"Sacred Train" our "Shine in Me"
a. Great Name - Holy Ghost Song (spiritual star knowledge)
(talking song) Sharing
my heartbeat with everyone. I can look at the sun. There at the
horizon, there is a beginning. We are turning to run upon the moon
(reflection of our lives). Sending shivers of pane/pain (looking out the
window pane or edges of the spacial fields, dreaming), delight in our
gains. If only others understood the Great Spiritual wood (the law of
love, ringing out from the heart, like a tree rings). This is mine name,
the Sacred Train. Tell the world about to gain, the
second sun has no shame, yet we try to blame. If only we could shine it
true, the place of the good knews. I want my heart to sing in the
constellations ring. There my song will cry, the welcome to reasons and
wise/whys. (singing begins). There is a place inside of me. I want to
treasure all of my family. Will they come home to me. Will they come
home to the sacred tree. I want to share my life with this world. I want
to shine it true like brotherhood. It is time to unwind, the sacred
vines. Shine in Me my Brothers call me. Shine in Me my
Sisters know me. Shine in me, the dream explodes in me. Shine in Me, I
am the glory of the stars.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums
b. Great Name (mission for soul) and (how to accomplish dream, sole)
"Sacred Train" our "Shine in Me"
The sacred trainer or teacher through the use of stories and tales. Within; the suns or stars (rainbow clan) will shine. Feeling the hearts, not necessarily the truth of their part, mostly the perspective of the child who is lost in the dark. Shine in Me, must feel the way around, rather than look to find. Looking will determine a course, it's end result for others, the prophetic (indigo).
[Train: Middle English, trailing part of a gown, from Old French, from trainer, to drag, from Vulgar Latin *tragīnāre, from *tragere, to pull, back-formation from tractus, past participle of Latin trahere. read more http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Train ]
c. Buffalo Robe (relative duties and powers, light bodies for soul and sole the track of four directions or four faces)
c. Buffalo Robe (relative duties and powers and powers, light bodies for soul and sole the track of four directions or four faces, the tools of light used to accomplish the mission)
Rainbow, Indigo, Green, Gray.Rainbow child (inner most of four colors)
Relationship: Cosmic Mother
-Rainbow 12 (red-orange), Rainbow Mother, cosmic spiritual mother, great teacher. Moves around the field (cube).
-Indigo 6, third daughter in the house of God, prophet, vision of light's end. (does not sea through the darkness like the crystal color does, however the indigo is the perfect soul stone or warrior, while the crystal is the perfect sole stone or crystalline being of light). Indigo is the great teacher, accumulating knowledge from elder siblings. Indigo slides down the yellow road (across dreams). Indigo has sight of the spiritual or blue road, only in physical sight. Meaning one must stand before them to sea into that reality. Then they will sea only the light or it's end, the completing of a story. They do not continue to sea into the darkness. So indigo seas into the spiritual space, but only seas light trails. This is how an indigo is able to be the prophet, knowing what will be the ending or conclusion of actions (of the dreaming collective fields). If you cannot sea clearly move over to the right or left, like we need move over to see around a building or structure, thus an indigo must peer directly into the spiritual (heavenly, blue road, darkness, water busts) spacial field. Indigo will walk away. Indigo must learn to turn away, then swing back to the same place. This travels the distance of the field. Walking away is not healing for oneself or for others. Face them head on. I recommend, "one step away, one step back, the twirling of dawn, just lept". Thus an indigo took a spiritual leap, across the view, to get more clues. This is very hard to do. With a rainbow child, this may be easier to accomplish, than with an indigo child. Rainbow Man George Bennett Sr. probably have conflicting sails, until one understands the indigo is the great spiritual warrior (perfect stone), the flying horse. Fly the zig zag path, where the lightning blasts, down and up, both directions gifts the hunch (knowledge).
-Green 4, fourth daughter outside the house of God, spiritual leading, embrace of the oneness. Green is holding the river bringing tributaries together.
-Gray 14 (red-green, grandmother connects the dream, weaving us all together.
White Buffalo Calf Woman gifts the sacred buffalo robe.
Search colors http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com/ and http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/
Search colors http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com/ and http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/
d. Sacred Song Blessing (ghost song, prayer from the heart)
Sky Trail Tales
We are children living on this
land, looking for a better plan. And the distance that calls my name is a
place where hold out tame. And with this place I feel satisfied, only
when I can cry. I want hope for this world. I want to share all this
fold. Yet our heart lies in desire, but we feel we are in this mire.
Hold it true. We wanted more in the blue. Waters open and save this land
we need. We wanted more to plant the seed, yet deep inside, we are sad
and hide.
Great Spirits come knocking
at my door. Great Spirits hold me closer for more. I wish for a better
land for the children who need to make a stand. How will they come home,
without a place to loom. Tell us true, my heart is blue, where waters
fall deep in you. I want to share my heartache, just to know what is at
stake. Build it up take a cup and shine it true for all the good knews.
We are waiting for this day. We are working for this ray.
White
Buffalo Calf Woman sings a heart, place for us to build a park. We
wanted more, a song to sing, yet inside we wanted wedding rings
(twinning effect). it is time to restore, the lost knowledge we adored.
It is time to ring, the sounds of heaven as we sing. Let us wing with
angels on this earth and pass along, without any curse. Holiness David
Running Eagle Shooting Star shines along these waves thus far. And upon
my heart I sing with you to show the world it is coming true, the white
buffalo in our hearts will fill our minds too. We know the true. We sing
it too. We share with you. Love will take hold of this view.
(Brother is a "Rainbow Mother" or "Rainbow Man" reverberating all the colors of the rainbow, which is everything. He (door keeper) sang my part (door), about him (the rainbow). A crystal child like myself lives within the rainbow child or rainbow mother. It is a Rainbow Mother and the Crystal Sun who epitomizes the sacred spacial field. There is a saying about Mothers, they have eyes in the back of their heads, because they have already read your light. Twin Deer Mother notes.)
(Brother is a "Rainbow Mother" or "Rainbow Man" reverberating all the colors of the rainbow, which is everything. He (door keeper) sang my part (door), about him (the rainbow). A crystal child like myself lives within the rainbow child or rainbow mother. It is a Rainbow Mother and the Crystal Sun who epitomizes the sacred spacial field. There is a saying about Mothers, they have eyes in the back of their heads, because they have already read your light. Twin Deer Mother notes.)
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More reading:
1. http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2013/06/ghostly-trails-lead-me-home-holy-ghost.html
2. http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2014/01/holy-ghost-walking-great-spiritual-stars.html
3. http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2013/06/ghost-walking-sacred-sight-developing.html
Sacred (spacial, relative) Fields
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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