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Monday, September 30, 2013

We Will Sing a Dance for You

Singing and dancing. Sharing our hearts. Waking up to the Rainbow, this holy arc. Will I be realized, just in the nick of time? Will I be waking up to the whole world of mine/sublime? I wish for the Rainbow to find everyone. I wish for the Rainbow to find the great SUN. I wish for the bows in all the children's delight, when opening up all the packages God's gifts. 

So many treasures. So many to have fun. Sow many little things that need to be grown. And with it's rising up to touch the devoted sun. Let me find waking up to all the tom thumbs. Groaning and poning (griddle cakes, mixing it up, hot fire, brotherhood and mire) to all that is within, to share the heart beat that wants nothing from sin. Yet as I rise up I must forgive everyone. They don't always learn how to make a churn. There is much magic in this holy urn. Great God in heaven shine down on me. Let this world know paradise please. I wake, I want more, for everyone please. To tell them it's time to share all that we need.

It's heaven when we sing and dance along the waves. It's happy, not sad occasions, but glee most of the daze. Yet I understand that we must look up and we look down, yet I want to feel the sacred all around. There is a place within that shares my heart, there a stream lies down inside of the parked. Stillness of the river shining through me. That's the place heaven lives, where I want to be free.

Spread my wings and billow and touch the mighty stars. There is a place now, where we are marching loud. Who is the destine? Who is my friend (helper)? Who is the wanting of gifting away the sin, blessing the wind?  There we will be together, always longing for the praise, when happiness guides us to happier days. I send my love gratefully out to the world. Thank you for all of the toys. Thank you for all the girls and boys.

We will sing a dance for you! (Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, silver child). Aho and over the rainbow we flow, all skipping and dancing along the waves. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star sends love along the path of the heart beat. Elders of the Rainbow Clan.

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) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World

Seasons That Sings, tells us how to bring, the sunshine of heaven down where it is green, the glory of God seeks refuge in every heart. I tell you this story to gift you a lofty start. We are shining together, like a Rainbow in the sky. We are all together in the deep swelling wide. We are all together, the SUNS in the sky. We are the treasures forever, because LOVE Realized.

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