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Torah Shines With Stones of Light


Torah Shines With Stones of Light

Let love shine from my heart today. I want to feel the fields of the dynasty array, where the stones of heaven shine upon me. Land of the free, where angels seek. I will share my heart with the world as they learn to shine. Hear with my family I can feel the light. Upon the shadows, there is a great sound, the love that expounds.

Build the heavenly sands into the place where I stand. I want to share it with everyone everywhere. I want to feel it this way with all that shines today. My hands gift a heart away, to those who need shelter in the land of so much misconduct, let my children go free. Let them understand that love will plummet into any land and take hold. We are built in the mission upon the golden fields, where brotherhood is real.

We are the making this place a comfort in this place, where Earth shines upon the heart in the sky. Father of Heaven Adonai (17), I keep my covenant with you. I promise all my days. All my daze (connected dreaming fields). I will shine forth to show others how to live a good ray. Heaven on Earth is shining in my heart to bring hope to all the children of the shining seas. There I will beam. There I will bee, a great living dream.

Tell the making of light, that the stars of the letters of the Torah will fulfill me into where I will beam. I will shelter my family. I will share all that I need, a place that stands for the Kingdom of God. There I will share all my hopes and dreams with thee. Tell the waking of the dawn, we all have a mission to get along, for peace will bring us home, when we remember to hold our hearts in the waves, the place where light plays.

We are moving through the making of time to bring in the holiest of times, the third phase (dreamer dreams) of all that is thine, the dreaming fields of our hearts that shine. All the letters take hold, because the story is foretold (shining gems and gold, the mightiest treasures). Our hands will make this place a wisdom beyond our years. We will share all that is cured, because heaven is near. I send my praise, into the living after place, my eternal life. I send my love with those who follow this trail, who long to have peace in their hearts.

There a whisper of a dream will take fruition and spread to the seas of mankind, the place where dreams come to bind. (14) Grandmother glory and (15) Grandfather story, we gift our hearts for you, in order you can come to a dreaming field that is true blue. There we are taken up and taken low, we are taken to the fold, where all the children are told, the making of this land foretold.

With your hands, (16) Great Spirit Mother and (17) Greatest Father, we share our hearts with the world for a dynasty that takes place, where the 10 commandments gift a face, a plan, a law, a shining field, a sand stone to bring in all told. Tell the waking dream, together we will beam. We will bring home the shattered streams and make them part of this glory when we tell the story.

Tell the world the light from the Torah will share our hearts to become aware. We will show others how to band. We who give our lives for heaven, for earth, for a home together. Let the light from our hearts shine across the land. We will forever be kind. We will share all that is sacred in the world and learn to dare, to become the children of this fable, come true at the table. We break bread with you. We send our hearts to the deepest blue, where heaven and earth delivers the good knews.

The land of many colors shine from the gems within the treasures. Let us count the measures, we sing and bring in the sacred wings. We share our hearts in song, to help others get along. And when they are lost, we will send our love to bring home the free. Love is the kindest enemy, for we will set them free. We will set the land on fire with kind words and teach those who are lost how to find. Treasures upon our minds is always the bind. And our task is a mountain full of treasures. Yet we will gift our might for you Great Father of Heaven. We will divulge all that is true for you. We will bow to the lowest souls to help them become bold.

Forever our hearts will become the place of the living fields of light. And if others cannot find this path, we will share a place when they come at last. Together we will show others the way to break bread this way, to share all that we say, in tender hearts and words. Torah is the nerd (study, study, study ~ single-minded and accomplished). We will share this divine, all that shines. We wanted more and more, because you told. We share this land of the sacred sands, the light upon which we stand. We will share this place because you taught us to become the true, not the enemy, but thine words. The torah we are sure, tells a story for all of our daze, to make sure the corn grows the maze, where the colors are relatives who delve into the gold, the dreamer who takes hold. In the future we vision prophets with derision (the act of deriding; mockery; scorn), the place that needs our hearts. We bind to this part. Let us start.

We sing to gift our praise for this world and the next. We send our blessings upon this nest, the place we rest. Together we will shine true, because of the love of the sacred blue, where Father of Heaven guides our hearts and shares all the parts. There is a place upon our trace, the making of a good face. Twin Deer Mother notes the highest and lowest and inbetween where the dew springs hope for generations and upon our hearts, we will find this part, the golden path of Brotherhood that lasts. We will unmask the future and bask among the many tribes and bring wisdom that unwinds, tears down walls and bring together the mightiest of love, the place where we shine.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org Angel Services Around the World
Sioux Task Force and Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Jews for the Ark of the Covenant, Holy People of the Rainbow Promise

Joyful for the Celebration of Liberation (excerpt)
In the days ahead, many will loose their way, because they could stay hidden from the truth of this world. But because we will all be given sight or vision of the heart, the blue road of heaven, tool of our soul, the song, will be able to look into the dark space of others, where they did hide for eons previously. This is the importance of learning to forgive and walking sacred in forgiveness. This is the holy communion of freedom, when forgiveness is a given. Now how do we unite the path, together?

Look here, this line "pledges of all names" or Jews who use no name, but rather "whether called '?onam,' '?onas,' or by any other name". This is for the returning soul within. We are God, the oneness, called the Rainbow Clan. We are all Godly. And G_d, had no heaven upon earth. Now heaven returns G_ah_d, the utterance of heavenly transmission, our voice and song, will lead us the way .... to heaven on earth, scribed in your book of life. Walk sacred, talk sacred, it's evolution and it's home.  Two more years (previously, twinning free) and it's done (dark and light will fold), heaven and earth arrive home.  Law of love demands, we care, forgive everyday and be free, to know God's love, each other, like pure hearts, we shall rule and reign, with heaven above, down upon this world, paradise in bloom!

"Blessed art thou, O Lord our God, King of the Universe, who hast preserved us and hast brought us to enjoy this season."
Breen ‘moisture’, ‘drop’, producing dew upon the fire of the holy people of the rainbow.

"I cry my tears, I fall down in praise, the rainbow maze".  Twin Deer Mother notes. Green (4) grass grows once more, spiritual renewal. The House of Judah mills (wheat from the chaff, where the winds blow.  
Ruach [divine words of inspiration, spiritual wind, breath, the great song] is coming upon the People.

http://houseofthebeloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/joyful-for-celebration-of-liberation.html

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