It's winter wonderland (crystalline stone river) we build, if we choose to collide (unite, with sacred blessings). I tell you truly heaven is here, when you do look inside. Reach my brethren follow your heart, I will lead the way. Reach into heaven, where all will begin, I will show you to pray.
Give your heart to everyone. Give your heart away. Tell me how to listen to the sun (rainbow colors of others), welcome the land in prayer, to say, I'll stand in fair (I'll make sure, you are in fair weather, I will protect you). Where you go, I must flow, to share your heart sublime. I'm inside the heart, that's no lie, but pureness comes to collide (UNITE dark, soul, heaven, wisdom, the blue road eternal WITH light, flesh, earth, intelligence, the red road finite, our children infinite). My heaven open up wide (to let others in from upon high).
It's where the soul seeks to yearn, to live a better life. Within the whole, the cosmic dust (dark spiritual dust, that makes up all life), my heart must rest on Musk (aroma of working hard, the nose is the bridge from heaven to earth or from earth to heaven, the horizon, where we go to and fro between the realms), the will to even trust (loving others). I have to say, glory fill my days. I live for God's return. The heart of men, who know where to turn, inside the heart so fair. My heart will live and bare/bear (star of heaven, rise up and endure for others to follow the way, true love gifts self to serve).
And if you could come to me, then I will show you the way, inside my heart, I want to pray, with you, my childish ways (a child knows the dream), it's the heart of God who prays. And now we are going home, when we can learn to swim (in the blue, the ocean of hearts, the winds we feel inside) and run, over rolling hills (waves of light, rainbow colors) again. The storm has just begin (right now, shout out, you are alive, "I Am"), the soul is learning to swim (move from heart to heart, relatives in the sea of time).
Where are the sins of yesterday (long gone), I did lost my way (I forgave, even though), but that was yesterday's story filled, now tomorrow, I will give (of myself, in order that you may survive). Share my heart with you, my love. Share all that I am. I will gift you safe passageway, to the other side, where heaven is glorified (I will hold your hand to the promised land, the rainbow clan).
Holiness David Running Eagle Drums and White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings. Sacred Song Blessings for Juan Pablo "Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound", as song from his heart, read by your wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter. Juan Pablo Rainbow colors are Magenta, white, green, gray. (no interpretation here, please refer to crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com and enter in search parameters color, with more questions, then ask email@example.com)
Relative Juan Pablo has been gifted his name "Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound"
Heavenly name, mission from heaven: Waking Rainbow
Earthly name, tools of light upon earth: Tumbling Sound Profound
Rainbow Colors, four directions, buffalo home or holy temple: Magenta, white, green, gray.
(no interpretations included, you must ask again)
Juan Pablo sings from the heart...to tell the world his part. Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman.
Tell the world, I've come home. Tell them we are found. Gift the world, a place a home, for us to astound. Can't you feel it in the air, the winds of time return. It's a wonderful feeling inside, that we can find our home. Give the world, a happening chance, to wake and realize, man is coming to make his mark,when we storm with buffalo horn (enter through the heart, into the soul). It's time for us to dance, to pierce the heart romance. Give your love, to everyone. Look deep inside and run, right into the wind, the bright living sun. And as I peer through the window, I see a raging storm. But I hold my hand out and say, I found out, that you are living inside this storm. Oh my God, we are together at home. They call me "Waking Rainbow", because I sing to this world. Give a holler (a shout out), to everyone, to make us feel so bold. Reach into heaven and seek this heart, I will fly to make your mark. I will pin a pole to you, sow you will know, where to flow to you. Give us waking rainbows, to open our hearts to run. Find the waking alarm inside, it's time to get and go home. It's time for us to roam, inside the hearts on the foam (waves crashing, colliding on the shore, a new dawning, awaking to this home). Forever and day now, we must look inside our hearts. I am known to this world, as "Tumbling Sound Profound", the hailing of this crown (era of kings, where the royal blue true of heart, astound, as kinsmen, who have found a home).
Relative Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound,
When you talk to others, the way you come across makes it sound like you have a fat head (a know it all, even a bully), but really it's a WAKING CALL for everyone. In other words, you must be, the "Warrior Down", what others are not learning from, in order that you may understand, to make them part of this clan (the Warrior Stands), the Rainbow Clan, the beloved children of God, our Oneness, where all is relative or "relativity". Here you must work hard to shift your perspective, from giving (earthly) to one of receiving (heavenly). Give later!. I am understanding you, because I am a fierce warrior (dog soldier), the crystal person and a rainbow warrior of prophecy, but most simply will walk away, then the horn of knowing will dissipate with them as they walk away and relatives will not AWAKE. This is not heaven's stake (claiming this earth).
A magenta person, is the great caretaker (like you), the person, who must care for others before self. This is the shift, from self, towards others. This is Godly, to be thy servant. You know, I have to change the way (earthly in interpretations) I talk to people and I can't always tell everyone the whole truth, because it's simply too overwhelming. I know this is the problem for you, as most people won't spend the time to try to understand you, because you are not spending the time to know others. This is mutual respect that rarely happens in this world in this time. To care for others first, means you must receive them, listen to them and finally validate, regardless of what they say or do. Then it's your turn too! When you listen, then they should too! This would be the clue...receive each other's heart!
It's a new dawning that is approaching us and all things must work towards unity, because space is folding (light and dark, are sharing one space, rather than divided). It's a collision course. Blessings are what will set us free, and find the wind okay, when it' blows through me, you, everyone. And you show us how important this really is, because love is higher than all scripture, it's the LAW of Heaven, where Earth is embraced. We can only get people walking towards us, through the blessings. This is the way for everyone. They don't understand, you being this way (a know it all). What they do understand is that you are trying to be a relative. You are Red Man and this means the sacred embrace of knowing others and serving them for mankind and for Mother Earth. This is your greatest gift, which you must recognize.
You are here to teach the sacred dance and song, unified. No division from our heavenly path, the blue road and the earthly path, the red road. Each day for you, the living dance and song, will relieve your heartache of those who are lost and cannot find their way home into the hearts of God (each other). Most of us, are not the middle of the wind's course, the halls of consciousness. But in this windy place, emotions of all, can be misplaced within you, and become them trapped inside of you. This is why you must bless and let them run free. Running Deer, did show you the running. Now, you must let them go free, with the embrace that comes from thee. You are the Great Caretaker, when you embrace others and teach them the Dance and Song go together (red and blue roads). Because dreams are born, when we unite our soul with our flesh, and God (the soul within each of us, we must trust) will do the rest.
Work on singing the song from your heart. Just lift your voice, in song, instead of speaking and uttering your opinion. You must first unite the broken heart. Once you validate, then we can listen to you, your part, but first we listen to the other heart. Your song, from your heart speaks from your soul (wisdom), but the words from your head speak speak from your flesh (intelligence). Speaking from your heart and soul, gifts wisdom of eternal ages. This is what you must trust. When you offer your heart, you follow the laws of heaven. Then you are able to offer your intelligence, to build the dream. But the law of love, is first. The law of love is the red road. The red road, is what a Native American does know within the heart, when you trust this very part, the soul, that wants out.
Sow, plant the seeds, be patient and watch them grow, while blessings come across the rainbow, then all will be, the heart of a leaf (relative on the Oneness tree of life), the person, who most wants to succeed. Relative Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound, show us how, to find a heart that is sound. Reach into heaven and pull this star down, bring me to paradise, where all will find their sound, the voice that illuminates, with pure loving hands. Help us all make it possible to understand, that heaven need stand upon this land. Heaven and Earth, that's where dreams live. Keep them coming towards the heart, with the sacred embrace, you lend. Give them your heart, then tell them the way, because you are hear to save the day! Blow that horn, the rainbow warriors are on their way!!!!!!!
your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
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Roll over Dog Warrior! (over rolling waves of light, where the soul can fly free) Aho, may your spirit fly free! Read here to understand, for the Wolf Relative (Dog Soldier), will show you how to command. http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html
Dog Soldiers "Hotamétaneo'o" (Cheyenne Word), the bravest most noble warrior who ever lived. These awesome warriors were "armed to the teeth with revolvers and bows . . . proud, haughty, defiant as should become those who are to grant favors, not beg them."
Dog Warriors (Soldiers) were noted as both highly aggressive and effective combatants. One tradition states that in battle they would "pin" themselves to a "chosen" piece of ground, through an unusually long breech-clout "rear-apron", by use of one of three "Sacred Arrows" they would carry into battle. Read more history here: http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/Cheyenne. A bit more about Sioux (Cheyenne Relatives and Dog Soldiers) visit here http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/Sioux. Times have changed, but important to note, that each has a reflection of heaven, it just needs to be interpreted with truth, rather in reflection. Pinning self to a chosen piece of land, is to stand up, the warrior astounds, but only with the laws that abound, the law of love, the red road. Rear apron was to protect the trunk of the tree of life, our flesh. Here between the leaves on the tree of life and the roots on the tree of life, lies the trunk on the tree of life, the law of strength that binds us together again, LOVE. Sacred three arrows, represent the rainbow colors, blue, red and yellow. For these three colors create the whole of God's kingdom, as well as the roads, to travel to return home to heaven. You can read about the four roads whitebuffalocalfwoman.net.
Read here to understand, for the Wolf Relative (Dog Soldier), will show you how to command. http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html
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|Original Art C.R. John 1958-2000|
Image donated in loving memory
by his wife, Marietha - Hammon, Ok
A Veterans Christmas
Submitted by: Shadow Wolf Diana And Lakota
'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone.
I had come down the chimney with presents to give,
And to see just who in this home did live.
I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distance lands.
With medals and badges, awards of all kinds,
A sober thought came through my mind.
For this house was different, it was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.
The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone,
Curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home.
The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States Soldier.
Was this the hero of whom I'd just read?
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed?
I realized the families that I saw this night,
Owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight.
Soon round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of the soldiers, like the one lying here.
I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.
The very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.
The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don't cry, this life is my choice."
"I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more,
My life is my GOD, my country, my Corps."
The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it, I continued to weep.
I kept watch for hours, so silent and still,
And we both shivered from the cold night's chill.
I didn't want to leave on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.
Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, "Carry on Santa (christal person), it's Christmas Day, all is secure."
One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
"Merry Christmas (many gifts for the people) my friend, and to all a good night."
This poem was written by a Marine stationed in Okinawa, Japan. Read other great songs here and thank you http://www.native-americans.org/newsletters/newsletter.htm
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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!