Nakota Sister Challene Kee Offers Her Love

Challene Kee

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  -  Yesterday 7:23 AM

Sacred Whitebuffalocalfwoman, humbly i offer love and appreciation for inviting. My heartbeat sends waves of love and hope as you have linked my empty broken heart to find such beauty, such hope, such passionate devotion again. Slow bunny hopping down the trail i may be; ;however, i sing love unto you sacred sister, friend you have shared unto plane ole me. I bless you now send and sing into the winds, i bless this space, i even bless insecurity in me an any of the we, he or she. For love is greater and fear i ain't no hater and hider of your divider, BUT i stand now sitting, typing for this new old hyping. I want to live again as Jimmy Stewart says in ITS A WONDERFUL LIFE... For death i have been living, but b/c love you gave in the wave for me and us all Sacred Whitebuffalocalfwoman how i bow down to love and rise up sending love back up and thank you for filling my cup now i shall try to share that new wine and living water. much love, sincerely i sign off 

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Yesterday 9:19 AM

 

Nakota Sister we praise, beloved Challene Kee saves the daze, her devotion quells the heart when others fell apart. We look for living today to help us heal the waves. And God sent us together down below from the stars we sow. I bow to the sacred hoop, where we all share our scoop, the tales and the cries to bring us closer to become wise/whys. And there we stand together "it's a wonderful life" that's the truth, when we gift our devotion away to every single wave. The holy dew, tears that shine, and oh that wine, cries that flow for each river, stream and ocean to grow. Together we dawn this time, RISEN SUNS. Morning Star we greet you today, paradise waves. Good Morning, Good Knight, Let us dream of wonder and magic in our lives. White Buffalo Calf Woman (lakota) shines that stars who all come home from afar and just needed reminding we have always been, even inside we sit in sin. Yet our love beams and blossoms for every child, moss and rotten. We are living forth this daze for the next millennium trays (provides for us). Thank you always/all waves. 

Gratitude fills our hearts with joy every day, bringing us sustenance to go out and play. To bee (impossible flight of a dream) good children who know our way. Glory for another brand new day. Joy has arisen to fill our hearts again, the gratitude of the wind. The sky that holds us so close to the air, where God does blow in the winds. Let us walk into green grass fields, where the sun rises to tarry along, to offer us the night sky, to bellow the song to the stars. Here we know where we belong, where the "Cloud People" show us the way! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings