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Sunday, January 12, 2014

Dawning of Time Rainbow Warriors Shine

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Images 1 and 2 by Grandmother Walks on Stones (Nicole Swan MinistryoftheHeart) 

There is a day when the dawning comes inside of me. Just have to step up to the breeze. Falling Angels from heaven inside of me. I can feel the sacred seeds. We are joining the river of abundance, when our hands are tied to all the leaves. And the wind is blowing inside of me, where all the living needs to breathe.

Let us know how to grieve. Tears of gold come wash my soul clean. Tears of gold make my heart beam. Laughter everywhere. Joy without any fear. Love has taken over this land. We make a stand. 

Listen to the heartbeat within our soul. There inside deep we dig for buried gold. We are children learning to run. We are children riding the sun. Everywhere there is a life buried deep inside. My soul is wandering out and looking for the sailing prize, the witness of my eyes. 

DAWNING of TIME, shine free for everyone. We are on the golden river of the ONE (oneness). We are children learning to climb, out from the darkness that made us blind. We are children learning to walk into the holy land we are in shock. Heaven instill inside of me, a holy wretched find this dis-ease. Let my soul find a way out side, where my beginnings walk with pride. 

Let me know about how to grieve. Bless all my darkness to bare the light inside of me. Shine a dawning that is true. Let my heart out of you. We are joining for everyone, the sacred living suns. Can we find the way to live inside a heavenly land we gift? We are joining with everyone. No one is left behind. It is the ONE (oneness).


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Evolution take hold of my hand. Let all that yellow gold find me a band. Where I will be recycled (blessed and forgiven) and gifted to you. Where I will stand to hear the song of this land. I will belong. I will be part of a song. I will shine free, to hold all the children on my knees. We are joy driven people. Happy to share our relativity. Learning to compare all the diamonds means it's love that settles in thee. All of us together, it's evolution's cup of tea (tears full of leaves, all my relatives please, wisdom seen).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. We are joined at the seeds, bursting forth for liberty. Shine a k/new dawning near, inside of your heart where there is no more fear. Love will capture your heart today, when you learn about the majestic waves. Relatives who will save!

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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" 



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

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,
 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  

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

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


Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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, January 11, 2014

Peace to the Hoops of the Rainbow

Dance with me upon these seas. Heaven guide me through those hoops. Loving rainbow come to side to the shore where we long pride. Heaven shine into the lands..... bow down to stand. Listening the winds.  Heaven help me understand. Let me hold you closer to become Man, holy is the vow we take, to the simply heart when we make mistakes. I can feel peace in the windows of time. Would my Brothers mind? Would my Brothers chime? I listen to all the wings that flow, to the other side of the sacred rainbow and we feel it's sow, all the seeds want to know. Will you bow with me, on the circle of life? Will you shine in the seas to make us a true life? Will you become glorious suns? I wish for you to know this ONE/ness.

Tell me, I bow down with you. Share my heart I send many blessings for this knew waves that fly through. Mountain peaks, sun shines her sweet. And Rainbows claim, the royal fame. Diamonds glow to bring us troves, where treasures lie, upon our graves this time. Let us rise up from these ashes. Let our spirits fly high in the sky. Diamonds are forever we say, always we want a glorious rays. Sunshine find me in this world, where I can dream. Peace upon the hoops that beam.

Brother James on the hoops, hollering to make the smoke clues. Don't you see that dew, upon the Mountain View. Heaven sent that Angels too. I wish to shine upon this land, that's why we stand. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star holding the drum for us to run far, over the hills and valleys of the snow, the sweet growth. Love is the afterglow. White Buffalo Calf Woman singing today to gift the heart of your loving rays. Send chills up my spine, where heaven is binding, with the clouds. The rays sing out loud, the night sky treasures near, all those sacred pearls.
 
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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" 



All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
 New  moon January 1, 2014 Dawning with the Suns
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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! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

12252013 Hallow It Be Thy Name: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Hallow it be thy name (a great name written on your book of life within you), glory to unto all without shame (through all your trials and tribulations). Holy is the walk we share (forgiveness), all the gifts to become aware. Love is the answer and we care. Come all yee faithful, SUNS of this mighty ONE/ness. We are the children of the sacred living rungs (stepping stones of lessons and treasures). Every step we take today, leaning on love, means we are the answer to all the sacred doves (the hands of peace). We are flying across the skies to tell our relatives wide, that it's a holy ghost within them, that they need to learn to coast. Where is the place they seek, but inside of their hearts. We are the divine that shines, the hallow place of thine. Gift me a rainbow, seeking out love. I know you are my treasure, speaking of doves. Peaceful you venture into my heart. I know you are the merry making parts. You are a peaceful garden of paradise waiting for me. I am sitting in a manger (hay/hey, brotherhood, wheat/bread/coin) along with relatives of the sea (envisioning gallantly). And all our dreams together, I am looking forwards to our liberty. Heaven on earth take your hands and help me to become free, with all my relativity.

There is a holy day together, that shares the words of God. The voice inside this manger, the place we hold our clouds (orbs/suns/crystalline stones of light). And inside of this rhythm my heart sings out praise. The Lord of my comfort is the ONE who chooses my rays. I am willing to serve you, my Brother my Friend (the sole without, earthly lessons of strife). I am willing to help you out in the end. I willing to help this world, to find such true meaning of life, when we are together and love is this holy wife (the soul within, heavenly forgiving our sins). Seek comfort in the magic where the heart is the soul. And heaven is the venture out where you seek the gold (your great dream). And all the women are laughing, tears of comfort and joy, bring us closer to the heartbeat, we are singing, such great noise.


A tree of many colors, sits in the corner to share. And presents for the faithful, who want to truly care. Yet in our hearts we seek out, not understanding all our shame (much forgiveness is needed). We put it away to tell the world, that has to be a k/new way. How can we find this rainbow, when love does not understand, the meaning of this Christmas, when man must choose man (love each other)? And we must become Brothers (on the red road of light and intelligence news)? We must embrace our Sisters too (on the blue road of sound and heart knews)?  Who need a house to lean on, the warriors who are blue/blew (heavenly true, royal two/twins/soul-sole)! Sing joy, sing faithful, sing righteous in the winds. And all the Children of Heaven (eternal soul family together on the rainbow trail) will bow down and sing. And we will be together. We will share our hearts. When the sun does rise each day and when the sun does set. We will be together. We will share our songs in the winds. We will gift praise, for every single thing. And when the trees are lit up, with clouds that embrace each day, let suns of gentlemen, show the righteous waves. We are relatives all the way.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to tell you how much you are the sunshine of heaven on her daze (the blue road is represented by female, heart, sound, darkness, echo and mores/virtues of the heart). And when we sing together, I hear your souls flying by/e to tell me you are grateful in your sacred eyes. Heaven has a hold of you, the heart beat that is sung. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star sets the running suns (I can hear the guns go bang for the race and we are off). And with this dance of heaven, lands smack upon this world, to gift the hands of virtue, the beat of the loving hood. We are together. We are together. We are together to set our hearts alive. And with each holiday, let us learn to praise, to gift each day, such loving rays, to sing upon the seasons we dew/do chime, when we sing all in line/aligned.


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

Join us at Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"




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

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,
 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  

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

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


Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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, December 24, 2013

12242013 Dreaming About the Holidays: Swimming Ice Blowing In the Wind (snow, crystalline stones, suns)

Dreaming about the holidays. All about the sacred praise. Come on home to me, where the heart will be close to cleave. 

We are born to bee (dreaming impossible dreams faithfully). We are born to see. We are born to become......... one big fam.......i..........ly.

All the days I am dreaming of, the welcome that I receive each day. I want to know more and dream of open stores, where I can get all I need. There I will find hope and peace. 

There I will find a scope to please. I will dream with you during the holidays. I will bring in love to every whisper in the sky. 

I will hope for the making of merry, the waking of all the cherry blossoms (springs hope, snowing petals) inside the heart. 

Where we are opening each lovely spark, over the rainbow trail inside of this view, all the many colors coming home to you.


There we are dreaming about the holidays, when we gather with all our friends. Family come home to wish us good fortune. We will hope and dream of holidays in the winds. 

Everywhere we dream of coming daze that swim, with many fish that live in the winds. All the seeds will blossom and our dreams will succeed. We will be faithful to the gathering each holiday displays.

There is a day when we dream of sudden awakening everywhere. With giving to children and learning to care, about our neighbors and our friends. About the service that never ends. About the family eternally sings with you and me. It's a wonderful tree. 

Let us portray loving rays. Every holiday come with good grace, as we gather in the streets, to love and to meet, to bring forth happiness we seek. It's the holiday. All around the world we pray. All the different coming tides, bring us to the holy ride. And with our dreams we share, let us all learn to be aware, the peace will shine in our eyes, when we treat each other as our tribe. It's a holiday, when I see you. I dream of holidays, when we gather in this view (dew/two/too/add/together/gather/circles/groups).

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for us this far. And White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today. Elders of the Rainbow Clan. Together we share the heart of praise to sing our loving rays we hear from you, the Hoops with a view. We send blessings to your holidays (the most wonderful time of the year) all around this world.

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

Join us at Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"



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

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,
 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  

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

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


Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

orbs of light
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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