Prayer Date: 09232013 River of the Tortoise

The River of Nine on the Back of the Tortoise Shell. It is written in the i-ching story (hexagrams of 64), the Star of David, the crystalline stone, ah written in stone, the story of the nine streams of the rainbow bridge (magenta, the great caretaker, a red robe along the red road), the place between heaven and earth, the song and the dance. However this is all about the red road, intelligence, paradise, color frequencies, stones, not the actually the river, more like streams that find the river or float through the river.  The tortoise teach us to look around in the four directions. We have four directions in rainbow colors written on our holy buffalo robe, which travel over these nine streams of light trails, written all in a row, however every which way we go, there is a pattern of weather that emerges, just like people express. We as a whole share in the winds of time and we all access through our dreaming. It's more about receiving information, however the red road is about giving information and receiving is more difficult and this is why we tell stories, to help us receive knowledge from each other, while we travel over the red road. The soles walk a path on the whether which color of the rainbow will fly by me in this mystifying sea, envisioning dream.

Image of Korean Painting with Crane, Deer and Tortoise

There the streams are falling inside of me. I can feel the rolling hills glow and fulfill me. And the trees they are bountiful under the sun. I am sharing this dream with everyone. Shine in the sky, let my eyes out. There swimming in the river it's all about, the grand tortoise knows, it's upon our sacred toes. One at a time, all in a row. We are the streaming flowing of the Sacred Rainbow. 

Heaven shine on me today, where the bridge of falling rainbow display. We are gifted to majesty, where the mushrooms are fit to be. All the treasures in the world, the sky is full of birds fulfilled. We are storks in the night of the moon. We are driven to the river in bloom. And the Deer want to play, to gift their heart in the migration daze. We are together, under the moon, under the sun, all great big one, Mother Earth we have begun.

Listen with your heart, paradise will shine. All those mountains in the distance will chime. We are driven together, one more chance for better whether, it's prescribed. Now open our eyes, there we will find four directions that bind. There we will find, four rolling hills that bind. There will find there, the great despair....... risen upon the sacred hair. Let us drive these streams to where open is beams, pure sunlight in the air. If only everyone blessed out there. It's a time for strange to begin, only to listen to the sacred wind, we need more. We need to enstore, all the visions our lives together. We are meshed in a blanket full of despair, yet love gifts us comfort in the air. 

Such a story that lives inside of you and me. Such a glory, the rings of hoops and songs. There is a story where the Tortoise moves us along, upon the four directions of a song. We are flying in the sky tonight. We are flying in the waves of delight. We are flying with our souls complete, because we haven't lost our feet. And we will walk a holy path, just to teach about the waves that last. We are eternal you see, coming round the corner to be, all of us are family, the Rainbow Clan will set us free.

Brotherhood show me, where the rocks and the trees, share the deer and the goat, all that goes up in smoke. Let the lamb call me, to where the pigeons fly free. Brotherhood ride those nine roads, where the streaming colors shine in me too. I am flying on by, sharing my sacred ride. I want to be next to you, where we are sharing our view. Heaven come on home to me and you, where the River of the Tortoise finds you. We are the migration task of opening our masks. We are sharing true, what lies deep in you. There we will find a way, to tell a story we did pray. One more sin wiped away. One more glory of praise.

It's a Mother who bears a child, to show us a River that smiles and it's you and me, the stars of heaven set free. We are on this Mother we call Earth, she gifs it all to this girth, where the Tortoise shares the story true, where nine streams flow right through you. Rainbow bridge, the magenta child will show you through, for it's the song and dance you knew. It's above, below it's you, all around in hues. 

I bless this sacred world, a play pen for us to stare, into dreams we all will share.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns, the Rainbow Clan upon this land. We bow with the Grand Tortoise, for carrying us in the four winds with the story of the nine streams on his back. We bless with fire and smoke, the holy toke, the making of a boat and with water, we paddle our woe, over the waves we grow, one more prayer to flow.

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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!

Prayer Date: 09222013 The Wonderful Stone River

The wonderful stone river lives inside of your heart. The beating of the sacred stones, always gifts your part. It rocks and rolls like a baby, that turns in the night and in the day, the river is shining, to show us the colors displayed. Glory bee to the wonderful river, the place where I adore. All the rocks and the streams and the holy making beams. It's a wonderful place, the river I find my face.

There upon the sky, open and it's wide. So much to dream today. So much to say. And when we start to begin again, love feels/fills me up to the hill again, to gift me a solemn vow, love is the grand WOW. And there I stand upon the mountain side, willing to gift my soul and live twice. There with faithful eyes and triuphant hearts. I stand to hold the wind in my face. The wonderful stone river sings to me. I can feel the wonder of the breeze. Holding me close to you. Holding me to this view. Listen to the rolling waves. So very much they do say. The colors and curves that swerve to get to the new shore. And when I arrive I see your face.  You are the wonder, my dreaming grace. I can feel it's true, it's blue, how did I get along without you? 

We are part of all this dream. Holding cans of all the seeds. And whispers in the wind, make changes that begin. We are the stone river of time. We are the grand hill that shines. We make the flowers bloom, the song in the sky go blue. The rivers and streams running through. All the green grass grows near you, where the wonderful stone river flew. I can feel and taste this dew, upon my face, when I am knew. I can feel the open hands, seasons of time, come to understand, the river of life streams near, the wonderful stones that tell us/as story of cheer. We are moving into a place, where paintings and rivers show us grace. Leaning on what we face, the stone river will shine in place. 

And whence we came upon another hill, where rocks and stones grew grasses real/reel/reeds, there I will shutter to the winds that mutter my name. Seeking all this fame and fortune today, will it make my heart skip a parade? I wish for all to come true, dreams about you, sky full of stars. And when we share all we make, the creations of heavenly mistakes, come down to the wonderful stone river that gleams. We are the sacred hands  of all this steam. Blessings to the hands of time, where we tend our hearts and make everything chime. Listen to the the stone river out there. Wonder comes in every fashion that lives in the air. Let me come closer to you, sit by the stream blue. There the green grass grows. Let me wade my toes. Wiggle and waddle and skip a beat, my heart will bloom, just to feel complete. That's where the wonderful stone river flows. 

Dreams overload.... (meteor shower/fireworks/falling stars/whope/give-a-way).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in all the beats of the rings. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star cares, for he beats the rings on the ends of the clouds. And we together, like many Elders dew, share the good knews. We bow and bless the holy sacred nest, nine streams, four beams, all together, dreams that sheen. Sending love and light of doves, the darkness feel the gifts. And when the sharing begins. I send my love in the wind. For now it's sweet kiss, love will not miss, for all in the dew, the mist will find you/ewe/lambs of god/beloved children of the Rainbow Clan.

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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!

Prayer Date: 09212013 One Year Anniversary

Relatives on the Hoops,

Today is the One Year anniversary for the Prayer Date Series. Everyday, we have shared a Sacred Song Blessing. We are working diligently on adding them to this weblessyou .blogspot.com. This Series of Prayer Dates tells a story about how we felt and the changes that blew in the winds for the times 09212013 (September 12, 2012) - 09212013 (September 12, 2013). Some had delays, while others came quietly on the daze, where the rainbow trail paves. Yet in our eyes, we long for a better world, to share how to begin the holy herd of the Rainbow Clan, all things seen and unseen together. We are all feeling an unescapable chasm of knowledge just wanting to break through. Our souls want validation. Our heavenly true blue, where virtue reigns and love demands purification through the sacred blessings, finds us in a knew world. We know, LOVE will RULE this space. We call it Relativity. We are all Relatives. We all bow to the curve, where we find the returning. Thus validation, remembering and letting go, through forgiveness helps us to look for a GREAT and EXCITING JOURNEY ahead. With nothing to conceal, our lives can now be revealed for all to beam together.

We share spacial fields. We knock before entering. We break bread, as a blessing, a tale, a SUN, a KIN (kingsmen, knights). We hope you have enjoyed and continue to share these Sacred Song Blessings with everyone. We pray that Dreams take hold for a better world. And that we will reign with the walk-abouts (smoke) of holiness, to purify this world, for a field to be planted, be fruitful and full (satiated).


Your devoted servants, White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star and Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. We bow down with the Hoops, who have shared their hearts in the winds.  

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presents  Prayer Date: 09212013 One Year Anniversary

Mysteries  from above that shine. Show me just how to bind? I will come to thine heart of mine, to tell a story that will shine. 

All the Rivers set in the SUN. All the Rivers they come to the ONE. All the Rivers shine inside of me. I can feel the entire galaxy.

Day and Night you are my Heaven on Earth. Day and Night, you come to share this worth. Day and Night, I have one thing to say. Love is billowing out from the waves. Yes, time is sharing all the quaking dreams. We are shaking out for this pleasure needs. There we join the hands of opposing sides, just to cross the journey the open wide. The Rivers flow out from me. The Rivers flow though me. The Rivers shine again, long time wine again. We are the Rivers of the Seas. All the dreams.

One year today, we had much to say. In the winds of crossing time, we did show beginning wane, the bowing insane. It's a time a place where we cross our paths. The blue road shows us true, where the waking past. We are longing for paradise today, where all is golden rivers of loving display. Yes, we are sharing one more  year. Together it's time for the harvest to fill. All our pockets with grains and stones. Showing all the pictures of the making of the bones, loyal bones, stagnant bone, wanting more bones, the raining/reigning day is here. Yes, it is hear. Listening to all your FEARS. We are joining over, crossing over, shining a divine. Inside the holy ghost, my soul wants to shine.  

There we stood upon a hill. We grew together, the arc showed us how. From our dreams, from the heavenly blue. From our hearts, everything started to bark. In our waking and forsaking, the holy drift is near, the cosmic snow, shows. The cosmic show, knows. The cosmic waking of the handsome and the joy of liberty. The wholly running river, making all of us complete. It's over the circle and back home again. The tree of life is always my helper and my friend.

We are taking hold of destiny wiht our hands. We are making changes if we start to understand. We are showing the world just to say, love is the danger, the fields of those portrayed. It's a golden field, where my relatives are reeled in. And we paint the sky with roses in our eyes. We are dreaming of a better land, where all is there to understand, that love is growing and protruding out into the fields. Blessings to the waking of the real, pretty painted pictures grow. Look at creation make it snow. Cosmic dust in everything. Billows of heaven make it ring. And together, ONENESS WILL BEE, one fabulous dream. We will be together, the making of this STEAM. It's the breath we take, each day, each moment we forsake and learning to roll over in the wind will begin. Love is the journey, to tell us a story, where one day, one way, one dreams will take hold. WE are together, moving bold. Bold, bold, that's you and me. Hoe, bold, that's you and me. Hoe, bold, that's you and me. All of us together. All of destiny. Oneness of the table that is set for the free. All of us together. One more fancy dance. There our memories will hold us in a trance. Love was the forsaken, no more mistaken. forgiveness set this table for new beginnings to take hold. Bold, that's you and me. Bold, that's you and me. Bold, that's you and me. All of us together. All of us in the seas. Blue road show me just how to sea, envision in the heart of the dream.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all our Relatives, around the Hoops, Circle and Circumference. Elders of the Rainbow Clan, which all is part of this Grand Stand, evolution demands, intelligence states what the heart knows the mistakes. Yet love will show us true, how to get on through.

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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!

Prayer Date: 09202013 Intertwined With You, the Path We Knew, Renewed and Grew

The path to my dream comes down this rugged path I know. In front of me, I can follow the rainbow. The blue and green, folding over to bring, heavenly dreams. I can intertwine with you. I can fold over the sacred and true. I can shine like the dawning of time, to bring back miles and miles. We are stated that one way to go, is along the rugged path of the Rainbow. Yet inside I want to collide, inside I want to be intertwined. We are joined at the hips you see and our arms, we hold each other as company. We are joining today, to hold our yellow (gold, dreamer) dreams, the path in front of us illuminated waves. We are cherished. We are delivered. We are children of the Rainbow.

And on the path, enclosed by the great embrace, the green grass grows to hold the road. We are tall and mighty as the tree, where illumination comes readily. And with each day, I circumvent, just to learn about the went. By-gones, let be true, when we remember you belong to the blue. Heaven descends on us all. We are part of this great big ball. We are a fire-y shine, willing to bind, to bring us home in a whirl, where all is the perfect swirl. It's heavenly paths waiting for me. I am seeking the places we long to bee. One more gratified day, just one more to pave, a future as mighty as thee, intertwined with each other this time. 

Listen to the trees, they always feel the breeze, telling us stories as they flow. Each live in a row, just to till up the soil. To tell a story of two, to bring it back to the size of the view. Yes it's true. We are divine beings. We know just how to sing. We know the path to righteousness comes with the true blue. And when we are down and out, we can give a great big shout. We are looking for all that is done, the path that leads us home. The path ahead, where blue cross the red and all that is mighty comes true, dreams of loving each other. I believe.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring back the winds. To feel the embrace of the wind. We are mighty as trees, part of the heavenly breeze. We await the shifting of time for everyone to shine.

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

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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

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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!

Prayer Date: 09192013 Witness to Holy Sight, Spring into Action with All Your Might

There is a place inside of me, where I can sea miraculously. There is a place, where I can shine my face, just to feel the wonder of this place. There is a holy spirit that clings to know, all of the shutters of the waves that flow. I know it's time for change, everything tells a story of this. We are moving forwards to another dawn of time. We are the binds of evolution. Don't you hear them chime? I can say truly, where the blue, red cross, there the yellow grows soft as the moss. We can see many colors, the vibration of time leans on me. There I can find a sky, blue and open wide. All of this magic. All of this dew. We are changing rainbows, in what they say and do. We are blessing you. We are shining love upon you. We are taking hold of vision that is bold. We say bow to the winds. We say, let it begin. We say, heaven has arrived. Yes, it's about time. 

Let our souls display, the wonderful sight we have gained. We can hear with our hearts and listen with our eyes, just to find the circle of many who are wise. Yes, we can feel the breeze, down the road where stars are sown. We can envision gleams of fields, where rocks are real. And magic is part of the show. Let us find a way, to pave the path lies graves. We remember, those who gave. We honor them and save. All the children to come. Let us teach them to run. We are choosing love. Just one more save and off.... into the sky..... into the longing of the clouds that chide.... We are needing you, to be blessed free, to take care of your duties. Listen to the hopes and dreams. All of the family needs you and me. We are part of this great big company. We are part of the heavenly doves sent to rescue thee. And when we have lost our way. We didn't bow down and pray. Blessings cleanse the fields, where trouble makes it real. Gratify the winds. Blessings over sin. And we will be a DREAM. One big field, envisioning SUNS.

Stones and rocks and things. All lie together in the wind. And each song that I sing, rings true to the wane. Those who bow and gift. Don't need hollow rifts, but those who forgot their waves, need others to push, rather than save. We say, LOVE is reeled. One more husband, a wife to heal. One more Priest you lost their way, then we need to help him and save. One more Sister of Ordination bring, who won't open the door to let others in. How will we honor them, if we don't hold them to the tune. Sing praise and lift the world, where LOVE is the only kill, to purify the cosmic snow, then everything will GROW. I say to you, one more day. I say to you, love will pave the daze. I say, heaven sent me to show the path, where eternal will last. You and me, shall share these dreams. You and me, will save the green (spiritual). You and me will share the dew, where Rainbow dreams come true.

Brothers and Sisters will dine, together at one circle at a time. And each of us will cherish love, when we are circling with doves. If peace is not gathered near, how will we have favors to fulfill. We need blessings to help heal and save. We need blessings to pave. For golden paths won't lead to shame, if we decide only to gain. And with each lesson, the stone will turn, to grow under a key. There we will decide to love. There we will open the door. There will we knock and learn, if only to churn. There will be children with parents, who will listen and understand the fundamentals. And with this known, blessings will be sown, to overcome tragedy. Yet in our dismay, love grows abundantly, because we listened to the circle that lived in thee. We will find an open plate, where everything has a gate. And if we look at the door, enter paradise with holy praise and listen to the birds that sing, we can feel the winds come over thee.

Spring action inside of me. Let the almighty shine and set it free. I will become the witness of the good news, God is part of you. And with our vision opening. We can see the heavenly soul come/set free. We can share our hearts then, there. WE can share and be aware. Our spiritual path will unroll. We will know exactly the toll. Yet we decide just to share, all that will bring in pairs. Together one two three. One two exactly how to bee. The dance of the heartbeat tells it true. The fourth beat is you. And one and two shows me true. And three four opens the door. And embraced is the galaxy, that lives inside of me.

I send my love out to the world. We are part of all the pairs. We are joining everything, because it's the holy witness thing. We share our hearts and blow the horn. We say Brotherhood will shine and pave. We will tell a story or two. We will share all we dew. And with the dreams and visions appear, we will remember to always tell. To show the road to understand, to show the way true. We are always getting clues, yet we need everyone to get them too. And sharing at the circle will teach, that we are all just a peach. Sweet blossoms I remember your tale. I remember all you said for the wails. And cries of men need to be heard, just one place, one world. There we shall find ways to seek. There we will find ways to become meek. And the day comes when all will bow, just to know of the holy cow (four directions in rainbow colors, the holy robe of lights that illuminate you). We will share more than love. We will share relativity. We share and cleave. We will know of our destiny, love in the breeze.


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, to heal all the words that sing. To seek a path of love, righteousness that suffers. And when we grow old and die, we are remembered for what and wise. We are making these sounds today, to show the young the way.

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Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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

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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!

Prayer Date: 09182013 I Share This Holy Pipe With You

I light my pipe today, to heal my heart as I pray. To gift my soul out to the sole, the place I dream to go. When I dream, I think of you. It's time to take a view. Let us run in the streams. Gain lots of love that steams. You and me. Let us sit down for company. You and me. We will share a story in the air and watch it's glow. It's the sacred pipe and the rainbow. All our soul is swirling dancing in the sun. And our making of the wanting of everyone, is to live a dream. Live a great dream. Live on the hoops and follow your dreams. It's time to share a holy pipe in the air, about the story of your life. And how you will grow into the know of what you have to glow. It's inside of you, that takes this truth to the heart of our enemies. Share love that is constantly (Sioux, a constant tone along the red road, where paradise is sown, the Law of LOVE hears all the groans). 

Let us sit and share our hearts today. Let us share this pipe and let us pray. And when we are done, all the blessings will cleanse our sun. We will be dancing in our hearts and laughter will hold the holy ark. We will be together. We will shine a better weather. We will gain a hand, that gifts and understands, the welcome to the land. Let us share our prayers today, the holy smoke will light the waves. And treasures will beam, when circles come to sheen, all around, on top of the mountain. All around, the circle of life will continue forth. All around, the making of the sacred pipe smokes fill, the stories and worries of what our woes did toe. We did know to glow, with the pipe. we did sit in the strife. We told stories, made up worries, just to scenario, to take control, to lean on the spiritual know.

Since the daze gone by, inside is tearing us wide, open fields will show, just how we must look at the rainbow. With our Relatives at hand, so many don't even understand, what is happening to them this day. Will we teach them how to pray? It's a spiritual path you see. We are walking on the red road to believe, that dreams can come true, when happiness find the best of you. And will it be complete, after all we did and meet? I share my heart with you. To long for a favorite view. A dream yesterday, come home to praise. And with this welcome soul upon this stack of many lifetimes coming home to pack, a wallop and a shimmy a dance to prance, to look at romance. LIFE is Grand, if we take the time to understand. Life is GRAND, when we share our pipes and voices gleam. The circle of songs that help us get along, shows just what to dew. Everyone has a pipe that is true. Let the breath of life come to thee, share the heart of your enemy. 

Share the sacred pipe. Tell the story true. Love is the circle living inside of you. We are part of this wheel. We are part of this steel. We are strong as stones. Stars from heavenly below. And when we rise up, to find our dreams. Paradise looks at all we gleam. Wouldn't you like to bee, a humble relativity? Family? Welcome breeze? Yes, it's time you see. Yes, it's time to believe. Yes, it's what we need. Come home to share our heart in the breeze. 

The holy pipe tells you true, how our souls walk with you, everything thing that breaths, shares the smoke with you. And if we are lucky to shine a rainbow, then we would want to know of the story, that you do give, to tell me all the pipes in the rifts, have a place, a piece of the puzzle, the story of continuing life. The continuity grumbles, even stumbles to make our wives. And when we are fortunate men, we share our holiness instead of sin. We gripe and we moan, just because the kids lost their respectful tone. They need us sow, to teach them relatives are part of the circle of the rainbow. We are the Rainbow Clan of many, the circle the pipe shares free. All the rivers and streams grow, even in the galaxies. And when we share our sunshine, the circle of life continues on, for one day, we will cherish two suns, the inside and one running upon. Let us know the waves of heavenly glowing embers in me. Holy is the story of the many pipes of glory, just you tell me a story please.

I wish to share my holy pipe to compare, the notes of the great mystery. What did you dream about. Where did you run around. We shared our blessings to make it all profound. It's time to listen to the story, the circle and even the gory. We need to find a way to forgive with each breath. I light this pipe, bless this sacred nest. We are the blessings, traveling over the roads. When we take a hold of something, remember it's sacred and it paved the way, the circle of life that did save. It's a continuity, all of our relativity. It's a holy pipe you see, it's an envisioning dream. And where I walk together with you, let my heart be purified in our view. A story of heaven shined on me. I will bow with all the leaves. Heaven share this story, the pipe and it's many glories. The circles it joined, the men and their toys, the girls and the boys, the old ones and noise. It's a woman's hands that makes it a demand. Love is where we are grateful and care. And together we fill a way, to bring us morning praise, the holy star, the making of the charge. It's time share a prayer, each day. Let us bring out the pipes to say.........

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all our Relatives on the Buffalo Run. Forgive with your holy pipe each day, the voice of God lives inside of you. Share your story true. I bow with you, my Relative I knew. I bless the nine streams and four directions to help me relieve all the messings. I bless the sailing smoke, the breath of life, to shed a tear or two, to bring in laughter with a new view. I bless this holy pipe that lives inside of you, the spiritual awakening becomes the walking talking (wakan tanka, Great Spirit) along the dew (in the green grass).

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

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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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!  

Prayer Date: 09162013 Flowing Rivers Find Me Free, White Buffalo Hears the Kneads (Waves)

Hold me close to the river that is free. Hold me close to everything in the breeze. Hold me close to the spiritual in me. Hold me close for everyone to see. It's a belief. It's a relief. Share ... all my heart sow rare. Butterflies get in your eyes. Hold me, close to the heart inside of thee, where your song rescues me. I want to shine free. There inside the flowing river, find me free. I will keep you company. 

There is a White Buffalo in the sky, all those colors four directions we ask wise. Can we find the miracle of all the prophecy? I wish for heaven to come down with me. There we be, on the clouds that sing. There we be, over rolling hills in the beams. There we shine where the snow falls softly. You are the magic of this breeze. 

Listen to your heart today, I have something to share a wave. Time is gifting me some hope and I will look into my scope. Dreams and visions shine in me. I want to share the world this beautiful breeze. We are children looking out for the world. Time is coming to share it's aware. it's we care. It's about time for us to shine. Let us ring out freedom. I will stand in the sky, where the white buffalo commands deers, the whishing of all the wells. Deep inside, where the moon light shines. Deep inside, we are bringing heaven this time. Deep inside, where we whisper I know, all the children of the sacred Rainbow. 

Look at thee, where the river of the pipe is set free. All those rings and hoops and things make us happy to sing. We are children of this world, paradise gift us the fill, where moonlight dances and we show our prancing. Listen to the butterfly where we sing our lullabye. There my heart knows which way to go, just in time to rain on this show. All those lights gift me Love, I can feel it inside it glows. We are children of the four rainbows, one inside and one outside to show. We are suns of men and daughters. We are suns and men and wives. We are children of the Rainbow and we ask for an after life. Children find a way to rescue, all the waves of the mortal sins. Just believe in all your dreaming and ask for heaven to beam on in. 

Flowing rivers find in me, freedom set upon a string. All those pearls and diamonds glow, just in time to shine upon the snow. And all those beaming lights that shine, just in time for miracles to bind. We are looking for this wave, to set heaven upon this paved. Road of miracles shine in me. I want to share upon this sacred breeze. Let the pipe show me the way, all around the world to pray. I wish for Rainbows to come after me, to where we slide down to relativity. 

All my Relatives, I share with you, the after math of the wonder and true. We are woken to this dream, where brotherhood will find our beams. We can overcome treachery, if we long to feel the breeze. And our houses we know when it's time to bow down and lift our sins. We bless this world today. Everywhere White Buffalo Calf (children of the rainbow) displays. It's the woman who sets our plate, the forgiving of hope before it's too late (wanting more, rather than to adore, love can become a chore). Say to goodness count on me. I will serve in battle please. It's time to gift the spacial fields, love will reel them on their heels. Come and shout with me. Flowing rivers set me free. Shine in the moonlight, where we share our hearts tonight. We are kingdom come, just to set the sun. Magic is our word, where dreams are part of our holy herd/heard.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in the heart of what we need. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star sets the stage, when we share our Grandfather's page (Razi Marcel Zahr Weisser Büffel: Buffalo robe in four sacred directions is white, silver, green, gray). It's a Sacred Song Blessing to feel the heart of those who are weak and fulfilled. We are shattered by their pain/pane, just to let the world know fame. Flowing rivers share..............

 

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) 

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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!