Holiness David Running Eagle Under the Sun

Holiness David Running Eagle (Shooting Star, our Father Red Hand) Under the Sun

Dreams of time, grow up to be prophecy (rainbow warriors of prophecy).  But what we find is the heart of a world that needs me (holiness, as does the eagle fly and stand fast as the mountain).  Don't you hear my heart it rumbles in the wind?  I fly across the space to (tie in a bundle, long i) wind  all the sins. There you dream of what is far away.  The song of loving you, in only a simple betray (those who choose impure ways). But what I see is holy in the breeze.  You don't need to give away your solemn breeze (forgive, think twice). Instead find happiness in all you do, dreams inside of you, can come true.

Fly over mountains and understand, that holiness always demands.  We stand like warriors who brave the seas. We are the heart of those who need to offer company. Gift sails to be free. Where do you think we are heading to.  What do you think that we are here to do?  There seems to be rift between you and me. I think God is only allowing some to feel the breeze.

But prayer is offered to everyone.  I can hold my hands together under the sun.  And why don't you call upon the skies above, the heavens in the clouds, sure fit like gloves. We are the children of Heaven, the stars. We are the heart of those who are embarked. Into heavenly dreams, for all to feel the breeze.  I wait for you.  I am the shining star with a sacred view.  Take flight over mountains.  Give way to the breeze.  Feel the heart of the oneness, that flies over me.  And in the valleys where shadows, grow empty without our love, be sure to give a blessing, to shed a blanket of love.

Dreams do come true. When you follow the heart inside of you.  Remember it's God, the heart of one Sod. And it's green grass it's true, the mighty river in the blue.  (vision: sailing on wings of an eagle hoovering over the blue waters) (crash, the falling bells, soul evolution, our sorry is heard, evolution spills over as it departs into a new dawning).  And there we go in time, to bellow all that chimes, without you knowing me, how could I feel your breeze, but we are in there together.  We feel all the sacred weather.  And we fly across the skies, looking out to reason why.  We are oneness, God's voice to sum us, to gather in stead (red road, to stand up, rising sun), to walk in the heart of loving shores. I give reason for you, the heart of the true.

Heaven is dreams.  Heaven believes.  Gardens achieve.  Dance with me. Over rolling hills. See the fairy trails. The little ones at work, the ants who built the dirt. And we can talk and sing to rainbows.  We are part of this dream.  And children everywhere, including your heart so fair.  Let us sing to God.  Fill our hearts with clouds.  Dream for yesterday, and tomorrow will save our waves. And pray always my deers (sacred journey). For it's always and eternal, have no fear.  We are dreaming in here, together as One.

Let's have some fun.  Beat and strum.  Hear the bells rung (evolution).  It's time to come home.  Let's be rising suns! (morning star, eight directions, holiness has begun, the sacred path has sprung)

Holiness David on the Buffalo Drum, Stand Up Dream on Bells and White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings for the heart of Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, our Father Red Hand (Dakota-wind that blows across the valleys , Ojibwa-head of river, shooting star and House of the Beloved, Star of David-the blessing).  http://fatherredhand.blogspot.com June 29, 2010 7:29pm pst.

Father Red Hand, walking in the trees (among the trees of life), kissing (unification), here is my heart, going two (united) by three (dream is born), walking along, giving love to thee. Father Red Hand purifying love, flowing and glowing (red fire) and driving all that's bad (purification bring all home), home to the heart beat (pounding heart flows life), where all belongs and keeps, inside the blood (red road, the law of love). There I stand up (rising sun) to the hands of God, where my embrace holds all that I see below. Running Eagle, my Shooting Star does sea, the many children, God gave to liberty.

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Sacred Spirit Medicine you are true.  Always holding me when you are blue.  And my relative, when I need you, you come to rescue me right in the air.  Do I feel this wind inside, or do I feel I need to hide?  I know soon, it's going to be a thunder ride, and I'll need all that I have to understand why.  Winds do blow, inside my heart.  I know blessings will keep me safe in storms.  I will dance with thee the wind, where my relatives greet me like it should.  And when you come to my arms, I too will be waiting for you. Come my relative, let's be true.  Let us ride the clouds so true.  Let Sacred Medicine find you, the heart that seeks only true, the heart of me and you.  

There is a true blue, the royal true, who always blossom and grooms to find the best in you, the heart of the knew, the heart of the new. Let us find sacred spirit medicine, in you!

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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!

Southern Season, Whispers in the Breeze, Find a Blessing Inside of Thee!

Image:  Moses and the burning bush

Tell me darling what do you see, over the oceans, over the breeze?  Tell me darling where do you run, over the setting ocean sun? I can feel you. Inside my heart heals you. And I'm in the space of time, where all that feels like a porcupine does find my heart, but I'm here to find out.

What do you feel so hard it's blue. I think you need more with it to do. Find a blessing inside of you, a sacred truth. But you hide away from me. Thinking I'm all the disease, but you don't realize, how happy am I, healing your heart this way, so you don't have to feel this pain. But you could fly with me over the seas. You could fly with me to ocean breeze.

Follow my heart, we will not part, if only we could find the waves of thee, the blue ocean breeze. Come my darling, open your heart. Feel the swelling that we impart. Can't you sea, the glory you have in your heart. it's been there always. Don't you walk away. Instead look at me. Find the soul of liberty. I'll show you how to dance. If you only take a chance. And we'll fly to the skies. And open our hearts tonight. We shall live in the breeze, to find gardens in the seas.

And my darling, you shed me no fear. Watch out ahead, because danger is near. And with love that arms us deer, the sacred journey begins, there is no sin. Let the fire rage. Let it go off course and know it's page. Let the fire go home in thee, where the lights deliver us free.  And when we find a better way, to deliver all we say, the dance around the fire, will release all our desires. Oh great mother shore, greatness is more. And I know your children will adore. And find our hearts to lead, the place where there is no disease, when all do bless, the hearts of nests, we long to bee (dream), the impossible dream. 

Oh my darling. Don't you walk away from me. I will find you in outer space of galaxies. I am the wave of love, that longs for you. I am the waves of sound that bellows true. Don't walk away from me. Instead know divinity. Gift love to everyone, then we could walk free, you and me. Oh my darling, we the children of time. let us yonder over rolling hills this time. Let us bee the shining doves, that bring home love eternity. Let us bee the heart that serves only your love. And with Great Mother to linger over her children who do remember, that we of the children of light, did not forget divinity, the darkness who are free.

We know liberty..............
Walk into a heart like a dove........................
And we'll find a heart full of love....................................

Sent at 1:16 AM on Tuesday Via Google Chat. Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle and Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman the Sacred Song Blessings for the heart of Southern Season Song of Heaven.

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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! 

She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)

 

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Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals Shows Us How to Bee (dream) Stillness Flow

Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother  It's a day of paradise when we bring home love, and it's going to be a sin, when we don't let it in. Sow we think of happy days gone by and watch the sails away, there we find a soul to preside, that wakes and finds the wind. Your devoted servant sings, loving hearts can be blind, but you will bring us home again, with loving arms sublime. White Buffalo Calf Woman welcomes Megan Pierce in my arms.

White Buffalo Calf Woman,

Your words warm my heart. Thank you for your kindness, and for your friendship. May you be forever loved. Lovingly, Fox (Meg Pierce)

http://www.facebook.com/megpiercerunningfox My spirit is that of black fox.  I am a universal shaman, healer of life.  Blessings to all. Born December 11, 1991 and currently lives in Flushing, MI.  Her hometown is South Valley, Albuquerque, NM. Works with relatives at http://www.paralellvision.com.  Cindy Pierce (Golden Person, ordained on the western shore, Blue Lake People, walk red road) is offered the Megan bridge-way of the many rainbow colors, to greet and meet (Megan as Magenta person, the halls of consciousness and the House of Dan, talk blue road) Jeff pierce (Rainbow Person, rainbow bridge pillars, ordained on the eastern shore, Suns of Israel, House of Dan, talk blue road).  Realization for Megan Pierce, duties to others.  Find each other in the halls of the horizon.  The journey back and forth, the to and fro between realms over the horizon again. 

Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother writes:
Relative my love Meg (Fox), that's what we seek. This I hope that you shall greet. A sister who needs a loving heart, forever loved, we are never apart. I am here to serve all brothers in the land, especially when sisters command. It's time for us to arise, like a diamond in the sky. Your devoted servant, the White Calf (white buffalo calf woman) does sing, it's time to bring home Spring (field of dreams in the third phase of evolution). Remember any day you need me, I shall be a Snake that brings, law of love to everything. Call me...in the wind!

Meg Pierce:  Blessings to you, Dear One! I humbly request a Sacred Song blessing, as well as a

heavenly name. You have read relatives of mine, Jeff and Cindy Pierce, and they resonated with truth, and I am in awe! Thank you very much!
On  Jun 15, 2010 MedicineFox@ asks again and writes:
I realize that you must be extremely busy, and I do not mean to press your time even more. I appreciate your time very much! Blessings, Megan

Megan (pearl or strong one, the lesson-adviser to the rainbow clan, as Magenta Warrior, the great librarian to the books of life, all beings are a book written in lights or colors, reader of the table of contents as Great Caretaker, does know where to guide the flow, over the sacred rainbow) Pierce, Medicine (Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals) Fox.  Running Fox (adviser spirit), the labor is intensive inside the sacred storm, but levity can over come the hardships of the sun. The Fox, keeps watch from the inner whole, like a wise one who leaps out into the sun.  And the chase is on, to greet the next grace, the spinning round and round, chasing my tail I am bound (evolution's calling). To run and run around and round, like a mouse as a clown, chasing it's wheel to overflow, getting to the next rainbow. It's mental thinking that keeps her sound, because she tends to go round and round, but if she could dance and tell you her thoughts, then all would be perfectly sound, making magic is harder than it sounds (laughter, lots of laughter). Sow let's have magic another way (today), to make the light and dark play this way, over the rainbow, into the sounds, let's make heaven (dancing and singing, evolution's path, the law of love, we are bound) a perfect merry go round.

Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals
Heavenly name: Medicine Cloud Run Free
Earthly tools: Tribal Magic That Heals.

Medicine Cloud Run Free, bring back harmony. She will lift the heart to see, the oceans that offer liberty, the seas of men, where we learn to swim, our hearts so true and blue, the relatives, we think of many hues.  Her Earthly Name is Wanda (It is of Slavic origin, and its meaning is "the tribe of the Vandals". The Vandals (or Wendlas) were an ancient Slavonic tribe whose destructive behavior led to the modern term "vandalism", like our famous vandals who brought great art to the world, in subway stations and sides of buildings. Here we find that destruction appears before rebuilding. Also (Old German) "wanderer", the seeking Conquerors.  Destruction takes place before creation, journey of heaven to bring to new shores. In the third phase of evolution we start with destruction, the sacred cleansing, to wipe away the old, to bring in the new, paradise right out of the blue) Recommend reading http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html. Tribe Magic, the Sander of the Ragged, the Polisher of Ques, to make it through and through. Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals.

Rainbow Colors: Magenta, yellow, blue, gray.
The wind blows through, the middle of the cloud.  There's magic in the air, all dancing in despair, but what does magic do, but shift their eyes to bound, to reach for the clouds, to find a breath of fresh air. The dream is bound, to feel the shining sun, to greet the winds, to share all of life.  Here is grandness complete, it's the mahjeek (sound for magic, a kiss to the hands, five fingers together, the heart favors the best) of neatness. The paradise that looms everywhere, just have to shift all of the night air.  Oh heaven lift me up to the stars, pick down a diamond and give it some room (pearl or lesson, we do seek, I, Medicine Cloud, advise the meek).  And there we will go out to view the world, to make us feel the true, the sacred heart of the blue. Where a macrocosm met with a microcosm.  The larger flow greets the smaller flow, like where the stream reaches the river.  Each has it's own pace and rhythm.

Magenta and blue divide, into sacred four directions that strive.  Yellow flows the other way, creating dreams that reflect illusion's dreams. Not criss cross like before, but diagonal all the way.  It's here, the directions (buffalo home) of home, allow the wind of dreams to bloom.  And what is divided and shared, when streams take it all away. Fill up and let it go again.  Begin, fall down it's the wane.  And after all you have done on the waves, let's go down to fill oceans graves.  Let's fill up the souls who died yesterday and lift them up to where the clouds do play.  There we shall all ride the waves, going home to where we long to play.  Hold and drag, like a river's bed.  The stream goes which way it wants to flow.  And when all is said and done, then the clouds do find the sun.  Over back and again. Remember we do rise up again.  To roll over, to sea the setting sun, to give birth and thanks for another day.  I'm here to hold the hands of God, to procure them to where they need to go.  And find wills that strive in all the doors.  And we shall find all the wholes. Circle of life, begins, when we give away all in the wind.  Literally give a way to the wind (have wind catchers and wind catcher sleeves).

Sacred Song Blessings For Medicine Cloud Run Free

Today I reach into a cloud.  My heart does seek a soul that's running loud.  There is a breeze as mighty as the air.  Come my darling don't you despair.  I reach into your heart and I say, let's go have some fun.  Let's reach out and find the setting rising sun.  A horizon that shares all lights in the wind.  I come to share the souls of love prancing even in their sins.

But what do you want if not to know love each day?  I say, it's only by sharing the golden hay.  And reaching in the hearts of everyone.  Come my darling, let us be the rising setting sun.  The Rainbow true, does sparkle in the lights so blue (hues).  And my heart does glow, to show the waves of love, that flows from me to you.  And I'm sitting in the clouds.  Don't you want to look inside and see proud.  I know greatness lies in you.  Feel my heart, it's the bleu (freedom, revolution).  Come fly with me to you.

Today I come to you in the winds of time.  I find that all you fear and hide is mine.  What do you think you are going this day, when all you share your heart and soul even in despair.  I will walk with you.  Don't think you are only a sinner too.  But find your shame, let it purify this day.  Live up to only you, the shadows without fear.  Come reach into a cloud and billow here (heart aches, heavy breath, tears swell, heavy breath).  (Tears do flow like a river).  Don't you want to come home to me?  Don't you want to know the love that sets you free?  Don't you feel that God lives in you?  Don't you know how sacred and true?

(tears over cheeks, the rolling hills we do flow). 

It's time to go into the wind.  Forgive all we did, even our sin.  Find out how great you truly are (whimpering, tears and breath do flow, over rocky shores we know).  And we shall find a better day.  Reach into your heart and say, "Treasure all the days".  Find love again, in all your waves.  And love will share, the heart that fears, to say, "I"m greatness, like life that is shared, I exchange my air." (tears over rolling rivers, the waterfalls, the paradise, where life is born, exchanged good life, happiness within). 

My beloved family.  Where do you go inside of me?  I find that you are looking somewhere.  But don't you have a life, that leads you there.  I know greatness is inside of you.  And I look to find this sacred truth.  When you leap in the sky.  Knowing why oh why, how does one feel comfort for all we have done?  I say, we fly away, forgiving all we say.  Knowing that our souls are free.  Take off and know liberty.  Give your heart's warmth and survive.  Feel the soul come back to life.  Take a place in the winds of paradise. Come and dance with me.

(Dry river bed, dried tears over cheeks).  And now we travel the to and fro, the magic of the seasons they do know.  It's where we go, to know the glory of this magic show.  (Wipe the eyes) I seek ahead with no return.  Knowing love is out there, I'm going to give it a yearn.  There we shall be sacred and true, the heart of muskets (blow hard, with lots of noise, aim the heart), that heart of you.  We blow the hearts of everyone, because we know the sacred falling sun (heavenly shadows dancing in the winds).  We bow to the winds and let it flow.  Feel the magic inside our hearts that know.

(Sniffles, the bride between realms, the spiritual blue tzitzit, blue road, the intertwining of our spiritual lives.) Follow me where warriors are free.  See the light it's so bright, it comes out to bee free.  Watch the world inside that grows. You are mighty as an Oak.  Believe in all you do and say. Wake up to the soul that rules the waves.  Come my darling walk with me.  Find me wading (getting feet wet, walking with a heart) for the shores of eternity.  There my love will catch the waves.  I will feel the heart of all the devoted slaves (servant to the true flowing of the blue, reflection of the rainbow colors, the heart waves and hues).  And we are going to paradise, it's the place we don't think twice.  But it will be the reverberation of the free.  The land of hope and joy for all, to bring us liberty.

Now don't you want to be part of this clan?  The mighty Rainbow Clan?  The mighty Oak of Man(kind)?  And we are part of divinity.  Every walk, each step and breath, we offer liberty.  It's your part to walk in sacred truth, the rainbow lights, that are set forth in you.  Over horizons and back again, look at sunset sunrise and forget, that it's halls of galaxies.  Where we swim to know glory to bee (dream impossible known).  To bring the heart of truth to bee known, for all to know liberty.  And mighty are my clansmen this day.  Only learning to remember to pray.  It's time to go home.  To where all does bloom. I say, my heart is true.  Come dance with me in the sacred blue, where souls run free over light beams.  Let us be greatness inside.  Let us know we are Glorified.  We are children of the youth.  We bring all the champions to the coop (enclosure sanctuary of the blessed cooperative). 

Let us walk in divine times.  Bringing hearts that know how to shine.  Finding wisdom inside all hearts, we do gain, our living time, the sharing of God's chime.  The Great Spirits our parents lead us home to you.  Show us what to do. Tell us how to bee good.  Let us know the prayers we should.  Grant us immunity for all we've done.  Gift us loving sacred suns (each has a holy temple, the buffalo home, the four sacred directions in rainbow colors). I say, it's time for us to pray.  Lead us towards the dawning of the day.  Gift us all knowledge, you've given us. Help us learn to request.  And when we don't know our ways, grant us relatives, who feel the breeze, give us welcome in our disease and bring us off our swollen knees (oh poor baby).  My heart is found of you.  For all the glory that you've given to us.  Great Spirits Mother Father both of yee.  I say, my heart flies, to be with yee, to bee with thee. To fly with angel wings.  To know the glory of your shores.  My love begets me.  My heart regrets me.  My soul finds liberty.  And my heart knows forgiveness.  I carry compassion again. I know love that grows (tears of love) inside of me.  (swelling heart and tears).  I live to serve you.  My sacred relatives in the heavenly winds.  I know it's hard to come down here, with so many lies.  But you can stay with me (I will offer sanctuary for thee, with blessings that offer liberty).  I will shed you free and give you paradise.  I will gift you my life (breathless).  I will gift you my life (tears of a river falling over waves cheeks, boulders we walk around and through).

Oh my darling.  Come watch the sunrise today (morning star, eight pointed star of united soul and flesh, I am a Sun Dance).  Fill yourself up with so much waves of light.  Can't you feel it's twice.  It's the land of paradise.  And when the days over . . . . come watch the sunset with me.  Find glory at this sea.  The place that offers liberty.  The rays of light, rainbow delight, come rescue me.  And I am part of this greatness, we share.  All this light, is coming from somewhere (laughter).  And I'm there to share, the heart so fair.  To be with you and all the breeze. I bless you.  I offer sanctuary for you. I am a warrior fighting truth, for your heart to be saved.  I will show you the waves.  but you must choose to stay.  Dream my brother.  Bee devout my sister.  Bring law of love home to us.  Show us how to pass this sacred dust. Journey over to the river of Gold, only Godly will know how to flow.

[Wipes the face, around boulders, in the river. The sacred eternal flowing (blue road, soul dark) of the crystalline stone river (red road, physical light).]

Holiness David Running Eagle continues to beat the sacred drum for a few minutes.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter, and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, elder lavender person, holiness.  Sacred Song Blessings for Medicine Cloud Run Free, our Tribal Magic That Heals, magenta warrior, great caretaker, dance and song get along.  1:17pm Saturday, June 26, 2010

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!

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The Tribe of Dan Reminds us of Law, the blue seas, the Tzitzit: I bring pass over to you (my heart to you), my heart does long to be bleu (freedom), the heart of always comes true, when faith is written on you. But so many, they don't really, think that G_ah_d (utterance of heavenly transmission) will bring, the heart that rings.  And we are satisfied, to long for better skies, rather than trusting all the ones who came before us.  It's time of prophecy, the living of all the devoted seas (blue tzitzit), and what could bring us home, we don't look at this loom (weaving of light and dark).  It's a covering, the prayer cloth that helps us discover, that we are housing a truth, and it's called our soul.  There is wisdom if we trust our heart's breath, the sanctity of loving all that is truth.  But who can you depend on, when so many think they know lawns (green grass the home of paradise) and you don't know which way to turn?  There's only one place, that speaks volumes, it's the prayer you turn to, that leads you true.  Look at your heart inside, not at your pride outside, but bring the soul, that knows, the way to go.  And when we follow you and me, and gift all, to the leaves (tree of life, our relatives who we share life with), then we know where we must go, on it's course of time.  Let's not be blind any more, but instead let's find vision of a stare, where our hearts show us the way, with good old fashion love in the air.  And it's where we need find, the song that leads us this time, to unite our hearts, to fight for broken hearts.  There is wind in the clouds.  There is flowing of the blood  (suffering for those we love), but there is not wisdom that grows, with all the lies.  Instead, let's hold each others hands, and feed all who do command, the soul of wisdom, the soul of pride (faith and humbleness), that offers us the ride.  It's heaven inside. It's the grains of delight (abundance for all).  It's where G_ad_d promises us paradise.  Give your embrace to the world.  Feed the homeless and the full.  Open your hearts and give it all away.  Brotherhood comes with a price, and we'd better think twice, because only love will allow us to survive.  We are a hide (holy temple which resides a soul), the Rainbow Tribe.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, sacred interpreter and akicita (marshal).  Law (of love) has arrived. The Star of David has come home!  Come receive your treasures and find your measures to the songs, that lie within our hearts. twindeermother@whitebuffalocalfwoman.org or holinessdavid@alightfromwithin.org Visit Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy Blog http://rainbowwarriorsofprophecy.blogspot.com

Grandmother Going Places asks, "Tell Me Children, Where Do We Go?"

Grandmother Going Places sings to us after a frustrating week, when a heart was tearing and in need. Grandmother needed to relieve, the soul, who did not know the rules of love, or how to validate the show with the embrace only Grandmother can share, the story teller who knows, the to and fro, heaven and earth it does know.  I travel over rolling hills, waves of light we fill, oh Grandmother hold us close!  Your devoted servant sings, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter.

Feel my heart I will start.  Take a walk around the block.  There I will stand, to hold your hand.  Follow me, eternity, Greatness folds inside of me.  Feel the heart, my destiny.  Greet the soul, set me free.  Live my life, forever flee (freedom) in the wind, running over all this sin.

Walk this way.  Open up heaven's doors.  Feel my heart all the way.  There I dance to sing your song.  There my heart does get along.   Raptures delight away from fright.  Listen stories, I carry the key.  Open your heart I will heal your pain.  Find the soul and you will gain.

Glory Bee (dream the impossible dream), the heart of thieves (impure behaviors), those who capture all the leaves (relatives). I understand.  I will walk upright into your heart.  I will understand.  Freak on me.  Feel the breeze (slam the heavenly door in the face). 

This will resolve all you will see (intelligence), until you find a heart that believes (wisdom). And I will be there for the thief (time in dream space) and turn all around into magical belief.  And we shall walk into gardens bloom, where all does shine real soon.  Love my children, that's the key, don't be left behind, instead practice being blind (faithful, devout), so bright is your inner light.  Let it shine like the moon (reflect off the blue).  And we will walk down into the valleys real soon, the shadows will learn to loom (weave together), with our true love, we bring, to groom.

Sacred Song Blessings Begins for the Heart of Grandmother Going Places.

Tell me children, where do go?  I want to hold you instead of scold.  Tell me children lift up your heart.  Gift me a song and enter paradise.  What's wrong children?  I adore, but you seem to want even more.  I got your heart and it belongs to you.  I got one dream it's the heart that runs free.  So my little children I adore.  Give me glory, fill me more.  You don't have to follow me, but you do have a need.  Dream my child and you will be free.  Dream my child and you will sea.  I am glory when I sea your face, knowing you found your human race.

Hold on tight, feel the heart inside.  Hold on tight, don't give me alibis.  Instead let's dream, come fly with me.  Oh my children can't you sea (vision with a heart).  There is so much magic in the air, but you feel with so much despair and I want to feel the soul inside.  I want  you to know how good is pride.  You need only listen to the soul and you'll realize you are bold.

Come hold my hands and we'll fly free.  Come understand and it's a new land.  Liberty comes when you bless a heart.  I know glory is not apart (separated).  But it's radiance comes with your glow, oh my children remember your told (stories shared from old).  Dream forever.  Dream and Bee free oh my children hold on to me. *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•*

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, a  crystal person, heaven's door, and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, a lavender person, paradise's gate,  for the Heart of Grandmother Going Places, a gray person, heaven and earth space, often referred to as Grandmother Space, we all share in our dreams. Rainbow Colors of the Rainbow Clan. Receive your sacred song blessings, by emailing and requesting from whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com

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!

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Song for the Pipe

when the pipe comes in your heart and knows where Mother is then we will fly to the heavens and see where god begins, so reach in your heart and find the way, just reach in your heart and sing. speak all the ones who are elder and true, find their way find their heart that is blue,when we know the song of all the waters that are pure, and the song of all the breathers that flow. and when smoke that arises from mother bosoms heart, bless the sacred space that always knows the way, so heaven when we mistake each other, when we don't know our sacred way, let us help to receive our brothers and our sisters who are pure. let them know that each other is only if you both walk on inside your heart is where we sang upon the road, let us remember this heart we stand, let us remember this one we make our way. let us remember god 's mighty hand and the sacred way of the fire pure, of the sacred way of the blue that's pure of the tears that flow for our bounty knows the way.

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions 

each time a fire is lit, including the Pipe!

To the East and the West. To the North and the South. To the Up and the Down. To the Sacred all around. To the heartbeat and breath, I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!

Just taking a Walk through Space Grandmother, "Where are we going?"

I tell you truly the sun does rise, to bring the heart of our surmise, the grandest show we ever did sea, the vision of rainbows within you and me. I come to tell you we are a song, the greatest miracle left undone. But all we have to do, is share our songs, the living and giving of the receiving sun. My heart of Grandmother Going Places I do gift, the heart of what door do you gift? And when you choose to outweigh the sun, to be the setting of heaven's rungs, there will be standing the sacred circle of fun, the destiny of loving, that comes home when we run. Come child, into my arms, where Grandmother will hold you until the "DAWN".

 

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Grandmother Going Places asks, "Tell Me Children, Where Do We Go?"

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar Sings "Eternal Kiss" for his Wife, Holiness Morning Gift

This is a Love Song From Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar (violet person, gate keeper into paradise) for his wife Holiness Morning Gift (Giver and lavender person, the gate into paradise).  His heart swelled, with the inspiration of true love at child birth, when concern for the woman, who gives her life, out weigh the birth of the child. Buffalo Magic's heart blossoms forth to express his profound love for her, in all she does for the world around relatives, even in the giving of her life.

Sacred Song Blessings, the eternal kiss of love, does raise the question of what is pure bliss, it's a show that brings us home, to the heart after we roam, the place where we are embraced and given love, the heart that fits like a glove, always safe and secure, the "eternal kiss".

She is the love of my life, she grows inside the heart of strife, and when I show the world of love, I come to grow, the heart of know.  she is the morning star that gives you lift.  she is the breath of life, that gifts the lift, to the stars, in the night, my love will always die for you twice.

She is the morning dove that catches me. I come to sail across the breeze. I know of love, that grows and grows, because she brings the heart of the solemn doe (spiritual journey of our lives), the deer that longs to find the loving know.

She is the life of pure bliss. I take my heart and gift her a kiss. And I know I shall always be with her, for she is longing to be all the tears.  She is the heart of the world.  She gifts me love, without any tears.  And I'm going to the place that runs free, over mountains and beloved seas.

She is my Woman I do adore.  I am the gifted who does her chores.  And my blessings in all my life, it's a wonder God gave me this strife.  I'm a servant, who understands, that the holy light of God does command.  And I'll be with her until the end, for she is love and given sent.

I am the womb of her soul.  I gift my love for her to adore.  And when it's smoking outside my heart. I remember she can rescue us apart (the power of love that can weave and unite broken hearts).  It's divine, the soul of mine, who is walking along the stars.  She is happiness pure bliss.  And I'm devoted to her kiss.  And my heart it does know.  All the loyal rescuing show.  She sends her love to my heart, and I worship all the parts (of the sacred rainbow glow).  It's divine.  It's God's love.  She is mine, and I am hers. I give my life, to offer her, the kiss of love, that always endures.

Come walk with me.  Over the rolling seas.  I will be with her, till the end of eternity.  I am the soul, that walks and talks.  I am the soul, that breathes the heart.  I will be gifted, the morning star, because she lives in my heart.  I am the servant divine.  I will always walk home with the blind.  Because it's love that rolls this (time) way, I'm devoted too all the days.

Come home to me.  Fly free.  Know that love grows inside of me.  I will always endure with her, she's my love, my life, my seas.  It's the holy star of eternity.  It's the bloodshed we are free (red road, the path of the fire's purification of the flesh).  And it's going to be a better day, because I learned how to pray...


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman on the behalf of Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, for the heart of Holiness Morning Gift, the eternal kiss of love, our Holiness (lavender person).

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I Bless Me, I Bless the World, I Bless You, Welcome Into My Heart

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, he is the mighty that will keep score. Don't you belittle the children in here (lambs and wolves), for heaven will show you so much fear. Just be cool as a cucumber and you will sea (vision with a heart), the glory that lives inside of thee. It's Buffalo Magic, a Violet Call (pressure of the world, like a seed to bust forth), the voice of Angels, all about to Fall (bow like the rainbow). Mighty is he who walks into hearts. Buffalo Magic will Rumble your part. And when you are done, you will feel at peace, because you have One (rainbow warrior of prophecy), who could roar for thee! Email buffalomagicrumbleroar@gmail.com to hear your score, complain and feel someone is listening to thee, because this voice will carry for thee, the power needed, to greet all free. Welcome Home...and Dream. Let me walk with thee!  I will be your mountain, I will be your voice.  I will be a sun dance. I will shine forth. I will bless the holy stores of eternity. I will say the words, that you forgot to shout. I will allow all hearts.  Welcome Home....and Dream.

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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!

Tania Southern Season, our Song of Heaven Does Sing How to Bee Free

*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* Southern Season Sings*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* It's a day that shines again, to bring in the love again. To bring colors that do blend, when the red road finds the wind. And it's fire that leads the way, when purification knows it's play, while we bless everything we do sea, the heart knows, it's time to be me! *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•*

Beloved Relatives,
This is White Buffalo Calf Woman, introducing to you, Southern Season, our Song of Heaven.  She carries the four sacred directions in Rainbow colors as Green, Red (crown, not all wear the crown, but those who do, belong to the people and not to themselves), Aqua, Gray.  She is Crown Princess Southern Season.  When the poles shift physically, it will be the south, which aligns up, like north does now.  We shall be heading south.  This realigns our inner world, where heaven brings us home, where the raging fire of love, the heartbeat and dance that grows inferno's glow.  It's law of love and it's the RED ROAD. 

She is this law of the red, like a civil servant, walking the beat (community heartbeat).  This is the underworld of heaven, that rages a brilliant fire, where law of love is the sacred dance of unity around together. Elders Migration Voice share as the lower  heaven, that rises up, as the Heart Beat, the drum that never fails, but always wails, to release our hearts, to bless and keep the trail red, the law of love does live (the living fire of purification).  She walks with the leader of the spirit, her eldest color green (Green Person), the embrace of Oneness, and knows when you lie and separate.  She will bring you home (converges all rainbow colors as one flowing river) with her embrace (reflective crystal, green).  She carries the aqua overlay, which is seen first by others, which allows her to lead the physical world of light, the clouds in the sky. Building and creating a world full of love.  Leading both worlds, she then carries the law, the crown, the red overlay, to watch over those, who have lost their way, but steering them homeward. Here the winds blow both in the inner world, but also the outer world, which is united like a tree with it's roots and branches.  It is the perfect story of the "Tree of Life".  We belong to each other and share our lives, through love. And it's the trunk of the tree, the law that binds, which is the love that joins all hearts.  It's the Red Road, where forgiveness is known, a trail of tears, that grows and flows and knows.  Let us hear, the wonders of her sacred song blessing.  

your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your TwinDeerMother@whitebuffalocalfwoman.org
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
http://alightfromwithin.org Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Tania "greatness" Southern Season "four directions we align and shine from within", our Song of Heaven "the voice does sing"

She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)


Sacred Song Blessing, the Song of the Heavenly Soul



Come one.  Come all.  Come tell me stories and I will fall.  Give me your heart so free.  And I wait.  And I feel.  Make it real.  Open hearts it's a steel (hard like a rock, the crystalline stone of perfection, the blessed).  Thank you holy one.  Thank you mountain drum.  Thank you feeling true.  Thank you for being you (red road, the law of love).  Take me by hand.  Take me by the sea.  Join me*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* in Galilee (the promised land, paradise upon earth). 


Darkness fall on me (heaven ascend). Watch the sun.  Watch the sun.  Watch the sun go down on me*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* There I feel your hands.  Warming my heart.  Darkness fall on me.  Grab all the tools and work it please.  Work on your knees, bow down and pray.  Rescue the Earth.  Rescue the willow tree (all seeds survive, eternal life).  Hear the birds call.  Find me and call.

There I go, valleys snow.  There I go, watching water's fall.  Take my hand.  And I will understand.  Take my breath away, down the hill.  I pray down the hill's the way. Reach into the sky.  My eyes are open (wide).  Reach in my heart and there I go down sacred snow *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* Catch the billow clouds. Watch them flow.  Inside there grows.  The heart that snows *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* I can wail with you.  Can't you feel *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* it's true.  Thank you God for all my clouds.  Thank you soul to go down the road. 


Come take my hand.  Don't you understand (crying tears).  Come take my hand.  And I will walk with you.  come beg the winds.  come sail again.  feel the heart that knows.  Feel the glow.  Greatness lies in me*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•*   I want you to bee free *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* Can't you feel the wind , the willow tree, the heart in me *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* (low red note, signifying the red wave length, the power of love).


Take my soul and guide me home.  Take my will and sow the seeds.  Gather Brothers.  Gather Sisters (tears overflowing).  Gather together with me.  Gather together and be free.  Find the soul and run over to the seas (heaven).  Law is one.  Law is love.  Law is greatness.  Can't you taste it?  Law is ever,  forever and ever on the throne, kingdom come.  Kingdom ring.  Kingdom sail with me and bee free*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* sail with me.  Sail to sea (the tears of waters oceans, our relatives we long to feel, the heart of the world) Greatness, it's here.  Follow your  fear.  Bless the halls. Walk on tall.  Blessed trees. Grass growing in the breeze.  Carry me it's greatness it's belief. 

Stand Up Dream comes hold your hand.  Holiness Running Eagle makes a stand.  And the White Calf it's born free. Walk with thee, hold me free. 


Walk with thee, hold me free. Walk with thee and I stand up to thee.  Law of love inside of me. I am greatness.  Hear me roar.  I am greatness on this shore.  Southern Season, it's store. Southern reason glory fall, down on your knees.  Pray with me.  We shall be free *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•*I run free *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•*  I run free. I run free *•♫♪♥♪♫•**•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•**•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* I am a tree.  Glory Bee. I am free, for all to see.  Come with me.  Come and bee  *•♫♪♥♪♫•**•♫♪♥♪♫•**•♫♪♥♪♫•**•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•**•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* 

Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle (lavender person) and Stand Up Dream blows the flute (magenta person).  White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (crystal person), for the Heart of Tania Southern Season, the dream awakes, the Song of Heaven returns (green person). Friday, June 18, 2010

 Fire Purification

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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!
*•♫♪♥♪♫•* *•♫♪♥♪♫•* 

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