Hear the winds blowing free. Hear the winds blowing free. Feel our breath fly with thee. Feel our hearts seek liberty. Can we sow some love in the air? Can we show we love and we care? I want to feel free! I want liberty. Thank you God for everything. I want to feel love again. (wisdom river shines sends words to the wind). I can feel the love growing hear. My soul is feeling no fear.
Take me the hand this day. I must lean on loving waves. And I kneed my brother true, because we need each other too. Where I go, towards time is bliss, if I know the sacred kiss. I will shine another day. Come my brother help me pray. We are children of the rainbow (wisdom river shines sends words to the wind). We are children of the sun. We are children running free and into the sacred run. Hold me true. Hold me blue, deep inside my heart that is true.
Wake me up when all is done! I think it's about the sacred sun. I need to dream my soul awake. I am learning how to make my stake. We are children of the new age. We are learning just to turn the page. Sacred books all around. We are making the sacred sounds.
Wisdom river shines rattles continue to bow in the wind. And Sacred Horn hits the drum to fill our hearts on the run.
Wisdom River Shines gourd bells, Sacred Horn hand drum, Grandmother Comfort in the Wind shakers and crystal wand, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star buffalo drum and White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings for the heart of the winds.
Pray With Elders around the WorldSacred 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!
On Sun, Mar 25, 2012 at 11:13 AM, Comfort in the Wind Sunshine Glory Shines wrote:
Aho my beloved granddaughter White Buffalo Calf Woman, and my children of the Rainbow Clan,I pray that today we might all find the song that has been hidden deep within our souls for all too long. That we might be joyous and free when we learn to bow to all that bleeds. The love of the red road, the law that holds us close, let everyone and everything find the cup to gift the toast. Let us bow to all the past, the today that is hear at last, and to the future that comes around (the sacred circle), showing us that love is in the heavenly sound (blue road). Let us remember that we are now the future, the golden fire that will now nurture, the seed, the new life we hold dear, let us ever more be the tear, (holy water and sacred salt) that heals the hearts together perfect without fault.
I do LOVE this sweet little guy! What a beautiful spirit of joy to behold, as he hangs on to the flower unfold(ing). He now is on my computer as the desktop image so I can look at his little smile and happy heart whenever I want. He reminds me of what God told me some time back, that what is coming is going to be a 'wild ride', so HANG ON TIGHT! This little creature reminds us to hang on with joy in our hearts, rather than white-knuckled and fear-faced. You can just see him receiving the joy and love that is in the wind and sending his own heart out with a grin. Thank you my beloved child, as much for the image as for the loving song that you received from our hearts and the world for the wind that blows FREE!
I send love and blessings today, the sun is out hip hip hooray! So as the rays fall down upon our faces, I pray that God will help us bring in all our graces. Full of fun and full of life, let all things precious be without strife. Bowing to the nine directions, let sacred hearts be won (under the sun).
Love Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, your Sunshine Glory Shines
P.S. I love the kitties... Grandmother is hear to swing!
On Sun, Mar 25, 2012 at 1:52 PM, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
Yes, that image of the rodent is most adorable happiness. Holiness David Running Eagle also has put it on his desktop. He soooooooo loves it too. We were exclaiming about it for at least two days.
Thanks for sending the cute little squirrel, as they are both images of our little beautiful rodent family. Holiness David is looking to find out what exactly our little guy in the flower is. He looks like a hamster, no tail, but not sure. So if anyone knows exactly what he is, let us know. Hit reply.
Love and blessings, nine sacred directions in the sun, where we are learning to run. Aho my mighty tree, let loose of what we feel in the breeze. It's time to run, right into the sun. And when you are down and out, just bow and gift a shout, I am here to sing, to let the world ring.
Blessings to the sky and near my heart. Fear not, we will let all things impart, to know the world, how to bring it home to fill. And when we fly around to say, that love is leading all the waves. It's time to go home, to the great and mighty sun (alightfromwithin). And we are leaning in the air, because love is felt and near, need not find hate, instead be great (wankan tankan or walking the talk, this is your greatness). And we are going to be the twin, the child who knows just how to begin. It's love at all cost, the saving grace that bows, not lost.
Love to you, I say, that you are the mighty gray, where dreaming fields grow sweet, it's Grandmothers who meet and greet. And when it's time to dream, wake up to hold the smell of your glory in your heart, for heaven leans on us to impart (our wisdom). Sow let those tears fall free, let the joy near yee (you). And find a wave, that you catch and ride excitedly.
Your devoted servant sings, to hear the bells toll in the spring, it's the beginning of the end that cleans. Second (orange) rolling hill in time, we say good bye to the chime, but now we look ahead, to the third (yellow) rolling hill that bled (suffers for love). And there the green fields do grow, where the spiritual of all does know, it's in our hearts, that's the place we impart.
Tell your stories and let it fly free, share your heart and your k/needs, because it's time. The book of life binds. And we are going to hear the song of what we did was wrong, but so will it be, tomorrow in the breeze. Sow instead of blame or shame, let roll over all our sins, to find the treasures near, there will be no more fear.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to tell the story in the rings, the hoops of life in everything. We will get through this strife. We are the Rainbow Clan, the place that God's hands do fill the hoops, the circle dances loose. Up and down, inside out, four directions that abounds and hear I stand, to say it's Mortal Man (blessing the sacred nine directions).
elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org does smile, to share one heart, we are not a part.
Together in the winds. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy begin.
Pray With Elders around the World
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!