"You Are an Angel" Sister Nicole Swan Cries Out

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Look into my heart I will find you. We will shine all the way through. Love is an Angel hiding inside of you. Love is moving on through. When you look into my heart today, you will find miracles waiting to display. Glory to heaven all along the waves. We are going to be saved. Heaven is my family. And I want to climb that tree. Heaven is my family. We are born to belong to thee.

When angels approach you don't hide your face. You are a radiance and a grace. Hold your eyes up and shine out of you. Let the miracle of love come shining on through. We are all Angels waiting to come out of the blue. We are all Angels flying home to be near you. Love is the answer that we seek. Love is the answer to the holy meek. And all my troubles come to share, the calling of the Angels everywhere.

Cry out and beam your horn. God is coming to share your worth. You are lovely in this light. Bath your trumpet and shine inside bright. Heaven is upon your willow pane, look at to gain, all the seeds of the NAME (greatness of spirit, wakan tanka). There shine inside of you all this day, love and gospel that trades the winds a wave. There you will find holy pleased upon the sharing of company. Loving favor in all you dew, come to me clouds of the k/news. You are shouting out. I can hear you loud. You are crying out to let it out, to bring in silence when you are alone, blessed is every stone. Crying out not to be alone. We are together in this phase of the longing of the christhood (oneness of the crystalline beings of light) we display. We are generals each and everyone. WE are fighting to bring in royal SUNS. We are true blue inside of you. WE are magical two. We are fearing only holy dust, that means we need to learn to fuse ,all our love together again. All our love together in the winds. There we will bless our shields. There we will be mighty wheels/wields. There we will fight our way to holy praise to linger upon our winds. 

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We are favored you sea. We are part of this sacred breeze. We are Angels inside when we locomotion ride (ghost dance upon grandmother's trails). Let us all dream of favorable times, when we are holy and prescribed to become wretched men who die, to awaken loud and pride. WE will become what we need you see. WE will become holy liberty. And when you doubt  you are grand divine, bow down and call the Angels hands. Look up and demand, that love beam from your hands. And show your eyes, your soul and show them you want to go home, to heavenly domes.

Inside of your heart we will shield all the maddness on the wheel. All the chivalry we can find, will bring us to the holy rhyme. Thank you heaven for your seek, to bring us home each child meek. Let us bind our tones to you, to shine like Angels through and through. I want to get on home with you, where heaven shines from my heart. I want you to bind to this holy soul, where we will shine to bring us gold. I know I need you to become the angel shine through on this day. I know I knead you to share with Angels the songs of everyday. I know I need you, because you belong to the blue. And it's heaven in there where our hearts will share to bring us home this day, upon the golden rays, where love is here to stay. You are an Angel to me. I will bring this loyal breeze. I am an Angel to you, when I smile and bring love true. I know there is a time to seek and we are looking for the spiritual relief. It is time to share. Won't you really dare? I know you are an ANGEL to ME. I know you have WINGS that SHINE FREE. I know you are a HOLY BEING. I bless you along your sacred streams, blessing every beam.

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White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums from the heart of our Sister Nicole Swan Ministryoftheheart . You can join us at http://www.facebook.com/groups/whitebuffalocalfwomancreations to find many many images of your sacred geometry. WE all send you love in the world to help you find the Angel inside, hidden in disguise. Won't you open your eyes? We send love to you deer, along the road of fear. Just bless and you will find that you could be an Angel in disguise. Trust your heart when you know to bless, when confusion is part of the mist. Love will get you on through, when you bless the sacred woods. Love is part of you. Do not fear. Love will get you through. Trust the heart inside of you!

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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

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

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

  

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

Sid Sits Between The Trees Shows There Are Lights On Every Rainbow

Image at it's center is a cowboy with a buffalo/ox/horned herd.

Some days I find myself on a hedge (trimmed bush surrounding my garden of paradise). Don't know which wall to place my bets (four directions I lean upon). And I am wondering why I hurt myself. Just to find that I need forgive this place. Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I claim, the place of those who thought they were fame/stars. And I am sure I left my coat check, just to dash away un-kept (did not take the time to be grateful or bless, just wanted to run away from hate). Yet all my life I seek a revenge, now I let it go (forgive this growth). I want to find the rustling snow (crystalline beings of light on the rainbow trail).

*Left: Represents "all about intelligence" (light waves) and how it gets in the way of the heart. Left is the red road full of pits and damages, lessons for all. The Law of LOVE takes hold. However Jokers, clowns and fools are medicine people, who offer us a view, to change too. In order to heal the heart, "how foolish I have become in my part". Love is the way to save. I bow down to this daze/day.

Where I go, my life does find a weave (grandmother dreamspace, fields of dreams). So many to watch and take over pleased. Just don't understand, "We need every man, each woman, child needs a helping hand". Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I claim, witness to all that has been defamed (deflowered/mastered). Just one note to climb out of this hall (stone room), where mercy is not justice at all. Love can rule this place, yet which way can I find the wind that seems sow very cruel upon this waste? Now I tell you it's just a great fight, without anyone winning about the gripe (this is the red road of intelligence, who is better than thee). We are needing refuge from these seas, let us envision the galaxy. Let us envision permanently, that love is the refuge for you and me (unity rather than opposition and on the blue road again, the heavenly winds/wings). 

Lavender (holiness) embraced by Garden

There I look out into the valley below (the river of life). Just want to know if it's all sacred snow (rocks and stones). Which way should I fill up my head (intelligence)? Which way to sail away (to my dream)? I know it's headhunting (path I choose), jokers to the song (heart folds). Look at where we mow, all the green grass is ready to be sown. Yet everyone want to fight and to hate, instead of loving those who got home late. Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I am, visiting each sacred plan, to learn about the mortality of man. Listening to the waves. Listening to the seas. Hear I am, stuck inside of my own hands. I am trying to listen to my soul that commands. Yet as I sit here looking for this gold, my dreams just want to take hold. 

Heaven understand me, heaven plan a refugee who lands in the middle of the sand, with all those stones in my hands. And together the right (heavenly blue road of sound) and the left (earthly red road of color), will meet and greet as if we all did slept (awakened from a long slumber). Jokers to the left of me, Clowns to the right, now I am going to get healed upon my heart, when the clown (kachina/medcine) knows it's religious part. Heal all the people down on the land, where they need loving hands. 

Clowns on the right of me. Jokers on the left. Here we go, flowing to and fro. Now I have got it, it's bowing straight (wiggling to and fro/wave like, just like rowing a canoe, to flow straight ahead). I am a skater who isn't late. I am speeding down the track. And I don't have any tact/tack (horse tackle allowing me to ride and hold onto my soul, have not learned to sing yet). Sow I am going to find all those seeds (of LOVE) and plant them down to stop all our enemies. Seeds grow up big and strong, fasten all around and hold man down upon, the lands that are seed/ed, to become the wasteland that breathes (finally grows up, because it was tended by hands who cared and was aware, love did knead the growth).

Violet colored Texas Sage Hedge

And when we understand this goal. Then we can find the way to solid gold. And our dreams will all be tethered in our hands (united together). And the reins will be shut away as told (directing others about), yet we will be like children needing a scold (still needing direction, this is why a Great Circle heals and bellows out to find the gold, wisdom that was told, tales that showed). Sow (plant those seeds of love) just if you don't understand. We need all of human man. We need all of the children who sow. We need all of the animals that glow. And when all is back to seed, we need you and me, just in time to watch it all grow. Just in time to shuttle to and fro. Just in time to wander with a face that is shining all over the place. 

Lavender hedge

Smiles to the left of me, Healers to the right. I can say with pride, all those Jokers and Clowns did not hide. They made me look straight ahead, until I could find a way to listen to my head (to be proud of myself). There I had a witness, listen to the heart and that's the way I go, down into the heart of gold. Yes, that's the way I go, just to hold you real close. Yes, that's the way I go, to know you need me to show, all the forgiveness this world need heal/heel, to make us all part of this wheel. Clowns to the left of me. Jokers to the right. Hear I stand, waiting for mortal man. Here I stand, to make amends all over this land. Here/hear I stand, the hoops will beam over this land.

Let us pray, all will be healing rays. I bow down with my rays. Heaven help us all be saved.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings from the heart of Relative Sid Sits Between The Trees . This is her Sacred Song Blessing. Relative Sid is a violet child, teaching everyone how to forgive a cruel world, in order for all our enemies to find refuge in the arms of heaven.

Relatives, Often I find a few words from old songs that ring similar to the Sacred Song Blessings. This one passage, "Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here I am, Stuck in the middle with you" is a message sent from God (voice of relative Sid, the violet child), where we are all stuck in the middle between the trees (leaning on each other), learning how to fly free, with our hearts that offers to us liberty. We find that healing rays of light, helps heal the stuckness and gathers others together to slip on through, like a slipstream, all the rows aligned and glows. It's amazing, how each child of the rainbow has so very much to teach the rest of us. We bow with our Relative Sid, the violet child/pipe keeper/high priest who shows us that blessing, forgiving and healing this land, will make LOVE rule this land.  

White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder of the Rainbow Clan

Stuck In The Middle With You - Stealers Wheel
http://youtu.be/DohRa9lsx0Q (Lyrics enclosed)

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do,
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place,
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor,
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us

in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

  

New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

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

 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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

Image of many fields streaming by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones, the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields).

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

Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance

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

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

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream) 

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

Join us on the Hoops and Learn about Evolution

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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!

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

The Sacred Rainbow!

Let the light shine inside your heart, I know the sacred prevalent part, the place within, that sails away into the heart of what we say. We are God...ly...Children. We are God divine. We are going to bring in, the sacred healing chi...............me. Can we heal each other, in the face of the winds? Can we share the weather for all to begin? I will reach out for you, just in time to heal your hands. There I stand to be together, the heart of which we stand.

Let us share together, the waves of time. I know the true weather as I dance to the chime. I will sail forever, to where my soul will lead. I will be fore/forthwith, to bring in all the siege (protect this clan). Can we know the waking soul within? I know I will seek the heart that leans in the winds. We will fall to the shadows (darkness of heaven), just in the nick of time, to be together, heaven it's about time.

We are sharing the deep divine. We are the custom of healing the waking of the sublime (radiant suns). Where we are constant to where we flow (the red road). I know it's what we gift that makes is all show/grow. There we will be forever, the stillness of time (heavenly blue road). We will love each other, because my heart does find, you are there waiting for my love to grow, just to be together, the sacred rainbow.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the Heart of Maria Archer (aiming with the arrow, bringing love). This is her Sacred Song Blessing, the sacred song from her heart today!

Relatives, Maria's rainbow colors are silver, magenta, white, gray. This order only. Wow, Maria must really be sparkly. We could just all give her a big hug. Silver children are the mirror of paradise, often speaking the truth about the world, but also about showing the world about the truth the world could be, paradise on the seas (tropical island, Mother Earth). She is the young woman who dreams about a new world, a new love, compassion and greatness in all things. She carries faith and endurance to foster in the great welcoming. Magenta is the rainbow bridge, where all the colors pass over, the great librarian. White is the star color, what we often call Grandfather. This is an overlay, so it's an influence and part of her buffalo robe (streaming colors). Gray is Grandmother, the interwoven structure of dreamspace. We all share this, to be connected to paradise, Mother Earth, what is known as the Rainbow Clan's body/flesh/colors/male/light. We bow and bless the sacred nine streams and the four holy directions, where the buffalo run free over the rolling hills of divinity. Aho (may your spirit fly). Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

On Mon, Sep 3, 2012, Maria Archer, the silver child, asked for her rainbow colors.

AHO Dear Twin Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), may you be blessed!

I would very much like to receive the treasure of knowing my rainbow colors, the Four Sacred Directions, when you have the time and will.

Thank you for this great river whose stream is flowing very fast now. Blessed be!

I bless the path that led me to you, that led me home!
From Portugal with Love
Maria (she bows)

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

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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

 

  

 

 Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream)  

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!
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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!

Listen to My Heart

Relatives of the Rainbow (you and all things),

Listen to My Heart. Won't you come on in? I will send my love to you. Hear I stand with all the clues. Listen to my heart. Longing to feel the scream, the free call in the wild, there my soul will smile. I am calling out to you, the warriors who hold a view. Don't you want to feel your soul? Don't you want to let it all go? I know the song inside of you sings. I know the world is here to long to bring, the fables in the winds, that's where I know you sing.

Come lift your heart with mine. Let our souls feel the chime. Let us tell the world we are divine. And now it's time for us to dream. I hope for you to be, the perfect revelatory breeze, to heal the aching heart, to lift up the soul to where heaven is great and where life is going to bring us closer to our thine hearts. We can and will be the waking place of heaven and thine earth.

Come lift your soul to bring in heaven upon this worldly song. Let it seal our fate, to bring the roots on home. Our waking souls across the fields of golden rivers beam. And where the song is longing to feel, the happiness gone free. Let us scream our love for this world and all it gifts to thee. Each day a song, each day a breeze, each day a sky to see.  And when I am longing for the comfort of thine enemies. I send them love to show the dove (peaceful warrior), for each a treasure in the breeze. We are strong, not whence belong (when we did belong to a yesterday's song), but together we are free (now it's one tree, hoops of liberty). And my perfect revelation will be thine is the key for me. We are going to go through that door and open up the seas. I will envision with you, a heaven on earth, where brotherhood does lead.

Listen to my heart I say, to comfort waves. I lift the when/winds (step up and pay attention) thing (any, part of thine) heart. I will know that you did stand there too (including spiritual clues) and send your love out to thee (all of us). We are bound together a basket full of whether, which way could it really bee (an impossible dream come alive).  My heart is true, my soul imbued, just (you'll see, we will) watch over you and me. We are family.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings

 

 

 Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream)  

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!
My computer is protected

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!