze, where our hearts put up this sacred maze/maize. We are children looking for love to find our waves. All those rainbow colors that will save, each a child of the rainbow daze. A dream phase.

We are driven to become the wild seas, where we are broken up into shards of light of divinity. And where we shatter, we become all this holy matters. And with this sublimeness we are the kisses that make us complete, the whispers of the wheat (breaking bread together).  I love you, boo poo pee dew. It's really true. I love you.

Where all the rushing waves come through. I love you. I love you. And when the sharing of the divine comes rushing through, I love you, boo poo pee dew. Sweetness come out of you. And with this soul divine, I know we must linger to chime. I must listen to you. I love you, oh yes I dew. I breathe this story for you. I send my love out to you. I receive your love too. I am greatness with a view. We are children of the same true, loving both me and you. We are loving both the same tree, the gospel flows free. And with this heart inside of me and you. I am blowing through this holy vision too. I am sending my love to you. I love you ............. boo poo pee dew, it's really true. We are moving home towards YOU/EWE/lambs of God, children of the sod, the Rainbow Clan.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. We love you, boo poo pee dew.

Grandmother Walks on Stones image

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org. Please help sponsor the Elders and Warriors continue service through Angel Services and the Great Give-a-way. We bless you through and through. Angels working to help you locally and around the world.

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

May 28, 2014

June 27, 2014

July 26, 2014

August  25, 2014

September 24,  2014

October 23, 2014

November 22, 2014

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

My computer is protected

Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

12202013 Come Sail Over the Rainbow: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Come sail over the rainbow. Come sail over the seas. Come sail over the sideboards (jump down), to be close to me. There is a winning celebration that shines in the seas. We are together to know of the greatness inside of this holy ark. Come sail. Come sail. Come sail over the seas. Come sail. Come sail. Come sail over the sea.

Listen to the hard winds blow, where distance is a call in the winds. Distance is a local memory of how it used to be that dream. Yet distance is tomorrow the is yet project. And with this said, Today family come home, to rescues our relatives. There we sail in the breeze, listening to when you come home to me. Come sail over the seas, over the rainbow and back to me. Come sail over the seas, then heaven will shine her rays inside of the leaves. 

We are children listening to the world. We are together to make our hearts complete. We are all withholding to keep you close at hand, because we want to shelter each living sacred stand. We understand, children need more hands. We don't have to make amends for all our wrongs, we just have to make it right, each breath of our life. Show tender compassion for loving waves of the seas. Inside a glowing heartbeat of the shoulder that longs to cry. Tears of joy and happiness. Tears of joy and pain, just because we suffer for love to always gain. We gift our hearts, to all the sacred parts. We sail over the rainbow true, to bee beside you. We long to share the heart of the whale (songs). 

Come sail. Come sail. Come sail over the seas. Greatness find it in me. Greatness find it in all the leaves. Greatness come sail in the seas, where rainbows wipe out every single enemy. Love will set us free. Love will set us free. No more enemies. All will beckon harmony. We shall sail the breeze, inside aligned (peaceful) and free.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today, to hear the sacred waves. All the relatives scream, where is the cosmic cream? And when we shimmy and shake, will we pick up the rake? I think we need time to sow, to plant root and grow, inside this cosmic stone, flowing rainbows for each one. I bless you, all the waves through!

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org, the place of heaven where the shining lights do wind. We bring peace upon this land, love is greater here we stand. It's a time of hope and dreaming grope to live harmoniously. Love is in the breeze. Love is over seas. Love is on the plains and hills, the weather chills, the sunny heat of the morning dew, love flies to you, one heart beat at a time. All together we will CHIME.

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 aligning with the sun

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

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

 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

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

streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,

 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  
You and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).

 Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance

(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”

Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

My computer is protected

Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

  

Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

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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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us

in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

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

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

 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

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

streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,

 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  
You and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).

 Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance

(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”

Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

My computer is protected

Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

  

Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!