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Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Heaven Come to Hold Me Close, Mother You are the Most

Thank you for all you dew, inside the sacred view. Heaven sent us all to come down to worship (behold, revere) every cloud (sun, crystalline stone). We are sent to love this world, to praise and to fill. We are sent to love this world. Don't you feel the wonder all fulfilled. Let us pray for our Mothers, our Fathers who need us too. We are learning to love everyone in the view.  Thank you for what you do.

We have been sent to love this world. And Mothers and Fathers they need help too. Won't you come on in, to where your heart needs no sin. Won't you come on in to where we are longing for songing again. We are cherished in the world. Each and everyday we are the herd/heard. And with this said, my love is passed on. Mother, Father, you are a sacred sound.  Let us learn from you, in all you dew. Let us learn from you, how to love this view. And when you are lost, let your child come in at all cost. And gift them love to show them how to overcome. It's time for us to bee on the run, over waves of sunny locations in the ONE. Inside of our hearts everywhere, we are learning to share. Tell the world, we must bow down, to show our Parents we need their clouds. Just in time to wake them up. We are sacred and drink from this cup. All together love flows. We are part of the Rainbow. And with this knowledge, our tears fill this world. Let pure river run free, to know of our locality. 

Tell all the soldiers come home. It's time to hear your sacred horns. Cry out and spill your tears today, to heal all of Mother's rays. She needs you most, the sacred toast, when her heart lights up inside, to heal the Brother's wide/window. Let us vision pure delight, where heaven sent us with might. Let us shine forever true, with the heart of me and you. And when forever rises forth, let us learn about the torts, the very lessons we abhor, yet it opens every door. Let us bow to heavenly, where virtues come to bee inside of me. Let our dreams come to fruition on the leaves (relatives on the book of life). And when we share our hearts and dew/do our part, happiness cleaves to all the treasured leaves. I bow to you. How can I serve you through. Mother Deer shine in me. Let my soul capture thee. Let me hold you close, to bring Father the toast, all the buffaloes will run, into the SUNS, all together we are ONE. Heaven sent us to embrace every single sun (sun dancers, everyone, everything). Let us share this worth. Heaven has a curse, to be lifted with my love, to share with all the sacred doves. And I release my pain, to be subordinate to gain, the fruition of Great Mothers everywhere. Let there be sovereignty. Let there we heavenly. Let our souls fight for love to cherish all this stuff. And dreamers open your eyes. Heaven has shared our dreams in the night. Let us show the world true, that it came from me and you.


I bow down to all my Parents (Rainbow Mothers and Golden Fathers) around the world. I bow down to the Great Spirit Mother who fulfills. I bow down to the Great Spirit Father who knows best, each soul has a sacred kiss. And with this sovereign act we bring, let heaven always know her sing. Happiness come to your heart and walk with me to form this holy arc (the Rainbow Clan).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in the light to everything. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star shows the world about the sacred arts/arcs. And we are comforted by your love. Choosing love over hate. Above the doves (flying high in the sky), peaceful warriors who are true, bow down with me and you. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy will sea us through.

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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
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 8, 2013

12082013 Thunder Glows Over the Rainbow Mother: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Mother of the Sky, she is oh sacred and wise. Rainbow Mother of the Skies. You bow down with us every night. Tell us where we flow, just to know the wooow (ooh la la, what a show). Tell me true in you. Did you know this great k/news? How do you always know, which way the children flow? Do you feel in your heart, everything we impart? Oh Mother of the Sky, the Cosmic Woman of the Night. You gift to us your love, always come to push and shove. It's your LOVE. And when the THUNDER rumbles and roars, don't you know we all did snore/sleep sweet dreams, because we knew you cared about us too. You showed us how to make love to all the ewes/lambs of God.

Oh my Mother of the Sky, I tell you riches are your eyes. You seem to know just what we need. Can you tell me how to make it all complete. We are treasures in the winds. We are looking to make love to everything (show honor, respect and gratitude). We want to be pure of heart, just to know Mother loves our arks. And when we don't behave just like we should. She always teaches us to play like we would/wood/law of love. And when we roll over with happiness, there we find love bred/bread/brotherhood.

It is time to shine our hearts. Rainbow Mother we long to feel your arc. You show us how to roll in the breeze, find hills with company. We are lifted up to thee. And when you shine like the rainbow, we can find you anywhere we go. You illuminate across the sky. You are the holy promise, our teary eyes. We send you loving winds, to cross your path to know you are the win/d. We pray you find love every day, because you gift so much away.

Rainbow Mother of the Sky, I know you are the Thunder that Glows. You are the magical show and exciting does it flow. With every color in the sky, we are magically waking up the wide. All across the fields we light up the sky, with vibrations of your love. Always holding our hands. We do not really want to understand (we just want to lean on you). We long to feel you close by our sides. Because Mother, you are wise.

Photo of the Rainbow Trail by Lisping Wise One
White Buffalo Calf Woman shines today, to say, we love you Rainbow Mother all the waves. We send devoted blessings out to you, where ever you are, what ever you do/dew. Sharing your open heart with the world, the promise all the children will live like they should. All aligned in a musical row, with notes from heaven each child does sow/sew/together/grow.

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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

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)

Image of many fields streaming by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, 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
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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!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

11122013 Swimming Ice Blowing in the Wind: SUN's LIGHT and MOTHER RAINBOW, the Field (11/12 the Field/s)

All my Relatives,

Swimming Ice is a thirty year old crystal cat, who thinks she is a kitten in her daily play. Her innermost color of her four sacred directions (buffalo robe) is crystal (11 or red-red). She wants to prescribe comfort to all things, greet and lean on them. She is vocal and demanding, such as children who need love, embracing and even the chasing.

Blowing in the Wind is a Great Spirit Mother, a six year old child. Her inner most color of her four sacred directions (buffalo robe) is (unseen) red-indigo (16 or red-indigo). She is learning to take care of the multitudes, through the interpersonal skills of a true blue relative. She must be constantly vigilant in this pursuit.

Together they have joined forces to move the world, teaching us all to lean on one another in our divided realms, heaven and earth. Those in the spiritual kingdom unseen yet felt are now becoming part of our daily lives. They live with us, play with us and suffer with us, the spiritual nature of all things. We are interconnected. We are the spacial fields, and our hearts need to be cultivated to receive unity among all beings. This is why we sing praise every day to the world.

All daily "Prayer Date" will stop and begin anew with "Swimming Ice Blowing in the Wind". Date and song name will remain in the title. This will keep us up to the season on the traveling lights of the rainbow clan. How we felt and how we moved in the winds of time over all the sacred lands.

Today's Sacred Song Blessing is about the Crystal Sun (circle folding/bowing, blue road of dark or sound waves moving through, he must chase it/divide and locate, sonar) and the Rainbow Mother (square wielding/streaming, red road of light or color waves moving through, she must embrace it, tale). This is a field of Rainbow and Crystal is a spacial residency where we live (church of the soul, you, often referred to as the Holy Ghost). Each being of light is structured after this model. This is why the every religious base has turned to the Mother and Sun paradigm. It's a square, the stone that embraces (dark, rainbow). And the circle, the stone that chases (light, crystal).

Many people are interested in 11/11. This is the Crystal SUN door into and out of heaven as it swings both directions, often referred to as the "Twin Flame" the soul talk and the sole walk. It is through the heart of the Mother RAINBOW that teaches us this flowing, how to roll over lessons into treasures. In other words how to get through the door of heaven, either direction. Yet in the world today we find that our Children of Heaven (crystal/pearl/diamond, silver/dew, rainbow, golden, gray, white/star) have difficulty descending upon the Earthly realms, meaning moving through the door of heaven  by forgiving the Crystal child who always seems to gift the lesson (to pearl, the treasure).

Just an important note, in spacial fields of Rainbow square and Crystal circle.

There is one crystal child or the "DOOR" into or out of heaven. And approximately every 16th person you meet is a crystal child, going to gift you a lesson. We are all looking forwards to that, huh. Well it's love that will get you through, with the sacred bowing to receive the clues. This means you have the opportunity to pass into heaven, through the virtues of LOVE, the law that mandates our passing time and fields.

SUN's LIGHT (Crystal Stone of the SUN) and MOTHER RAINBOW, the Sacred Field often referred to as the Stone (Star of David or Morning Star)

Rainbow child and Crystal child represent the fields, Mother and Sun/Son. However each child is also a Sun or a Sun Dancer, sparkling lights (color) of four directions, we call the buffalo robe. We may represent each other, but we are not each other. We are all snow flakes or crystalline stones, yet no two are alike. We are GREATNESS and a GREAT STORY to TALE, when we are ready to hear the whales the cries of the children of the Rainbow Clan.

Today's prayer is for the FIELD, Mother Rainbow and Sun Crystal. It's the fields that change colors and vibrate all the Rainbow Colors. We bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams the directions of the flowing and the growing with fire, water and smoke. Dreams are told through the spokes. Welcome to the fields where Grandmother (gray color) wields or weaves us all together again, love is the profane (marked by contempt or irreverence for what is sacred, yet it's the LAW, LOVE RULES the FIELDS).

Let us pray....

WE of many diamonds (crystalline stones) singing in the rain. We are many colors walking into the insane. All the Brothers calling, how do I claim my name? All the Sister bawling, which way will I win/d? It's a chore this place, the sacred healing on our face. It's chore today, we must do our works display. It's wonderful world, yet it's so very closed for sure. It's a time to bring change if only I could learn to win/d. I would be like diamonds in the air (orbs of many colors, silver color, the dew), singing out to make myself care. I would be like treasures to everyone. Listening to all the SUNS. We could be faithful if we longed to bee, part of the circle of the company. All together we weave. We are part of the place we hide, heaven inside, the soul that goes for a ride.

There is a time when we long to feel the waking of the dawn. Inside we long to feel of the revelation on our wheels. And as we realize time is changing everyone. We are concerned about the waves of the urn. And all this fire and ash is bringing me home at last (as I bow and pass prayers to heal my soul). I am learning to fly with my faithful eyes. I am a treasure you see/sea, I could be part of this family. If only they could witness the fields of time it steels; it's a strong will. It's a strong pain our hearts. It's a strong vision out the window pane to help every one gain. And times are pulling me towards the changing lines on the road. I can feel the whisper in the wind. I can feel the waking of the bend. All that is shallow will be swallowed whole. All that is deep will be billowing rolling dole. And gifts will be streaming and all will learn to be beaming. Our hearts will be gratified, once we open our eyes, the visions and dreams inside of our hearts.

It's a field of dreams they say. Yet we don't even understand this place, where Mother stands still, to hold all the children near (the rainbow clan). We are leaning on love when we demand it's glove (crystal child demands love the law, the sacred bow). We need to hold you close, when you are lost the most. And when we don't seem to understand, you must come towards us and become like MAN. For we are learning to be, part of a Global family. We are learning to bee, one big dream........ing. WE are learning about the fields, one child at a heel. One heart that spills the goose, the golden egg lost it's noose. And when it's rolling by, let all the children yell surprise. Let us run down this hill and wake up to treasures filled.

Dreams awake, all the fields of the goodness sake/s. Let the soles find you there, where it's open honored well. And it's deep in the river of love, where we want all the family not to give up. We are all treasures on this hill. We are all treasures down in the well. Up and down the waves will show, the many hills of the Sacred Rainbow. We are crystalline stones, woken up with buried bones. WE all have a tale, let us hear about your trail. And when we pass your field, I hope your dreams will be fulfilled. And I have a hand that helped you through with LOVE.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings (elder crystal child) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums (elder lavender child) for all the Sacred Suns, all the STONES, the groans the moans and poans (buzzards) the waking and the dreaming and the falling and the bawling, we are all family and we are part of these seeds. It's time to care about each other and make us more than stable, it's the yellow rolling hill where dreams come true.

All my Relatives, 
Today's song said this, "All that is shallow will be swallowed whole. All that is deep will be billowing rolling dole."  

The other day, I was so very upset (couldn't stop crying for everyone), I went to be held by Great Mother (red-indigo). She wanted to feed me like a baby (grandfather white), all the stars of the journey. Well I just couldn't do this, I sat next to her between Great Father (red-violet) and Great Mother ( another Great Mother and Great Father appears/rotates every three days. a shift duty/service for us, Holiness David and I ). It wasn't getting any better, yet they were trying to comfort me. Just so you understand, it is rare I go to them for comfort or protection. This is like a child needing a parent. We all do at some point want to be held by those who love us and care for us, like a devoted MOTHER, especially our Great Spirit Mothers (red-indigo). Their love is perfectly, meaning always YES, to help the nest and this is why they are the blessed.

Finally I jumped down and bowed down on the floor with all four limbs outwards. All of a sudden, a perfectly square dark well appeared (as the body of me on the floor) and dropped into nothingness. It was very dark and perfectly square, like a garbage chute. And I told everyone just to jump/fall down through me, as this was how I was feeling. Just get the impure out of me and through on their way. 

This song taught me, "All the shadows will be swallowed whole, to cleanse all the Rainbow (fields of four directions). And instinctively I knew what to dew, just like the rest of the clues. Watch out my relatives and listen to all the sins, for they will tell you a thing or two, watch out for what you dew, because only love will get you through (or you are waiting for more lessons to appear).

For a crystal child, we feel all the pain of the children around us and we don't say quiet. We blurt it out and scream and shout until it's pouted and out, all the hate and sin has been washed again. At this point everyone wants to run as fast as they can away from the crystal child. Jumping through the light, often refers to running through the fields. We can see clearly in the day light, where it once was darkness. If we are shallow, then we can't reach the whole, the deep part of you, the soul. Thus we must dig deep within the darkness of your soul, to help you illuminate from within. These are the fields of our Relatives. And they are real, just as real as our vision allows us to see. For inside our hearts feel spaces we cannot see and these sonar traces/trances are taking a toll on us all. We live in fear, resentment and separation. It's through the actions of cleansing a field, the spacial arena both inside of our hearts and outside where we work and play, we find we start to become happier.

I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams, the motion of the field, inside the SACRED WHEEL. I bow to Rainbow Mothers everywhere. I bow to Crystal Suns everywhere. And hope they learn to walk towards their fears and help others overcome the gears, to become faithful servants of the SUNS, each child of the human race. It's time for fun.

Water and fire and smoke. Blue and red and yellow. Soul and sole and dream. Sound and color and vision. Basic elements of the world. We bless the fields with these three reflections that make everything seem real. We bless the ultimate the light (white) that shines from this might.

Todays song said this, "All that is shallow will be swallowed whole. All that is deep will be billowing rolling dole."  

All of us are to be rich rewards to each other, when we learn to adore (loving), each tale on the road. For wisdom weights more than gold. It's weight takes you into the heavenly told.

Sea you on the Rainbow Trail. 
White Buffalo Calf Woman will be singing for all the tales!

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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us 
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM
 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

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)

 Image by Rainbow Mother Yaniv

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, 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!

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Prayer Date: 10102013 Morning Star Help Me Sea, Envision Liberty

Three Images: Morning Star (Sacred Rising SUN, eight directions and a center, nine sacred streams) Mandalas by Rainbow Moon Raven signed Raven Hawk. She joins us at the Circle WhiteBuffaloCalfWomanCreations, for Give-a-Ways to all our Relatives around the World.


Morning Star Help Me Sea, Envision Liberty

There is a wind inside of me. I can feel all the colors as if I was in a sea. All the streaming, flowing, glowing inside of me. All of the causeways have much to sail a wave. There is confusion in all we dew. We fly through the spacial just to feel the winds blow. We are all the treasures of the sacred holy wheel. 


Come feel the heavens shine upon me. I will share my soul. There the winds will shine a rainbow and I will know this glow. All around me sailing streams of the mighty glow. I can feel the shining stars of the embers glow. 


We care about you, the sea about you, the streaming fields of liberty. There are the colors that shine the rainbow a sea of many different fields. Each child like a sun, a diamond. Each child like a raging storm. Each child breeming with excitement when they wander into the sun. I tell you truly, my heart is ruly, because the sails have drifted by. I wish for rainbows to sit for awhile, to share the colors with her smile. I think of the streaming colors and shine upon this sailing breeze. I think upon the many blessings upon my sacred knees. We are the children who must care about the many comforts of this world. We share together there is no more whether we gift for loving shores. It's time to give your heart away, to total strangers who need you today. It's time to share a heart that's true, with love that creeps inside of you.


We are many children of the Rainbow, where the colors fly around. And since I have to feel the laughter, I can feel the sunny joy. And with the streaming colors around me, I can feel the waking call, the place of Angels mighty sails who stop by to call. Hail to the Mother, the Rainbow Mother who always sends her love out there. For we are choosing to become Angels who gift the waves to be set free. It's time to share now, all together aware now, to become like Angels in the seas. We are the streaming fields of heaven. We are the children of the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). We are the many colors divided to created this fantasy.


Let us dream together, happy weather, where we go inside this flow. We are the children who need some justice to share our hearts upon this land. Oh Morning Star shine inside me like SUN in the Sky. I will be your glorious SUN DANCER, to share the sacred breeze. And all together, flowing embers of fire's light that leaps and grows. All vines together, shining through all sorts of whether, it's time to conceive. It's dreaming fellows leaping in the yellows (gold), where dreams are fastened to your soul. It's time walk with understanding, of the many sensuous glows. We are the children of the rainbow, where we shine where thrills are known.


White buffalo Calf Woman singing for Angels for each and every color in the clouds. It's Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star calling with his drum. We sing together to let the whether be happy sails into this kingdom come. We are the children of this Rainbow, where we fall down before we run. We bow down with all our Relatives who act like clowns in the suns (happy faces). We are the children. We have laughter. We sing praise on the RUN (streaming rainbow colors).

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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us 
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
 New moon November 3, 2013 05:49:32 AM
 New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM
 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

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)
  
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, 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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