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Monday, September 24, 2012

Law of Love We Shout

The voice, the voice ... no other choice
Find the voice within love's hoist
Tears flow, awash the throw
Tears cleanse the breath, 

a death a life a death the breath

Rejoice the voice, repeat the heat and beat

Clear the crystal streaming unfolds the mothers dreaming
All little ones precious, celebrate and rejoice with voice, no choice
Give thanks the child, adore the core galore

Evermore the door to love,the law
Within - Without...The law is Love we shout!
On Mon, Sep 24, 2012 at 2:43 AM, Stephen Anderson  wrote:

White Buffalo Calf Woman,
All our relations of the Rainbow Clan,
I humbly bow and wait for but an extra moment as I bless the four holy directions and the nine sacred streams.

Simply wanted to share with ALL my wonderful flight in song and dance during what was to be a meditative walk over the weekend.I thank White Buffalo Calf Woman for her gift of song.This has entered my being and makes its way to all the sore spots that have held darkness in some of the deepest recesses.

A light within sparked through love and comfort in care and the share, Oh I WILL dare!
The release of long held tensions is the gift I share with you now....tears of joy flow.I bow to my animal totems, standing people (trees) and stone people who have been gentle with my child in the emancipation of a soul birth. Already always knowing, I walk still and listen to those with heart with all our hearts yet to be united ... This is our learning. Thank  you ..... Thank you Thank .... YOU!

SAFE TO SAY - Prayer Blessings this Day
Ready, willing and ably at your service,

Stephen Anderson -
Brother Walking Still
Aqua child of wonder -Aqua,Rainbow,Yellow,Grey
rainbow warriors of prophecy
-- 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 everyone. 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)!

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