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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!

Thursday, January 16, 2014

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.

Image by KeBear Rainbow Heart

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"

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New moon January 1, 2014 Dawning with the Suns

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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

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Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”

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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

12102013 Rainbow Colors Fly With Me: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Image by Nicole Swan Ministryoftheheart

Rainbow Colors fly with me, into the heart of the eternal seas. Where we share our hearts of men, to place our hands towards the thin (revealing). Let us find the soul within, where all is sanctioned to begin. Love lives in the winds.

Tell a story of long ago, when our hearts are pure as snow. Just in time to make amends to the sacred winds. Hold on tight and measure true, the hands of God lives inside of you. We are treasures each and everyone. Listen to the sacredness of the SUNS.

We are children learning to fly, inside of all the Rainbow Colors wide. It's a (rainbow) trail where our soul will fly, when we learn to walk holy and with pride. Stand on our soles today. Sing and dance and gift praise. We are on a journey you see. We are on a journey to bee (dream impossible dreams). We are on a journey to believe, visions come true. We are on a fact of life, where we breath in all this strife. And when we bow down to pray, LOVE is the HEALING RAYS.

When we start to find a sole, that walks holy and with solid gold, we find treasures everywhere. We find relatives who really care. It's time to sing out and praise this world. Times are changing and we are a herd (all together this time around, the third rolling hill in our evolution period). Think about all we have known thus far. We have travelled far. WE have learning about the Stars.

Come now, listen to the gentleness of the winds. You will hear more than just sin. You will hear the loving grace of those who prescribe, love is laughter all the while. Can you find a weekend to give? Can you find a smile to lift? Can you find some time to unwind, then all will be part of this shine. Take a hand and lift it to the sky. We will be there dancing in the wide. All that space in the heavenly domains. We will be there going insane (dancing wildly for you to bless you free without disease).

Tell everyone we are moving this way, when the SUNS of MEN learn to play. We are leaning on the fight of the soul, to bring in solid gold, dreams of each child we will know.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to lift the hearts of everyone displayed. Gifts a handful of tables of the seas, just to hear the leaves. All my relatives, I bow with the SUNS. Each a child learning to run. Where the buffalo shine in the breeze, heaven returns to me, inside of the hearts of true leaves (relatives walking and talking on the blue road, who can receive).

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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.

Image of many streaming fields by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal 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”

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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

Thursday, November 28, 2013

11282013 Bless the Hardships I Know: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

There is a hardship in the air, when everyone just wants to care, yet outside where we lie, our hearts want to preside over things we cannot overcome, until we learn to become loyal SUNS. Then we go........... for that great ride. Where we sail over the river that seems wide. First look ahead, flow............ then pick up and row........ towards the river that leads from down below, that swivels back to and fro. There you will find a worshipping hoe (a faithful servant who serves others), one who just dug down deep below (to know your needs). A seed was planted near, to watch the sacred cheer, the fields and the diamonds we sown, there a garden of women with horns (who call out for justice with heavenly tones, it's smoking horns, blasting ray guns or laser light beams radiate from their hearts, love at all cost).

Heaven will step on each child (grab hold), because we don't want the river to grow wild, instead we tame the beast (gift lessons) and show how bitter sweet (to become treasures, jewels from heaven), the child within just wants to know love, a place to call home and share the rows (aligned and harmonic). Home, home on the range, where all the lands come to stand and save. The hardships we endured, kept us sharpened and aware, conceived in the dead of the night (dreaming), silence that can hear all of it's plights. Forgive, that's what is said. Yet how can I forgive what was said? I have to let go and gift (a) compassionate show of many sacred rivers flow as ONE, then I will forgive all that was stead (time stood for).

A cross represents a crystalline stone!

There where the hardships I know, I will bless them with fire and watch the glow. And when I am done, I will cast it into the SUN, where the Stars of Heaven will burn it to glows, embers with Stars full of Stones (crystalline beings of light, each child in/sight). We will continue to bless, until we can forgive each sacred sun, each child in the world, each rock, cliff, animal, each herd/heard. All the voices we predict that need a holy kick, to tell the world about LOVE, the law that sought and burned. It's heavenly thrones that will set you free, all the true blue settlements we thought we knew. It's time to shelter my/our soul/s, to break each rock we roll (escaping light), to shine out, to dine out (cast out the shadow), to bring them home to the view, where it's hardships we carry together, that's true (helping each other).

Roll and roll on those hills, where we have buried our bones (the past). Set down from within, the sacred sun forgives each sin, to rise up, cast a shadow (from within) full of light, a life proud to smile twice. Once on the road up. Once on the road down. There I hear the whooshing of the to and fro, I glow, the dreaming of the RAINBOW, just showed me the way/waves to go. And all I can do/dew to be faithful is to share my hands with you. We are loving. We are settling, around the circle to care. We want to hear your voice, to know you care. No matter how unsettled, disturbed to the n'th degree, the hardships you sweltered, needs loving roots to grow. And if we tried to hold on, then love did take root. Forgive those who could not let go and fly free with me in the groves (upon the winds of time, there lies many trees tumbling freely).

Home, home on the range, where the lion (sunshine from within beaming from sacred nine streams) and the buffalo (four directions) tamed, all the people who lost sight, what a glorious right, it is to breathe upon this sacred holy land, the place we stand to make amends. I (we, all the eyes who) stand for unity upon this land, for everyone is welcome to speak at the circle with spiritual cares, the world needs love to be aware.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, to help heel the world at it's needs in the spring (uprising of the Lords/Suns, each child who is prestige's in God, the voice is heard for the whole clan). Take hands together bind, the sacred HOOPS will help all bind, for it's six flowing rivers that flow from you, the center of the sacred knews, the soul that wants to take flight, with envisioning dreaming sight, the places of superior men and women who are hens (directional weavers). And together the worship will be, how to bind us, us all, FREE. Let the ONENESS of MAN learn to understand.

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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 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”

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!