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Monday, December 9, 2013

12092013 The Sacred Cry Wields : Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Listen to the waters in the sin (lessons to overcome). All of us want to walk on in. Yet in our hearts we don’t know which way. Could we turn here and watch a grand parade. Living is worth all we praise. Let us begin in a holy maze.  All together in a row. We are sacred feathers that blow. Hold our hands in time you see, it’s a magnificent breeze. And all those lessons need our knees (in prayer, bowing down with humility).

Tell all the soldiers, we are mighty men. Tell all the warriors we are gaining with the sins. All those lessons, we can overcome. We can learn about the sacred roaming urn. Light your fire, blazing trail of diamonds. Everyone, together we share our heartbeat. Hold us to the hands of time. Let us long to feel the sacred wine (tears of joy).

If we could learn about a field. Everyone is laughing around the wheel. Blessing sacred space. Moving inside of this place. We are glorious rays in divinity. Glory bee, settle in our hearts dis-ease. How to overcome, now child, listen to the guns. You are blazing a trail, you might as well *blail/flail/cry out/wail/stormy tale. 


Listen to the story that you tell. It’s a story about your sacred whale. All you sing inside of thee, hold me close eternity. Tell me true it’s about you and me, we are part of this sacred tree. There we bee, one dream. We are landing in this cream (torrentials of cosmic snow, shooting star storm). The milky way, full and happiness is display. All that milk and honey of our dreams, when we bless the fields and seams. WE will read everyone, a tail/tale, a dream.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Elders of the Rainbow Clan. We bow with fire and water to bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams. Together we are children of man who is learning to be kind. And through sacred blessings, a field cleansed, is a happy field, where stories turn into dreams. Brotherhood beams on the hoops of life.

*Gaelic blàr, meaning "plain" and "field" pronounced blare.. Edge of Blale, Blair, Blaire, Blayr and Blayre.

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All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the hopes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN. Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow display. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow).

Image: white buffalo, the prayer cloth of many colors.

Beloved Grandfather Weisser Büffel, thought of you when posting this image for this song http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12052013-spiritual-warriors-of-earth.html and might as well add http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12062013-spiritual-warriors-of-heaven.html. Will talk soon, Aho (may your spirit fly) over the rainbow glare, to where we are aware.

Love and blessings and kisses and hugs to all my Grandfathers (white/star child) who dare, to shine like a light in the night air. your devoted grandchild, White Buffalo Calf Woman shares, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the opes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN.  Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow).   All my relatives out in the hoops, let me tell you about the heavenly scoop. Onward soldiers it's time to cry, into heavenly joy of the wise. Oh come now, listen to the sound, joy is overflowing, certainly abounds. Can you feel the opes and dreams of everyone. WE are going to lean on LOVE RAYS under the SUN.  Whispering music. Whispering to the soul. WE are out there dancing, turning everything to GOLD. And when we are stepping out into the field. Come my little darling, we are showing it a shield (blessings through dance and song, skipping along, demanding it's the circle every boy and girl. Today we will sit together inside this HOUSE we call GOD g:utterance, ah/o:heavenly, d:transmission, the voice inside of everyone, everything, each unseen and ONE, around the table family, it's hoops shouting LOUD, inside your own house). And listen to the stranger. Listen to the beat. Listen to the heavenly the arms we did seek. Listen to the waking, the field of dreams we seek. There is a place beholding, a dream inside of you meek. Demand the circle daily to keep your family fit. Then all will learn to be happy, when blessings reel the stiff (unyielding, to make them bow, for love is wrapped around a present to show, respect to the whole). And we are loyal children, remembering not or foe, for forgiveness will gift us shelter and harm will overflow. For streams will run pure again, with blessings in the winds. Don't be gone too long my children, the Rainbow promises the wind, the breath of life dances to begin. Take your bucket of water and let it shine inside of the light, purify it daily, the soul will make a wife. And when you behave correctly, the heart on the blue road will swell, with rivers flowing over to the red road full of shells (evolution down the rainbow trail). Paradise will be happy, when everyone does smell, the rainbow trail is REAL. Dream happy, dream to become, the greatest living spirit, part of the ONE/ness. And we will be like diamonds, crystalline beings of light in everyone. And without hate and longing, it will be digging for more gold. Ask and ask, the stranger with a mask. Tell me your troubles, demand blessings as SUNS. And children of the Rainbow, who spiritual warfare has just begun, REAL-EYES will shine true, to REALIZE the SUNS. We demand love, shooting blazing guns (shooting rays of diamonds, orbs of firey (on fire) lights. Seek the breath of behavior that dances to and fro, virtues of heaven overflow. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, all the hoops and circles that make this sacred rainbow. To all my beloved children, to ELDERS everywhere, we are tied/tided together. We are on the SPELL. Magic wells (dig deep inside of your heart and join the rainbow trance, love is the romance, dance with me and bow, it's a curtsy in a row, all together let us spin to show, the perfection of the floating snow, crystalline beings of light of the rainbow). 

 Image: white buffalo, the prayer cloth of many colors.

Beloved Grandfather Weisser Büffel, thought of you when posting this image for this song http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12052013-spiritual-warriors-of-earth.html and might as well add http://weblessyou.blogspot.com/2013/12/12062013-spiritual-warriors-of-heaven.html. Will talk soon, Aho (may your spirit fly) over the rainbow glare, to where we are aware. 

Love and blessings and kisses and hugs to all my Grandfathers (white/star child) who dare, to shine like a light in the night air. your devoted grandchild, White Buffalo Calf Woman shares, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
  • WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman Relatives, Thunder Raging sings how to lean on LOVE. Violet child (buffalo robe: violet, aqua, magenta, gray), Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy https://plus.google.com/u/0/115047035668617145037/posts/LV8ErGM6t5S A note, when we often speak about "HIM", we are referring to Great Spirit Father. A Great Spirit Father rainbow color is red-violet. Violet children like Thunder Raging follow wise counsel from Great Spirit Father along with the evolutionary phase we depart. We all adore Great Spirit Fathers and marvel at their power, yet we must remember and recognize Great Spirit Mother who leads all the indigo children, the perfect soul warrior who is often lost upon the world of fools (medicine tools). I bow down to Great Mother and Great Father who are wise, sharing, leading, promoting our well being to become wise little children of the Rainbow Clan. Enjoy the Sacred Song Blessings our beloved Thunder Raging sings. your devoted, White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child (buffalo robe: crystal, yellow, green, gray), alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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    WhiteBuffaloCalfWoman TwinDeerMother+010Reply Thunder Raging SingsThe key to the road on the path of your soul is learning to fly without letting go. But then again, when dreaming's not sow. We've got to rethink what we think that we know.Before you think, first let it flow. The words that come out…
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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.

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”


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!

Saturday, December 7, 2013

12072013 Same Ole Sigh, Jump Up Says the Wise: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

thank you beloved dancers
Care about others down the road. Gift your heart full of gold. And when we shake our heads in disgrace, just remember it's heaven's blessed. And with each lesson tell me sow, want to gift my heart to know, which way shall I begin to burn, all those blessings in this urn. 

Come share with me, the sacred seas. All our visions, our families our beloved destiny. We need a hand to bridge each other to find. We are the children of the saving grace of God. Hear we stand to help all of man. We are children of the deliverance and wake up to please. Hold my hand. Together we make a mend. Sewing us together, the fabric, the holy land.

There is a child, risen savior for awhile (inside of you). And you must seek her (female, blue road, soul, water, sound, heavenly perspective) out, the heavenly shout (the talk reverberates on the waves). Inside your soul, your soul will know, when you find this place the sound inside of your heart . 

We are born, to carry the horns (cry out and share the good k/news). To speak of God inside the holy sacred clouds. And when we strive to each other's eyes, we find, we found God in each other's cries. I hear you friend (helper), in the wind. I hear you and I long to be your relative again.  We are true blue, inside of you. There is a day when all has found it's place. 

Come dance with me, under the trees. Come dance with me to share the heart I need. There is a day, when all is saved. There is a sacred river that shines another daze. Listen deers, on a journey full of fears (lessons). Just jump up (roll it on over) and say the wise soul within me will show/shine the waves (to treasures). And we will become, the living SUNS. Risen saviors each and everyone.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings again to hear the cries of everyone in the winds. There is near (sharing spacial fields), blessings without need of fear, just hold my hand and we will understand the sacred ride, the waves of time. Let us shine.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star tells a story of how we come together to know of God. [[[g: utterance, ah/o: heavenly, d: transmission, thus the voice of every creature and speck of dust. We must listen with our hearts.]]]

It's a voice, it's a choice, to share your heart (tell your story to a circle), full of love with the sacred bow. Tie the gift (tie one over), the present is stiff, rigid to touch the softness of your soul (any relative sharing spacial fields, on the rainbow trail). My sacred house, my buffalo robe, I share my stripes, forever we are bold/told.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.Org/donation, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Locally and around the World. Please help support Elders and Warriors to bring the Law of Love to your neighborhood, uniting all the fields together once more! Let us learn to open the doors.


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!

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Prayer Date: 10312013 Load the Smoking Guns (Rays of Diamonds With a Holy Stream)

Hey wake up today and find the Sun is Rising your way. Wake up today and find the glory inside of your heart. Hey Brothers and Sisters who carry the big guns (blasting rays of light beams out of their hearts, rays of diamond light a spark), we have got to get together and make a spark. Hey Brothers and Sisters out there who long to feel. It's time to get together on the sacred rolling wheels. WE are standing in the fields. Watching that sun for real/reel. Take my hands to mighty God. Take my hands inside my heart. I can be mighty like these with big guns, they are beholden to the sacred run. 

Flowing rivers, hey over there. On the other side of this affair. Sitting on the circle learning to fly, cut with all the knives, don't have real/reel eyes. Wonder if you could beckon your sacred heart? I wonder if you could beckon the holy ark/arc. I wonder which sign/sine will shelter me? I think flowing rivers with the big guns help me sea. Envision the totality. The great circle of life come out of me. And on the other side of this river we are ONE. We are tethered together like rays on a gun.  
 
Hey wake up today and find your soul. Hey my Sisters my Brothers find your gold. Hey wake up wake today and find your sole/feet. Walking inside this halo (angels know). Weep and sigh is all a disguise. Just don't want to have some fun. Where you long to feel, the waking the wheel, you must start inside where it's a ONE. One family, all together tied on a Tree. One family the Rainbow Clan will set you free. One family, we are the Tribes of many souls/soles. We are learning to walk on gold (all our dreams).

There inside of you got to learn to cry. Weep and holler out and let the other side, know you are coming. Let them know you are coming over to the other side. Let them shine, turn their light on inside. WE are treasures when we share. WE are devoted measures (group of notes) of every (music) score. WE are ONENESS, the clan of all the waves. We are the treasure boats (arks) that save. It's time for you and me, to share this room for all liberty. It's time for us to reside inside with holy eyes. Where did you run, when you thought you were in trouble with the law man? How can you find your way if you don't stand and look and pray (stop, look and listen to your heart)? It's time to lean on loving vibrations. It's time to bring in  holy evidence. It's time to shine, the lottery of love that climbs into the heart of every single child.

Let the whole world smile.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Whoo hoo, load those smoking guns, for the BIG GUNS (shooting rays of diamonds) are wakan (holy walking) home.




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)

 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!

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