"Living in This World With the Hands of Love", David Mason Cries Out True Blue

Living in this world. Living in this world. I can feel this world upon my toes. Living in this world. Living in this world. I can feel all that grows. I can rise up and touch the mountain side. I can fall down to touch the valley of sound. I can feel you growing, near my sowing/sewing. I just want to hang onto your rainbow. Let us go now, into the sacred flow. Let us bow and dream of what we want to bee (a great dream). Hold on tighter. Then maybe we will be mightier. We are children learning to run.

And when I fight to gift my soul upon this world. I can claim. I have no shame. And when my sole walks along this path. I can claim, I am in the wane (bowing). Love is true ...... blue. Love is true ...... blue. Love is true ...... blue, when I am near you. Love is true blue. Love is true blue. Love is true blue, when I am near you. Heaven gift me these grand shoes. I tow my salvation with me on the run. I beg for forgiveness for everyone. I read the maps of time that sing. It's time to make our heart spring (up, ascend as mankind).

Listen children I have your back (pushing you forwards to the great awakening). I have been waiting for you to enter your sack (sun within, your feelings). There inside where you rumble and roar. I know you have many sores. Yet in the dismal back yard space (stark naked, no dressing or fluff), I can see you dancing with a single face, radiance upon you. I know you can dance free too. Radiance upon you. Where heaven gifted me grand shoes. And with this I witness, all the pane the windows will gain. I will witness, all the joy in this world to gain. 

Love is in the air. Just don't forget I will be near. When you thought you had it all wrong, love will turn you around in a song. Help us quiver (hold our arrows that aim for the heart) in our delight. Help us wander with favored sight. Gift hands across the skies. Rainbows fall down far and wide. We are SUNS of MEN. We are born to GRIN. We are learning to be HAPPY AGAIN. Let us be true blue. Let us live in this world with great knews. Let us be true blue and happy to serve all that is dew/do/streaming. 

And when you are fraught (to load, to fill with elements, emotional charged), without and in a knot (within the tows/baggage). Just bow down and pray. Learn to cleanse in a wave. Tell God you're/your witness. Tell the world you are saved. Tell about the joy you feel in your heart, then all will be part of your daze/days. And when you are lost and alone, remember the winds have all the tones. We wish for a paradise. Dreaming that feels real nice. Listen to the winds that blow. Love will enter all that grows. And you will find a way to save, all our Relatives today, because they need a hand up to praise.

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Twin Deer Mother) sings for our Brother Deer (on a great journey) David Mason. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Father Red Hand) drums without any fear. Love is near. Love is spilling out to cheer. Let us guide the world with love. Let us show them exactly what is a dove (peaceful warrior). Let us bind our soul to our hides/soles/house/buffalo robe/four directions). Let us shine a great knews divine. Children all aligned, harmonious and chimed. Love gifted a wave, sailed out to save. Come join me. Hold my hand. Come join us and understand, love does witness upon the land. Love is salvation for any man. Love is the grandest of all that is. Love is the gospel of the sacred rifts. And we succumb to love, because we want to feel loved. It's the part of wanting to be doves, warriors with a hand of love.

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in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

  New Moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the Sun

Welcome to the Dawning

Gather every New Moon to Awaken and Cleanse the Circle

From the Darkness of the Soul, We Arise a Heavenly Child, 

a Divine Light From Within. The Holy Ghost begins....

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, )

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

A cycle of renewal;  day before, new moon present, day after. 

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).

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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

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

  

Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals Shows Us How to Bee (dream) Stillness Flow

Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother  It's a day of paradise when we bring home love, and it's going to be a sin, when we don't let it in. Sow we think of happy days gone by and watch the sails away, there we find a soul to preside, that wakes and finds the wind. Your devoted servant sings, loving hearts can be blind, but you will bring us home again, with loving arms sublime. White Buffalo Calf Woman welcomes Megan Pierce in my arms.

White Buffalo Calf Woman,

Your words warm my heart. Thank you for your kindness, and for your friendship. May you be forever loved. Lovingly, Fox (Meg Pierce)

http://www.facebook.com/megpiercerunningfox My spirit is that of black fox.  I am a universal shaman, healer of life.  Blessings to all. Born December 11, 1991 and currently lives in Flushing, MI.  Her hometown is South Valley, Albuquerque, NM. Works with relatives at http://www.paralellvision.com.  Cindy Pierce (Golden Person, ordained on the western shore, Blue Lake People, walk red road) is offered the Megan bridge-way of the many rainbow colors, to greet and meet (Megan as Magenta person, the halls of consciousness and the House of Dan, talk blue road) Jeff pierce (Rainbow Person, rainbow bridge pillars, ordained on the eastern shore, Suns of Israel, House of Dan, talk blue road).  Realization for Megan Pierce, duties to others.  Find each other in the halls of the horizon.  The journey back and forth, the to and fro between realms over the horizon again. 

Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother writes:
Relative my love Meg (Fox), that's what we seek. This I hope that you shall greet. A sister who needs a loving heart, forever loved, we are never apart. I am here to serve all brothers in the land, especially when sisters command. It's time for us to arise, like a diamond in the sky. Your devoted servant, the White Calf (white buffalo calf woman) does sing, it's time to bring home Spring (field of dreams in the third phase of evolution). Remember any day you need me, I shall be a Snake that brings, law of love to everything. Call me...in the wind!

Meg Pierce:  Blessings to you, Dear One! I humbly request a Sacred Song blessing, as well as a

heavenly name. You have read relatives of mine, Jeff and Cindy Pierce, and they resonated with truth, and I am in awe! Thank you very much!
On  Jun 15, 2010 MedicineFox@ asks again and writes:
I realize that you must be extremely busy, and I do not mean to press your time even more. I appreciate your time very much! Blessings, Megan

Megan (pearl or strong one, the lesson-adviser to the rainbow clan, as Magenta Warrior, the great librarian to the books of life, all beings are a book written in lights or colors, reader of the table of contents as Great Caretaker, does know where to guide the flow, over the sacred rainbow) Pierce, Medicine (Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals) Fox.  Running Fox (adviser spirit), the labor is intensive inside the sacred storm, but levity can over come the hardships of the sun. The Fox, keeps watch from the inner whole, like a wise one who leaps out into the sun.  And the chase is on, to greet the next grace, the spinning round and round, chasing my tail I am bound (evolution's calling). To run and run around and round, like a mouse as a clown, chasing it's wheel to overflow, getting to the next rainbow. It's mental thinking that keeps her sound, because she tends to go round and round, but if she could dance and tell you her thoughts, then all would be perfectly sound, making magic is harder than it sounds (laughter, lots of laughter). Sow let's have magic another way (today), to make the light and dark play this way, over the rainbow, into the sounds, let's make heaven (dancing and singing, evolution's path, the law of love, we are bound) a perfect merry go round.

Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals
Heavenly name: Medicine Cloud Run Free
Earthly tools: Tribal Magic That Heals.

Medicine Cloud Run Free, bring back harmony. She will lift the heart to see, the oceans that offer liberty, the seas of men, where we learn to swim, our hearts so true and blue, the relatives, we think of many hues.  Her Earthly Name is Wanda (It is of Slavic origin, and its meaning is "the tribe of the Vandals". The Vandals (or Wendlas) were an ancient Slavonic tribe whose destructive behavior led to the modern term "vandalism", like our famous vandals who brought great art to the world, in subway stations and sides of buildings. Here we find that destruction appears before rebuilding. Also (Old German) "wanderer", the seeking Conquerors.  Destruction takes place before creation, journey of heaven to bring to new shores. In the third phase of evolution we start with destruction, the sacred cleansing, to wipe away the old, to bring in the new, paradise right out of the blue) Recommend reading http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html. Tribe Magic, the Sander of the Ragged, the Polisher of Ques, to make it through and through. Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals.

Rainbow Colors: Magenta, yellow, blue, gray.
The wind blows through, the middle of the cloud.  There's magic in the air, all dancing in despair, but what does magic do, but shift their eyes to bound, to reach for the clouds, to find a breath of fresh air. The dream is bound, to feel the shining sun, to greet the winds, to share all of life.  Here is grandness complete, it's the mahjeek (sound for magic, a kiss to the hands, five fingers together, the heart favors the best) of neatness. The paradise that looms everywhere, just have to shift all of the night air.  Oh heaven lift me up to the stars, pick down a diamond and give it some room (pearl or lesson, we do seek, I, Medicine Cloud, advise the meek).  And there we will go out to view the world, to make us feel the true, the sacred heart of the blue. Where a macrocosm met with a microcosm.  The larger flow greets the smaller flow, like where the stream reaches the river.  Each has it's own pace and rhythm.

Magenta and blue divide, into sacred four directions that strive.  Yellow flows the other way, creating dreams that reflect illusion's dreams. Not criss cross like before, but diagonal all the way.  It's here, the directions (buffalo home) of home, allow the wind of dreams to bloom.  And what is divided and shared, when streams take it all away. Fill up and let it go again.  Begin, fall down it's the wane.  And after all you have done on the waves, let's go down to fill oceans graves.  Let's fill up the souls who died yesterday and lift them up to where the clouds do play.  There we shall all ride the waves, going home to where we long to play.  Hold and drag, like a river's bed.  The stream goes which way it wants to flow.  And when all is said and done, then the clouds do find the sun.  Over back and again. Remember we do rise up again.  To roll over, to sea the setting sun, to give birth and thanks for another day.  I'm here to hold the hands of God, to procure them to where they need to go.  And find wills that strive in all the doors.  And we shall find all the wholes. Circle of life, begins, when we give away all in the wind.  Literally give a way to the wind (have wind catchers and wind catcher sleeves).

Sacred Song Blessings For Medicine Cloud Run Free

Today I reach into a cloud.  My heart does seek a soul that's running loud.  There is a breeze as mighty as the air.  Come my darling don't you despair.  I reach into your heart and I say, let's go have some fun.  Let's reach out and find the setting rising sun.  A horizon that shares all lights in the wind.  I come to share the souls of love prancing even in their sins.

But what do you want if not to know love each day?  I say, it's only by sharing the golden hay.  And reaching in the hearts of everyone.  Come my darling, let us be the rising setting sun.  The Rainbow true, does sparkle in the lights so blue (hues).  And my heart does glow, to show the waves of love, that flows from me to you.  And I'm sitting in the clouds.  Don't you want to look inside and see proud.  I know greatness lies in you.  Feel my heart, it's the bleu (freedom, revolution).  Come fly with me to you.

Today I come to you in the winds of time.  I find that all you fear and hide is mine.  What do you think you are going this day, when all you share your heart and soul even in despair.  I will walk with you.  Don't think you are only a sinner too.  But find your shame, let it purify this day.  Live up to only you, the shadows without fear.  Come reach into a cloud and billow here (heart aches, heavy breath, tears swell, heavy breath).  (Tears do flow like a river).  Don't you want to come home to me?  Don't you want to know the love that sets you free?  Don't you feel that God lives in you?  Don't you know how sacred and true?

(tears over cheeks, the rolling hills we do flow). 

It's time to go into the wind.  Forgive all we did, even our sin.  Find out how great you truly are (whimpering, tears and breath do flow, over rocky shores we know).  And we shall find a better day.  Reach into your heart and say, "Treasure all the days".  Find love again, in all your waves.  And love will share, the heart that fears, to say, "I"m greatness, like life that is shared, I exchange my air." (tears over rolling rivers, the waterfalls, the paradise, where life is born, exchanged good life, happiness within). 

My beloved family.  Where do you go inside of me?  I find that you are looking somewhere.  But don't you have a life, that leads you there.  I know greatness is inside of you.  And I look to find this sacred truth.  When you leap in the sky.  Knowing why oh why, how does one feel comfort for all we have done?  I say, we fly away, forgiving all we say.  Knowing that our souls are free.  Take off and know liberty.  Give your heart's warmth and survive.  Feel the soul come back to life.  Take a place in the winds of paradise. Come and dance with me.

(Dry river bed, dried tears over cheeks).  And now we travel the to and fro, the magic of the seasons they do know.  It's where we go, to know the glory of this magic show.  (Wipe the eyes) I seek ahead with no return.  Knowing love is out there, I'm going to give it a yearn.  There we shall be sacred and true, the heart of muskets (blow hard, with lots of noise, aim the heart), that heart of you.  We blow the hearts of everyone, because we know the sacred falling sun (heavenly shadows dancing in the winds).  We bow to the winds and let it flow.  Feel the magic inside our hearts that know.

(Sniffles, the bride between realms, the spiritual blue tzitzit, blue road, the intertwining of our spiritual lives.) Follow me where warriors are free.  See the light it's so bright, it comes out to bee free.  Watch the world inside that grows. You are mighty as an Oak.  Believe in all you do and say. Wake up to the soul that rules the waves.  Come my darling walk with me.  Find me wading (getting feet wet, walking with a heart) for the shores of eternity.  There my love will catch the waves.  I will feel the heart of all the devoted slaves (servant to the true flowing of the blue, reflection of the rainbow colors, the heart waves and hues).  And we are going to paradise, it's the place we don't think twice.  But it will be the reverberation of the free.  The land of hope and joy for all, to bring us liberty.

Now don't you want to be part of this clan?  The mighty Rainbow Clan?  The mighty Oak of Man(kind)?  And we are part of divinity.  Every walk, each step and breath, we offer liberty.  It's your part to walk in sacred truth, the rainbow lights, that are set forth in you.  Over horizons and back again, look at sunset sunrise and forget, that it's halls of galaxies.  Where we swim to know glory to bee (dream impossible known).  To bring the heart of truth to bee known, for all to know liberty.  And mighty are my clansmen this day.  Only learning to remember to pray.  It's time to go home.  To where all does bloom. I say, my heart is true.  Come dance with me in the sacred blue, where souls run free over light beams.  Let us be greatness inside.  Let us know we are Glorified.  We are children of the youth.  We bring all the champions to the coop (enclosure sanctuary of the blessed cooperative). 

Let us walk in divine times.  Bringing hearts that know how to shine.  Finding wisdom inside all hearts, we do gain, our living time, the sharing of God's chime.  The Great Spirits our parents lead us home to you.  Show us what to do. Tell us how to bee good.  Let us know the prayers we should.  Grant us immunity for all we've done.  Gift us loving sacred suns (each has a holy temple, the buffalo home, the four sacred directions in rainbow colors). I say, it's time for us to pray.  Lead us towards the dawning of the day.  Gift us all knowledge, you've given us. Help us learn to request.  And when we don't know our ways, grant us relatives, who feel the breeze, give us welcome in our disease and bring us off our swollen knees (oh poor baby).  My heart is found of you.  For all the glory that you've given to us.  Great Spirits Mother Father both of yee.  I say, my heart flies, to be with yee, to bee with thee. To fly with angel wings.  To know the glory of your shores.  My love begets me.  My heart regrets me.  My soul finds liberty.  And my heart knows forgiveness.  I carry compassion again. I know love that grows (tears of love) inside of me.  (swelling heart and tears).  I live to serve you.  My sacred relatives in the heavenly winds.  I know it's hard to come down here, with so many lies.  But you can stay with me (I will offer sanctuary for thee, with blessings that offer liberty).  I will shed you free and give you paradise.  I will gift you my life (breathless).  I will gift you my life (tears of a river falling over waves cheeks, boulders we walk around and through).

Oh my darling.  Come watch the sunrise today (morning star, eight pointed star of united soul and flesh, I am a Sun Dance).  Fill yourself up with so much waves of light.  Can't you feel it's twice.  It's the land of paradise.  And when the days over . . . . come watch the sunset with me.  Find glory at this sea.  The place that offers liberty.  The rays of light, rainbow delight, come rescue me.  And I am part of this greatness, we share.  All this light, is coming from somewhere (laughter).  And I'm there to share, the heart so fair.  To be with you and all the breeze. I bless you.  I offer sanctuary for you. I am a warrior fighting truth, for your heart to be saved.  I will show you the waves.  but you must choose to stay.  Dream my brother.  Bee devout my sister.  Bring law of love home to us.  Show us how to pass this sacred dust. Journey over to the river of Gold, only Godly will know how to flow.

[Wipes the face, around boulders, in the river. The sacred eternal flowing (blue road, soul dark) of the crystalline stone river (red road, physical light).]

Holiness David Running Eagle continues to beat the sacred drum for a few minutes.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter, and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, elder lavender person, holiness.  Sacred Song Blessings for Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals, magenta warrior, great caretaker, dance and song get along.  1:17pm Saturday, June 26, 2010

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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The Tribe of Dan Reminds us of Law, the blue seas, the Tzitzit: I bring pass over to you (my heart to you), my heart does long to be bleu (freedom), the heart of always comes true, when faith is written on you. But so many, they don't really, think that G_ah_d (utterance of heavenly transmission) will bring, the heart that rings.  And we are satisfied, to long for better skies, rather than trusting all the ones who came before us.  It's time of prophecy, the living of all the devoted seas (blue tzitzit), and what could bring us home, we don't look at this loom (weaving of light and dark).  It's a covering, the prayer cloth that helps us discover, that we are housing a truth, and it's called our soul.  There is wisdom if we trust our heart's breath, the sanctity of loving all that is truth.  But who can you depend on, when so many think they know lawns (green grass the home of paradise) and you don't know which way to turn?  There's only one place, that speaks volumes, it's the prayer you turn to, that leads you true.  Look at your heart inside, not at your pride outside, but bring the soul, that knows, the way to go.  And when we follow you and me, and gift all, to the leaves (tree of life, our relatives who we share life with), then we know where we must go, on it's course of time.  Let's not be blind any more, but instead let's find vision of a stare, where our hearts show us the way, with good old fashion love in the air.  And it's where we need find, the song that leads us this time, to unite our hearts, to fight for broken hearts.  There is wind in the clouds.  There is flowing of the blood  (suffering for those we love), but there is not wisdom that grows, with all the lies.  Instead, let's hold each others hands, and feed all who do command, the soul of wisdom, the soul of pride (faith and humbleness), that offers us the ride.  It's heaven inside. It's the grains of delight (abundance for all).  It's where G_ad_d promises us paradise.  Give your embrace to the world.  Feed the homeless and the full.  Open your hearts and give it all away.  Brotherhood comes with a price, and we'd better think twice, because only love will allow us to survive.  We are a hide (holy temple which resides a soul), the Rainbow Tribe.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, sacred interpreter and akicita (marshal).  Law (of love) has arrived. The Star of David has come home!  Come receive your treasures and find your measures to the songs, that lie within our hearts. twindeermother@whitebuffalocalfwoman.org or holinessdavid@alightfromwithin.org Visit Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy Blog http://rainbowwarriorsofprophecy.blogspot.com