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!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Monday, August 31, 2015

Woman Binds the Home for the Man, a Powerful Plan

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Let us shine our hearts today. We live in the world we praise. Let us join the world to know, sacred living snow. All those crystalline diamonds grow. We lift up our hearts to know. We are genuine in all we dew, just to be next to you. 

We are women who stand for the good. To make our men righteous views. We send our plumes of love to purify you with blessings from above. Great Spirits help us when we cry. Help the children who want to have good eyes. We are longing to feel this place, the making of the human face. 

Our tears are like diamonds in the sky, leaping and taking a great knew ride. We are traveling to the other side. Women await your return. When you come home, we will be waiting for you. We will be waiting with a meal or two. We will make your home arrival the norm, full of love for our SUNS. You are the gentlemen we did dream. We are longing to feel this cream, the washing over on the shore, when love is the holy roar. 

Tell me true and blue, the sound makes a home. We are the sovereign storm. We are taking back which is ours, the land we stand upon our hearts. And when you are lost and lonely to be rich, the heart of the sacred switch (punishment, the law of love, repeating until the treasure is shown), we will be there until you learn. We understand the burn.

Holy and reverent is your light. We are the glorious sun dancers in the knight. We send our blessings to the winds to bring our MEN home again. Warriors true blue we know you. We await for your returning home to this view. We women await your kiss. We know you are missed.   

Ghost walking is the true, the spiritual inside of you. Send me kisses in the winds. Women will catch them again, rather than hold onto the sins. We are crying everyone. We are the children of the roaming sun. We are telling the world how to bring in the true, the heart of me and for you. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the women around the world and for their awaiting for our returning warriors of each day. WE love you and gift praise.

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Special note: Thank you Holy Grandmother Who Darts on the Waves (Rose Rose)

http://www.swoyersart.com/howard_terpning/husbandshield.htm

Shield of Her Husband
by artist Howard Terpning
Published in 1982  Edition size: 10000
 size:
20 1/8" w x 26 1/4"h
Here a Sioux woman proudly carries her husband's cherished war shield, an honor the Sioux allowed their wives on special occasions, though it was not common in other plains tribes such as the Cheyenne. The shield was perceived as having been given magical powers, and warriors went to great lengths to prevent the loss of its medicine. Some, like the Comanche, kept their shields carefully protected by a leather cover when not in use, even secreting them in some safe place outside of camp to prevent their being contaminated and losing their power.

note: Sioux Woman is POWER gifting magical power to the Man's war shield. White Buffalo Calf Woman

The buckskin dress, from the artist's own collection, is a very old one adorned with blue and red pony beads, a trade item in earlier times, and tiny bells that tinkle as she walks. From her belt is suspended a knife sheath decorated with porcupine quills and an awl case beautified with beadwork. We honor Howard Terpning

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!

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Tree of Life Run Free, the Living Sacred Breeze, Lakota Seeds

The shadow in the center of light (Holy Ghost stands, Lakota demands)
There is a place inside of me. I wish to sea this tree run free. I am looking for this land, where heaven has the upper hand. Gift the children who long to feel, let it be real, with freedom wheels. Yet as we all understand to bee (dreaming great dreams), we are ONE BIG FAMILY.

Send your blessings in the winds. I will be standing inside this sin. And maybe I will hold a grin, to help you stow away that sin (help you purify in the winds). We shall pray today to save, all the children and miracles this wave. And when we push and shove you home, you will understand the horns (piercing your heart with love). Blow your pipes and sing to me. I will hold you and treasures will be free. I will share my heart for you, we long to feel you in the blue (heavenly blue road of eternal knowledge of the soul to walk holy walking/wakan gold).

I send my treasures in the wheel, all the medicine should heel (stand near you, just call in the winds). And when the spokes come out to speak. Reach into your heart and play the meek (bow down and treasure all the clouds/clowns/smiles even upside down). Showing you the silver lights (of paradise), the cosmic ray of stones delight (brotherhood). And the single most ray you seek, is the light of the holy tweet (singing praise of the heavenly rays). 

Come and share my song with you, to hear all the treasures too/two (beat or syncopate two hearts, greet and meet, exchange the wheat, break bread and share the stories and tales of the day/daze). And when mercy (looking away) won't hold your hands, by God LOVE will understand. I will be here standing like a tree. I will hold you GALLANTLY. I will share my heart of GOLD, because it's RELATIVES, I am told.

When we dream of heaven's plight, we just want to hug the spiritual might. And when it's cosmic snow does burn, we are the sacred holy urn (pipe stem burns the holy lights, the rainbow colors of our sight). Share the smoke and listen to the light, where the rainbow trail shines bright. And with this hand of God in me, I share the most of the holy tree/breeze(where the winds blow, I feel the hands of God, the Great Spirit in each cloud).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings (Lakota Daughter) today for the heart of the single ray (Oneness of All My Relatives), the Lakota Sister Robyn Nelson sings (the shadow in the center of light, the Great Spirit shines), the heart of the holy sacred ring. Holiness David Shooting Star (Dakota Mother), Sun of David (Judah Root Father) moving far. And with this buffalo drum he speaks of the Heart of the holy tweet (birds aiming for your heart, singing songs of magic/majesty/law of love in the breeze/branch strong to hold you). Tree of Life Run Free, the Living Sacred Breeze, Lakota Seeds (sows).

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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.

 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)

Image of many fields streaming by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones, the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 


Relatives of the Rainbow Clan, you and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).  
Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance
(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”


Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
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Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child
Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!

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!

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Sioux Come On Home

Hay (golden fields) my baby. Where have you been? I know you are saving, all of your wind. I know your Greatness, the Song you Sing. If only you would believe it to be perceived (as true, the soul could imbue). Greetings my baby, waiting for you. I gift you my heartache, to feel the sad truth. But I know you need me, to lead you on home. I know you need me, to call you on the phone. Sow listen my child, hear my call in the winds. I am calling out to my baby, the song of the sin. Now we will tuck them, all impure these childs. We will tell them their fortune, love wheeled each child. 

And my beloved, Lakota does stand (hear with you). My Dakota, the wind blows to recommend. And in the Nakota, the wailing song be true, you adore each crashing wave, now love will save you. And Sioux my Great Snake (Spirit of the Lake People), you are the love of God, the Great circle has called you. You are eldest for the job. And heaven is on this blue road, where the soul need purify, in the darkness sow very long, now we are going to learn to survive (with honor and dignity, on the other side, the blue road wide, heavenly preside).

Love will dive from the stars at night. Love will guide us through the plight. As the Elders we will hold their hands, no matter what they did to us, we will understand. And even if they killed us, they did not know the waves, of heaven portraying love all the way. And now we are looking, to bring our souls home. We showed them on the waves, love kept them born. 

Suffer does love know. Suffer for the child. Suffer for the Greatness, the elder walks the extra mile. And all through the cruelty, no shame to be born, because you were the elder, the sacred heart of the storm. Now we are.... Now we are. now we are, talking hold.

We are the Sun Dancers, who tell the story so bold. And it is the love that guided, our smiles each and every day. We gave . . . now it's punish, to those who enslave (you will bow down to LOVE, the LAW, bringing hearts together, in all sorts of whether). And law is coming, from the blue (heavenly) reign of God, you are the child of the red road (earthly), love will show them how. 

We Bow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Lakota) Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Dakota) Drums. Sacred Song Blessing to call out to bring the Great Sioux Nation home, home inside the arc, the bowing Rainbow Clan.


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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!

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Princess Wanaca Shares Her Heart, that We are Never Apart, Where the Red Road Grows!

Tell me a story where the river flows.  I want to be this bold.  Can I rise up and stand my ground? Can I plant my feet down?  I will gift the world for you, because you came to gift your view. Heaven come inside of me this day. I want to learn to play.  Let my spirit run free, blowing over the breeze. And my heart leans on love, where all is sought, like pure rainbows. And if I could gleam in my heart then I know you too could impart.  I will bow down with you this day. Can you feel my love, while I pray?

Give my heart to the winds of time. I will be there also this time.  Where we have gone before we return. Where we flow, we live to earn the gold (happiness). Just stand inside your heart and make it told, for all we need is to help all those in need. Can you stand with me.  I will come to you, when you are failing in time.  I will come to you, when you need a dime (floating cloud on the ground or spiritual assistance).  Just tell the winds that flow, that your heart really knows, it's time for us to begin, the sacred flow where the river grows. 

Inside my heart this day. I open up to show the way.  Lakota (stand up, morning star) come into me, shine for ever and set me free. Let me guide others to the right road. Help me better and be bold. Come to the place I need inside. Can you reach out and find my hide (reach into me). I need you just as much as you need me. I will flow to where you fall on your knees. And when it's time, I'm down below, will you reach down and snow (perfect blessings, each uniquely perfect).  Will your blessings reach me?  I want to share all our hearts that bellow in the breeze. Come sail with the winds, where I fall.  Come grow in the world, we all adore. Now seed your roots in the living tree, grow spirit....ual...ityyyyyyyyyyyyy.

(siren speeds by, warning of the great changes that are coming)

And death (cleansing impure with fire blessings, ashes arise anew) becomes us, you know. We shed off all our (old) spiritual clothes. Throw them in the fire and cleanse all this mire. Come out refreshed and into a healthy nest. Destruction has it's place in time.  And when we don't think, it's all come down to this thin dime (sky and it's fading atmosphere).  There we go to think of new ways, how we can come bow to God and pray.  There is a way for us to survive, where our hearts are learning love at all costs. And it's time for me to hit this road, where the red road grows (law of love plants the seed). 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand.  Sacred Song Blessings from the heart of Princess Wanaca (Flowering Deer Petals - nick name, not heavenly-mission- or earthly-tools of light- name).  All (interpretations by white buffalo calf woman throughout blog to help others understand the star language).

Relative Winona, Spirit's Rainbow Frequency: 4. communicating spirit voice , 3. house united, 2. perfect blessing leads, 1. holy house or joy. Spirit hanging around you, nickname/name used is Winona (meaning first daughter in Dakota, the sky or tears that feed the seeds or blue road of heaven feeds the red road of earth). 

Princess Wanaca's Rainbow Colors: gray, crystal, lavender, orange (heavenly perspective). Heaven reads backwards to us, like the Lakota language. Earth reads from the inside out. Heaven reads from the outside in. I read your colors backwards, perfectly. I will from now on write and read them this way. 1. Orange person, 2. lavender (prince/ss overlay, not all lavender's color wear the crown), 3. crystal, 4. gray (grandmother space where dreams live). From this direction and point of view in perspective is from earth or light. Heaven looks from another point of perspective from the dark.  United Heaven and Earth is dark and light reinforced by love. This is a bond, in the second phase of evolution we lack.  As renegades, our interpersonal relationships did suffer. Now we enter the third phase and we regain, the closeness to Mother, specifically Great Spirit Mother who's love is perfectly true, who gives and gives, regardless of the view. In other words, she always comes when you are in need. However, she leaves dog warriors with you, who in time are untrained in purification acts, who can take over as little children or act like a cruel dog at the front door won't let anyone in.  To stop this from happening, one must offer self as the warrior, be in charge of your spiritual cleansing and in times of need, remember it's only temporary, until you can reach other warriors who can help sustain one's path. Always look to Elders who take the sacred view, law of love on the Red Road, always uniting broken hearts. Always walking and talking true. Always remembering the stars (heaven) in you.

Rainbow Colors Short Interpretation (there is just so much one can share in one letter, attend to the hoops and learn about walking and talking with the Rainbow Clan): Orange (seed, oyate), lavender (crown prince/ss because color is an overlay, gate into paradise), crystal (lesson, love used by other, then treasure), gray (grandmother space). The seed of heaven and earth. 

Orange: A soul elder is orange making lessons very difficult for you, yet knowledgeable to get the job handled. The only eldest soul in all the rainbow colors is red. You are number 2 (orange), the seed, communication and next year, the rabbit year (lunar new year, metal rabbit February 3, 2011), which should be good for you.  

Lavender:  Also you have crystal overlay on the outside, and what others will see first since crystal is clear is lavender, but it's shows as all red (red robe, four colors have a red robe like you), the living fire. You wear a crown, which means, you belong to the people, rather than you belong to yourself. You lose your mind, then return to self (cut off head, need gatekeepers) This also means, you need a drum 20 minutes a day minimum.  And you must bless with fire 8 times a day with a walk about. 

Crystal: Your crystal overlay will gift the lesson, which most people will hate and blame you for, because you are delivering the lesson.  Just trust your body, as it knows what to do (it will just happen, don't get down on yourself, instead be proud, you stood up for the lesson and what is right).  It's up to them to use love, to turn the lesson into a treasure. 

Color combination: Now, red robe (lavender) and orange colors coming out of you. Lessons (red light, red road, law of love delivers treasures to lessons) everywhere you go, just hold onto the sacred rainbow.  Just remember to trust your soul, as this is the answer you seek that knows.  Trust body when giving the lesson, crystal outer overlay, but when it comes to thinking decisions, the oldest part of you, the orange person, will act like a child.  Trust your soul, your heart rather than your body.  If you trust your soul, you are the older person (50 years old soul of wisdom), who gets their way. Just remember, we bow to pray distinguishing who is whom, in the Deer (journey) Clan, in other words, relatives. You are a Deer Person. Ah, in your heavenly name, I'll bet. Sow, my beloved, join us on the hoops visit: iamasundance.info/hoops. And walk and talk with us.  Gift a prayer from your heart for Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy to enter the hoops.

Gray: Grandmother space. Many other songs have shared about gray color. Please visit http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com and use "Gray in the search box" and many will show up.  For a song of your rainbow colors, you must only ask.  These are blessings in the wind. Singing songs are the least time consuming than any other project. Gifting (Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums and I Sing, we are representative of heaven and earth united, the crowned ones who belong to the people and not to ourselves, just like you) prayers is always a delight for us.  Asking is only a call away, I hear you in the wind, however sharing is helpful to the whole clan, the Rainbow Clan. Ask online, to help all the people. A story is shared and walk closer to here, where the heart is near. "I stand" Lakota my heart.

Your House (clansmen, tribe) comes to destroy what is outdated (impure in the wind), to return to spiritual values (sacred and eternal). In the second phase of evolution, we create (armies upon shores) and destroy (renegades on top of the hill).  But in the third phase of evolution, we walk towards (2013), we destroy (warrior purifies) and creates (or sows). This means, we renew. Just like a fire is set to purify a field for new growth, we too must purify with fire for our spiritual well being. What is left (ashes) is the perfect ground to plant the seeds, to grow and harvest for a new year. Without fire purification, the ground takes years to prepare itself for new growth. Farmers have known this throughout time, all over the world. 

If I could sum you up in one line, I would say, that you are the "seed of heaven and earth". Not all seeds blossom, but all get planted. It depends on others to take care of the garden, where love is known. You must only plant the seeds my Flowering Deer (endearing nickname.  The flower unfolds the many pathways and deer is the journey of life.  Deer people are usually ahead of the pack globally and share spiritual awakening with others in their daily life.  If you watch a deer, it's migration peaks while others learn to harmonize with them.  The forest always keeps their eyes open in the Deer.).

"Pilamayo", Lakota greeting and salutation meaning: in Love and Rainbow Colors (luminous and numinous).  True heavenly song meaning: "Traveling over the roads, we find and greet the heart, to know the spirit longs not to be apart, and that's where I long to be with you and me, come let's dance, and fly to eternity", sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother

Beloved Princess Wanaca my Flowering Deer Petals,

Wa-na-ca (wah nah ch-s-a): Interpretation from Sound, Aim Open heaven's embrace voice in the wind.  A flower is the blossoming movement of space and time, the roads we follow, blue, red, yellow, and white. Visit Roads: whitebuffalocalfwoman.net

Always need assistance with the Oglala ('to scatter one's own') language (thank you for filling in with your knowledge). I do not speak or write Lakota (with head, but speak from the heart), however, I do know the words meaning in sounds (one kind of star language interpretation that lives in the wind).  In the event you need to communicate in Lakota, send recordings to me, you can use divshare.com, I can reply verbally in Lakota (not read or write, but can translate it's star meaning), and really any language, the same way.  I need children of the rainbow to help each other, teach each other everything really. Lakota in the heart knows, the quality in sharing.  But the body is a bit handicapped. Children are we. And relying on the heart is a new movement and our spirituality. 

Again, I can speak (any language, soul can do this, not body) and interpret from my heart, just like I sing the world's sacred song blessings, from in the wind. I trust, hear and share as much as I can (especially those from the stars as well as image interpretation). I feel the wind and hear the songs and all things of heaven. I do have to look or read the space, the book of life or path of the river.  And with your crystal overlay, you have some idea of what I am saying. And this must be why I am sharing this information with you. By the way, you need to start to sing, to bring peace.  This is the crystal or crystal overlay power, just trust your heart. Your song was wonderful to sing. I'm working on bringing sound files to everyone, however the problem often is space limitations through email.  But at least divshare.com will get us all started in 2011. I'm telling you this, because the Lakota people are talking to me in the Lakota language. And they need me and I need them, exchange is true love. I include an interpretation for your benefit from a Lakota Brother.

Your rainbow colors and sacred song blessing is included (ask and receive). To receive your heavenly name, you must give a gift to honor self or walk with me and work towards the second hoop (warrior training), while helping others. One way or the other, you must show honor to self.  Then your heavenly name and earthly name will bestowed upon you.  I know that you are the Deer Family. Welcome Home my relative.

Your devoted servant, 
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyes(h)ka or holy interpreter
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Jan 2011 Wanaca wrote: Subject, Omakiya (help me in friendship)  

Dear White Buffalo Calf Woman,
I would be grateful if I could know any of my names or colors; if you feel the need to tell me . I believe I am connected to many of the  things you sing and speak of. I am honored to have found you. My name, Wanaca means flower in Lakota. I believe one of my past lives was as a child. My father was a great wichasha (Wichasha Wakan: Holy Medicine, slang medicine man).  I started my spiritual journey about a year ago. It has been a fantastic journey. Many changes along the way. Much growth has taken place. I believe, we are all connected to each other trying to find our way.
  
Many Blessings with much love!! 
Wanaca
Pilamaya (thank you)     
Hecitu (hecitu yelo or welo, that is true, they-belong-to-themselves)

Sharing from Lakota Brother
Spoken to me in Lakota (interpreted by wbcw , spoken by a Lakota Man (violet person, pipe keeper):
If I take you in my arms, how do I know, I will not come to harm?  I want you to know, the sails in my wind blow.  There seems to be a rushing wind, that gales across the seas.  Will you be there to follow me, when I am down on my knees!

This is what he heard from me: "Aho ................................................................ Aho."

My response.  Aho (may your spirit fly), (hit my heart a couple of times, which signifies, walking the red road.  And took a deep breath, which signifies spiritual flight) aho (may your spirit fly, when your spirit flies, you find your soul, you're on the path of heaven, where we (do) bow, the heart of the blue, royal true, relatives of the sacred bleu, freedom reigns/rains).

A spirit can only fly when it knows freedom. Otherwise, in the spirit world, we are chained down, by shame, unforgiveness and just sin (I see this in so many ways in the spirit world, many times it's literally binding and heaven's songs often say it's "chained to the railings"). We can purify this world, with the fire and water blessings.  The pipe and the inipi both share this sovereign act, towards freedom of the spiritual soul. Those who walk and talk impure, will be reviled or rather cleansed to the bones (law is love and therefore embraced with love, the lesson). But those who are pure of heart, bowing down faithfully for the actions of a grateful life, in all things, will know warmth of the Morning Star (the treasure of a holy garden). This is the sanctuary, the third phase of evolution we enter soon (heavenly darkness and earthly light). The yellow rolling hill in time (blue road cross red road, to become united yellow road), where dreams do come true, when you trust the heart of me and you, the sacred loyal blue. This is the Blue Road of heaven. Learn the four roads (we always start here - blue heart, red embrace, yellow united, white return, whitebuffalocalfwoman.net) and share this knowledge.

(Spoken Lakota translation) With the Lakota words interpretation above, the bow was afterwards. This means, when the lessons come at this person (violet person, holy mountain, high priest and voice of oneness, a Lakota Brother), he does not stand up and offer love (walking towards the broken heart). But he has to receive the lesson anyway and could not detour from it. And it seems that this same lesson, keeps repeating itself. Until the act of forgiveness is gifted
or love is known; recognition of soul self cannot be known and rich treasures can be lost.  If he bowed at the beginning, then all lessons are more easily turned into abundant treasures of the heart, with knowledge and wisdom. The return home is knowing the the blue road of heaven is where we begin. Offer prayers to each other as greetings. Offer prayers throughout the day, because spiritual fitness depends on it. And learning to bow before hand, will save your life.  Then one can trust no harm, will come to you, because only relatives will be all around you (both light of earth and dark of heaven space).
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
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!

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Lakota Rick Two Dog Sings, "It's a Wonder"

It's a wonder, how we came to bee. I can fly away, but where could I sea. I want my heart to feel love again from thee.  Come hold my hand, and fly away with me.  I am the root of all evil that is set free.

Plant that seed of loving life.  Give your heart a home.  Deal with enemies like they are family.  Don't you realize, that they do need thee.  Come children hold me and fly away to sea.

There is a place a Dawning we know. It's coming home now, we can feel it in our toes.  And when the seeds are growing, we'll plant the world with love. There is an opening in the heart that plans above.  There is a place, we call spirit above all.

Now what do you think, God has done with you?  We are the reckoning of all our mistakes and views.  But we are the children, who still need guidance from you. Great Spirits hold onto us, and know we are here to love.  Great Spirits hold onto us, we are here to heal and give.

The sky is above me, yet I can touch the night.  Don't you realize, that God is here to fight.  We are teaching breathren, how to become one blood.  We are the children, who travel the stars.  We are going home now, not too long, I (christ consciousness, oneness) am the cause.

We could be laughing, but we tend to hate.  What can we do now, if we don't plan too late?  I want to tell you, it's prayer that leads the way.  God does fill us, with loving words to say.

Yesterday, I walked along the hill.  I realized it's over (orange rolling hill), and another one to fill (yellow rolling hill).  It's the time of reckoning, to alleviate all sin, if we could realize, it's for all of us to win. 

And my heart, well it's couldn't get any bigger than it is.  I love the children, and dance like I should.  But too many they don't feel like the whisper in the wind.  They long for torture, instead of forgiveness, they could win(d).

Ceremony and prayer, is the guiding way home.  Remember to pray, while you're walking along. Can't you believe it, it's time to go home. I am looking forwards, to another place to roam.  My heart does float on clouds, that begin to wane.  There are the tears, that long to have a perfect home.

Come hold my hand, come dance with a stand.  Give up what you hate most and start to love the land.  Helping your brethren, will pick up the pace home, but if you don't realize, that prayer is key to the storm, they I will be seeing you, in the next time.  I will dream forever, that you will not be so blind.

There is so much to be said, but I know, it's a hard road ahead.  Fire from the sky will light a portal in disguise, and we shall open windows, to far off distant lands, if we can remember, that God is here to command.  And prayer and your blessings, are all that makes the stand. (end)
 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman (crystal, yellow, green, gray, Lakota-Stand, Nakota-Embrace), your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray, Dakota-Wind, Objibwa-Mouth), your Father Red Hand for the Heart of Lakota Rick Two Dog (crystal, orange, aqua, gray, Lakota-Stand, Dakota-Wind).  The Red Road is the Law of Love.
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There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
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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