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I Bless the Sacred Nine Directions

High there ~ Rainbow family ~ Let me bow to thee. Cup of GoD is back (Summer Solstice 2011)~ Let's Dance!


Let me share my heart with thee. I finally re-unite with my family. I have been in a hole, U know, the kinda U make yourself. That’s why here starts my log-diary (magenta child's stories to share), blessings wherever I go – every cigarette (golden leaf, must start from the green grass steep/le), what a show! I should smoke less, or can one over-bless ;-) ? The fire-forgiveness-ceremony appeared to bee strange, as I was shocked about the huge field and range, of beings that came to my mind, bee (dream impossible dreams) it_I LOVE, bee it_I FORGIVE, bee it_I BLESS, in the end_it was “ALL kind ;-) ”.


Self-esteem re-charged, love spread along my way through the day. Blessing spaces I enter, the air & smoke I inhale, The fire (sun and rainbow colors), the water (rain, tears, clouds in the sky) need to bee ordinarily blessed and so do I. And so WBCW (White Buffalo Calf Woman our Twin Deer Mother) is right in saying that: “Upon blessing, ALL is well” (fine-tuned synchronicity says I, vision of me, the dream). The first step is done. We have come to the very core of my E-G-O (selfishness has been relieved through sacred blessings). Let’s rock those final walls! – Judging from day 01 (today), the blessings (Holy Week Day) really seemed to have infected the outcome of the day’s “meetings” & “experiments” positively (rather the right way, heavenly on the blue road display, the heart radiates all the way, a light from within, the golden ray, brotherhood is here to stay).

~ Yee-Haa ~ ThanX


Bowing to U, so U can flow through (grandmother dreamspace, gray),

your Magenta-Aqua-Yellow ~dancer~,

& wanna-bee “great caretaker & great librarian”

Blessed bee ***


Bees are world-class navigators. Honeybees communicate direction and distance from the hive to nectar sources through a sophisticated dance "language". In 1973, Karl von Frisch received a Nobel Prize for deciphering this bee language, which consists of a circle dance and a tail wagging dance. It accurately tells other bees the angle from the sun and the distance to the nectar. Bees use the sun as a compass. Even when the sun is obscured by clouds, bees can detect it's position from the light in brighter patches of the sky. Bees also can see ultraviolet designs in flowers like an airplane circling an airport sees the landing lights on a runway. Honeybees also have a built-in clock that appears to be synchronized with the secretion of nectar from flowers.

Do your dance, be the romance. The sweetness of the flower upon your breathe. Do bow to know the glorious show, it will be okay in a moment, when you let it all flow (through). Do not doubt who you are, the radiant and true. Just do your blessings and learn to exchange, your gift of love for all of his pain. Sings Grandmother Comfort in the Wind for Cup of God, the Honey Bees!

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Love Makes a Stand and Makes a Holy Man

Miracles find me. Hold me close to thee. Where I flow let me be reminded of what I need to know. Hold me close to paradise, the willing heart of a rainbow (bowing rainbow). I will be forever kind, when love catches up with me. Can the snow (blessings) be faithful? Can the shores find thee? I seek a heart to know my part, the willing upon the seas. And when others seek out, hold me close to thee, then I can lead them to ever, into paradise where we feel the breeze.

Behold the angels singing. Behold the song leads me. Behold the willing is caring, in order for me to sea (envision). And when we shine together, then we can find our waves, but we must bow and be faithful, to the clues of yesterday. Come sing high upon the journey (mountain top). Come sing upon the seas. Let horses find the willing to travel for all to siege. And if we are golden hues (brotherhood), then let me ride the breeze. For I am a child beholden to what is needed to seek.

(Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drum starts) Love is the gallant (comes riding in), where we must fight for love. Heaven is waiting to deem us a doves. And if you think we are beholden, then we can bow like the clouds, drop our tears of devotion, in order we can bow. Come heaven shine from within me. Come heaven shine like a sun. Raging is a river, that can heal every one. WE purify the world, to know of new skies above, the stars can be faithful, to turn clouds to love.

Dance with me, Dance with me, we will find the shining seas. Dance with me, Dance with me, because we need to find liberty. And those who seem to hold knowledge just don't seem to understand, that love is more fruitful than any other man. And we could be Oneness if we all did ride the sky, bowing like a rainbow, to gift us why oh why (wise). Lead us not into temptation. Lead us down the river of pride (prizes and treasures). Lead us to our calling, in our we find our ride (gliding over the rainbow) And if we are to bee (dream) children, let us hold each other's hands. Because we are the faithful, who bow to understand.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums from the Heart of Cup of God, who shines, love is divine!

Mantra shared by Cup of God



Om bhûr bhuvah suvah
tat savitur varenyam
bhargo devasya dhimahi
dhiyo yo nah pracodayât

Since this is a lingua franca dialect, this translation is done from the heart of White Buffalo Calf Woman.

Dance upon the ceiling (heavenly stars in our eyes, we envision the skies tonight)

Dance upon my heart (feel my waves linger, I feel your waves nearby)

Dance upon the children (children of the rainbow, those we must ride across the sky the rainbow arc) 
In order to dew my part (we cling to our part, to ensure all will survive, for love guides the hive, all the dreams of the rainbow children we die, tears sow the seeds, for the trees to grow and rise up, waves are sown, the rainbow is known, the bowing is grown, let us all be known)


Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
The Ordained Cup of God that Flips Over and Pours Out! She Longs for the Wind, it Blows so High. I Take to the Moon it Glows so Bright. It is the Will of the Many Who Find the Shore. It is the Will of the Many Who Find the Way. So Why don't you take my Hand? Why don't you Sing upon High? The Way Eternal Right in Front of You? "Khesed חסד Loving and Faithful" ♫♪♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ OH HAPPY DAY!¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥
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I Bless the Nine Directions (in, out, up, down, here/around, w, e, s, n)

The ordained Cup of God that Flips Over and Pours Out! She Longs for the Wind, it Blows so High. I Take to the Moon it Glows so Bright. It is the Will of the Many Who Find the Shore. It is the Will of the Many Who Find the Way. So Why don't you take my Hand? Why don't you Sing upon High? The Way Eternal Right in Front of You? "Khesed חסד Loving and Faithful"
♫♪♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ OH HAPPY DAY!¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥

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