Sid Sits Between The Trees Shows There Are Lights On Every Rainbow

Image at it's center is a cowboy with a buffalo/ox/horned herd.

Some days I find myself on a hedge (trimmed bush surrounding my garden of paradise). Don't know which wall to place my bets (four directions I lean upon). And I am wondering why I hurt myself. Just to find that I need forgive this place. Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I claim, the place of those who thought they were fame/stars. And I am sure I left my coat check, just to dash away un-kept (did not take the time to be grateful or bless, just wanted to run away from hate). Yet all my life I seek a revenge, now I let it go (forgive this growth). I want to find the rustling snow (crystalline beings of light on the rainbow trail).

*Left: Represents "all about intelligence" (light waves) and how it gets in the way of the heart. Left is the red road full of pits and damages, lessons for all. The Law of LOVE takes hold. However Jokers, clowns and fools are medicine people, who offer us a view, to change too. In order to heal the heart, "how foolish I have become in my part". Love is the way to save. I bow down to this daze/day.

Where I go, my life does find a weave (grandmother dreamspace, fields of dreams). So many to watch and take over pleased. Just don't understand, "We need every man, each woman, child needs a helping hand". Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I claim, witness to all that has been defamed (deflowered/mastered). Just one note to climb out of this hall (stone room), where mercy is not justice at all. Love can rule this place, yet which way can I find the wind that seems sow very cruel upon this waste? Now I tell you it's just a great fight, without anyone winning about the gripe (this is the red road of intelligence, who is better than thee). We are needing refuge from these seas, let us envision the galaxy. Let us envision permanently, that love is the refuge for you and me (unity rather than opposition and on the blue road again, the heavenly winds/wings). 

Lavender (holiness) embraced by Garden

There I look out into the valley below (the river of life). Just want to know if it's all sacred snow (rocks and stones). Which way should I fill up my head (intelligence)? Which way to sail away (to my dream)? I know it's headhunting (path I choose), jokers to the song (heart folds). Look at where we mow, all the green grass is ready to be sown. Yet everyone want to fight and to hate, instead of loving those who got home late. Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I am, visiting each sacred plan, to learn about the mortality of man. Listening to the waves. Listening to the seas. Hear I am, stuck inside of my own hands. I am trying to listen to my soul that commands. Yet as I sit here looking for this gold, my dreams just want to take hold. 

Heaven understand me, heaven plan a refugee who lands in the middle of the sand, with all those stones in my hands. And together the right (heavenly blue road of sound) and the left (earthly red road of color), will meet and greet as if we all did slept (awakened from a long slumber). Jokers to the left of me, Clowns to the right, now I am going to get healed upon my heart, when the clown (kachina/medcine) knows it's religious part. Heal all the people down on the land, where they need loving hands. 

Clowns on the right of me. Jokers on the left. Here we go, flowing to and fro. Now I have got it, it's bowing straight (wiggling to and fro/wave like, just like rowing a canoe, to flow straight ahead). I am a skater who isn't late. I am speeding down the track. And I don't have any tact/tack (horse tackle allowing me to ride and hold onto my soul, have not learned to sing yet). Sow I am going to find all those seeds (of LOVE) and plant them down to stop all our enemies. Seeds grow up big and strong, fasten all around and hold man down upon, the lands that are seed/ed, to become the wasteland that breathes (finally grows up, because it was tended by hands who cared and was aware, love did knead the growth).

Violet colored Texas Sage Hedge

And when we understand this goal. Then we can find the way to solid gold. And our dreams will all be tethered in our hands (united together). And the reins will be shut away as told (directing others about), yet we will be like children needing a scold (still needing direction, this is why a Great Circle heals and bellows out to find the gold, wisdom that was told, tales that showed). Sow (plant those seeds of love) just if you don't understand. We need all of human man. We need all of the children who sow. We need all of the animals that glow. And when all is back to seed, we need you and me, just in time to watch it all grow. Just in time to shuttle to and fro. Just in time to wander with a face that is shining all over the place. 

Lavender hedge

Smiles to the left of me, Healers to the right. I can say with pride, all those Jokers and Clowns did not hide. They made me look straight ahead, until I could find a way to listen to my head (to be proud of myself). There I had a witness, listen to the heart and that's the way I go, down into the heart of gold. Yes, that's the way I go, just to hold you real close. Yes, that's the way I go, to know you need me to show, all the forgiveness this world need heal/heel, to make us all part of this wheel. Clowns to the left of me. Jokers to the right. Hear I stand, waiting for mortal man. Here I stand, to make amends all over this land. Here/hear I stand, the hoops will beam over this land.

Let us pray, all will be healing rays. I bow down with my rays. Heaven help us all be saved.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings from the heart of Relative Sid Sits Between The Trees . This is her Sacred Song Blessing. Relative Sid is a violet child, teaching everyone how to forgive a cruel world, in order for all our enemies to find refuge in the arms of heaven.

Relatives, Often I find a few words from old songs that ring similar to the Sacred Song Blessings. This one passage, "Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here I am, Stuck in the middle with you" is a message sent from God (voice of relative Sid, the violet child), where we are all stuck in the middle between the trees (leaning on each other), learning how to fly free, with our hearts that offers to us liberty. We find that healing rays of light, helps heal the stuckness and gathers others together to slip on through, like a slipstream, all the rows aligned and glows. It's amazing, how each child of the rainbow has so very much to teach the rest of us. We bow with our Relative Sid, the violet child/pipe keeper/high priest who shows us that blessing, forgiving and healing this land, will make LOVE rule this land.  

White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder of the Rainbow Clan

Stuck In The Middle With You - Stealers Wheel
http://youtu.be/DohRa9lsx0Q (Lyrics enclosed)

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do,
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place,
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor,
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us

in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

  

New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM

 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!

A Place Inside Our Hearts

There is a place inside our hearts, we beat (heartbeat of the sacred drum) to know the sacred spark (fiery of rainbow colors). How is the time to quell/quill (satisfy/written)? How is the well inside to swell? Our hearts need some company, loving hearts inside that bleed (suffer for others). You and me upon this world, come and share it's all a heard/herd. 

Waking rainbows just in time, look at what we share and wine. We are tears of loving wake, just in time to consume and quake (fill ourselves up with great knowledge). There is a will inside of you, the great soul that seeks the blue (heavenly relations). There is a shadow of heavenly bliss, inside the heart of what we mist/missed (the place of the sacred breath).

There is a time when all is blind (unknowing), waking to rainbows such is a chime (harmonize). Listen to the winds and call our names, just in time to feel the wane (heavenly bow). I call to you, my brother k/new.  I call to you, where love is true. I call to you, come feel the reel (pulling you in), the calling out of the heaven's spill.  All our tears flow, just for us to wake up this show. All we need dew is stand up for the heavenly blue. Relatives need our hearts, we must bow and impart, the heaven's glory in all we dew. Come my brother it's inside of you.

Sisters all over this land, we are going to where it's sand (times in the hour glass). Crystalline stone river, where you thought you were left behind, now we call you, to make it's all sublime, true blue of the heart that longs for love to impart. We are waiting for your hands. We are waiting for heaven's reprimand. We are calling out to you, just in time for the heavenly blue/blew. Whoo hoo ......:::::::....... (a wave).

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. A Sacred Song Blessing for the Winds today. Aho, may we all learn to bow and pray!

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

From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 

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

 

  

 

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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!

Grandfather Debby (bee) Heart of the Loom, Sacred Song Blessings Here We Go Zoom!

Bear is the Star of Heaven, united four directions,
white light. Hear we find the Star plunged within
 the heart of the world, the Blue of me and you
 (relatives),  the light upon earth, reflection!

three treble beats (joy of music) and one base beat (along the red road).

The sound music hits my soul. I want to be the ever glow.  Where do you go, in the night, when so many are full of spite? I need you sow (bury me in a whole, the embrace of heaven will know).  Don't you know.  I need a heart, that lives and grows. Come walk with me.  To feel the breeze. God fill me up, with heaven's snow (crystalline stones, are the sacred structure of protection, the blessing, the Star of David. The perfect snowflake with six points, on top of the mountain the eagle flies, bringing clouds, to purify).

Glory to the shining sea (blue road, the heart of you and me). I want you to believe.  God is greatness if you conceive, the heart of forever, in the breeze.  Do you know, the heart that bleeds? (follows the Red Road)  Do you care for other's need?  Don't you want to know the flow, the greatness of the everlasting flow (that glows)?

We are here to come again. Feeling all inside the winds.  Hearts do know, where we go, when we flood, a beloved light show.  Haven't you felt the sky?  I wonder, if you live on alibis.  Do you care for anything?  I want you to begin, to learn again.

There you go down the flow, the rushing river it does grow.  A heart that's pure, we do know, because it shines forever's glow.  And my heart does always sing.  I am a rushing spring (offering gifts of love, drink from my heart).  Fill me up, with God's love. There I stand to feel it's heart.

Down upon the rocky shore (crystalline stone river).  It's a place that we adore.  Can you find a healing wind?  There we go, again we sin!  If you look inside of me.  I will show you how to please (fire blessings relieve all disease, upon the red road).  Don't you find, the soul inside?  I am a heart on the merry go ride (evolution).

We are part of everything.  It's a way to learn and bring.  We are singing in the wind.  Don't you feel my heart again?  We could find a melody, if we learn and search for thee.  It's time for us, to live again, deep inside a soul does win(d).

(space heavenly grace)

Can't you feel the heart of (the) soul?  I am here to love this glow. We are on a magic carpet ride, when we trust all God provides.  And there we are dancing in the sky.  There we are (my heart, I clench my chest, tears do flow) looking onward, without alibis.  We are greatness, no more sin. It's time for us, to live again. (tears do flow, breathing slow).

(catch my wind)

Take the time, to learn of love.  Find a way, to fit like gloves (perfection of the embrace).  We are going for a ride, down the shoot (chute or like roots), God is pride (stand up tall, like the tree of life you are). There we go, to feel the winds (branches and leaves, feel the breeze, relatives of you and me).  Down below, such glory begins (within).  Don't  you feel the warmth inside?  It's a heart, full of pride.

We are longing forever deer.  We are going, without fear (sacred walk and talk).  Don't be lonely anymore. God is here, feel the winds without fear.

Dance with me, forever this day.  We are going out to play (to know joy again, shout and play).  Miracles walk this way, when we believe in all they say!  Don't you feel the heart inside?  Don't you feel, it's our pride?  We are children God gifted this day.  We are going home, hooray!

Magic (believe and faith in a miracle, instant healing, beyond physical parameters, sublimation, skips a state, to become, faith) is forever, suns. Magic is always felt undone. But it's healing that we feel, when we trust the magic wheel. And miracles find a way, to penetrate all we say.  it's a wondrous feeling inside, when we know, God is pride. Fill me up wiht your love.  Drink from heaven, kingdom come.  We are going home real soon, just be ready to bloom (tears of joy, breathing, riding hte waves).

Dancing with you, my heart does sing (tears of joy).  Dancing with you brings in spring (the swelling heart, that feels true love).  And I need your love today.  Going down (bow), come on let's pray (tears of joy).

There you are standing over there.  So much pain, but if you dare (offer blessings for God in the wind).  Find a glisten inside of you.  Listen to the heart of screw (evolutions spiraling, to know love inside, it's the law).  And when we trust the living winds.  We are going home without sin (blessings relieve all pain).  All is sacred if we trust, walking hand in hand on this dust.

Come be faithful to eternity. Come and hold the heart of me.  I will dance with you in the snow(blessed six points of perfect flow).  I will listen while you glow.  And if love is near your heart. you will feel all impart, the sacred dance, that lives in you. Come my children find a view (dreams come true).

Come my children dance for few (three, joy).  Come my children divinity.  Come my children, I await. Be good my darling, we are on a stake (perfection on the cross, the sacred box, the blessing that sets us free, the suffering we do for love). And if you ride the merry go round, you will find, all the clowns (healers who suffered for you, medicine people).

Can't you hold the heart of thee?  I want you to know, glory bee (impossible dreams come true).  And my soul does shine within, when I know, you are without sin.  But if you don't know your way. I will hold you and start to pray.  I will gift a heart of a loom, to treasure all that God does bloom.  I will forever, be in debt to you.  Because we need each other to resume.  We need each other, to grow and bloom.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums.  Sacred Song Blessings for the Heart of Grandfather Debby Heart of the Loom. Her rainbow colors are White (Grandfather light/flight), Blue (heart of the world), Yellow (dreamer), Gray (Grandmother dark/space). 


Grandfather Debby Heart of the Loom.  Grandfather, Rainbow Dreams, it's what we all do seem, the beginning of a brand new life, where we come and go, without thinking twice.  Safe and secure is the humble wave, to long upon a stream, where you grow.  I call you the "Heart of the Loom" (grandmother's love, her husband grandfather, the rainbow's (children) dream. the weaving machine, not the weaver, like grandmother, you provide her, with what she needs, the heart of the answer, so others will believe), because you tend to pick up the broom. You are the weaving of yesterday, not tomorrow, but bringing back all that we say (building). This is why you study yesterday, sow we don't forget all that we do and say, but bring the stories home to kingdom come, translating all, so they will come home!


Blue and Yellow  overlays seems to appear Green, the spiritual embrace or feminine appearance.  Given name Grandmother White Horse Spirit Dancing with Birds or Weaves the Web or the Children, which is not really Grandfather Heart of the Loom, but offers the appearance of or the reflection of heaven.  Her rainbow colors are all three (white, blue, yellow) male colors. This is a very masculine (spiritual Grandfather and overlays) and feminine appearing (physical Grandmother). Grandfather Heart of the Loom's mission in life, the focused (male) soul, heart of the song, while the the female (flesh) offers law of love, the physical embrace (red road - law of love) or the step of the journey, like a physical Grandmother she is (boy and a girl). This too is why she creates dream-catchers for relatives, representing the weaving of the loom, the heart, rather than the destiny of persuasion.  She is the worker of dreams that come true.  Many times, native elders (readers or iyeskas), don't read the right thing, because they are reading, earthly lights (perspective as a flesh child, soul elder), rather than the dark, because they are children, the twin (red man), who reads our walk (red road, the law of love) rather than our talk (blue road, the song). 

Making wonderful in the wind.  Come to claim the soul, within, to shine again.  All those who see a female inside, need think twice rather than hide, because here we are, the perfect part, united at last, our souls to our flesh.  And like me and you, who are men (souls) inside (You grandfather light -Grandfather Heart of the Loom-, blue and yellow too - appears green.  Me -White Buffalo Calf Woman- grandsun crystal, green and yellow too), the soul says, we are going to rage and provide a sky, to the children below, the perfect rainbow do need our love, we come to embrace them all (female bodies). 


What is often red, is the way, you live your life, but I can see, you are the reflection they hold. This is the vision of you from others, Grandmother White Horse Spirit Dancing with Birds or Weaves the Web or the Children for them so bold.  Just so you know, you are Grandfather light, the star from heaven, and that's why the bear, the great united four directions, white light.  By the way, great image I have to say of the Bear.  They were close as Grandmother and Grandfather walk hand in hand. 


You see, the white is the color you inspire, humbleness of a child (baby always makes you smile).  The horse is the soul, that rides and you go to heaven and back as fast as you think, right. I know, it's the breath, that you ride.  Spirit dancing, where that's the movement, you share the spin, going up and down again.  Birds show us, who to move in flight, the sacred soul that emerges, the flight, we are in delight.  You don't really weave, like Grandmother does (gray), but you flow fluidly, back and forth, through the many lives, the Heart of the Loom, Grandfather light. 


Heaven is upon us, heaven is home.  Heaven is greater, than any loom.  Heaven is wisdom.  Heaven is greatness.  Heaven is leading us back to the stakes (where we stand our ground for love).  Heaven has finally found a home! You see, no accidents my deer (journey of life), but winds of time, bringing you home to chime (freedom).  And you are needed on the hoops, this day, when you bring humbleness and teach us all to pray. 


Teach our Relatives Fire blessings to save their days, and turn them into Sun Dances today, read here http://www.whitebuffalocalfwoman.org/blessingsandprayers/creatingsacredspace/fireceremony

Please read about rainbow colors White (Grandfather light/flight), Blue (heart of the world), Yellow (dreamer), Gray (Grandmother dark/space) at http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com where you can enter colors into search box on page. There is not interpretation here for rainbow colors or interpretation of the heavenly name.  Please request again, for these items. If you have more questions, email me at whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com 

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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!

Sister Teresa Does Bring Us Glory in the Shadows and Our Fears

image: heavenly stars, a butterfly moves between realms with the wings of heaven


Hold me closer, tell me how? Do I long to bee proud?  Take my wisdom, eternally bring my shower down (with me).  Tell the heaven's I return to bring me tears on home (rainbow).  A river flows a majesty for God always holds. 


Watch me, tell me where we flow walk hand in hand.  I will show you a river's flow (heaven), down along the land.  Catch the sunrise (sacred morning star dreams are born) let me shine, a rainbow land appears (shared united).  Watch over you .  I long to understand. 


Tell my brothers (earth, light), "sisters rule" (heaven, dark).  We are coming home to land.  There we shed all our hearts.  There we shed our blood. Wake up to the morning! (holy dreams) Don't you understand. I have much to hold me brother. Wake up to the land (rolling hills in evolution).  Watch me understand (folding of heaven and earth, compassion).


There is overload inside of me, explode to another shore (heavenly realms upon earth).  How can we long to express our hearts if we don't understand?  Can't you feel (express the heart).  Can't you say (express your soul).  Can't you look in my heart (exchange and love).  I will guide you to another shore (heaven upon earth), that's where brother stands (over rolling hills in time), that's the heart of man. 


Tell me sister (heavenly soul) watch over me, crossing over to you (sliding down the rainbow to brotherhood).  Tell me sister, the river flows always eternally (crystalline stone river).  Always a river flows.  Always eternally (returning home). 

Sung by white buffalo calf woman, elder crystal, yellow, green, gray, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter for the heart of Sister Teresa (magenta, rainbow, blue, gray) knows the heart of the people, requested by Brother Tom (magenta, golden, violet, gray).

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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!

Larry Whispering Feathers Flies In the Clouds, Where Heaven Emerges!

Image: As Dragon Larry Whispering Feathers is here to devour the old ways of impureness, with purification of fire, to bring in the new ways of Golden Brotherhood, where our souls take flight on strands of rainbow waves glistening in the sun.  Yellow is the middle spectrum of light that binds all things together and this provides us with a reality of the dream, where the golden light leads.

It's winter in here (inward to the river of the souls). And it's so very still. And I want to share, the story of how we fell (down the rainbow from heaven).  From the sky above to light, (light) a rainbow full of delight.  Come to me, whisper in the breeze.

There you chill in the winter air, folding all that is near. Watching holding all that spring will endure, inside of your open air.   I am, the beholden sea. Take my heart and land the breeze.  I am golden light, without any plight, when I dream across the breeze (soul's flight), the holy place for me.

Winter land.  A place I stand. Here I come to hold your hand.  You are flowing in the crystalline snow, there you glow in winter land.  I hold your hand, and understand.

WE ARE ONE.  Can't you speak it out, thunder rolling across the tundra with an open heart.  all that breeze and light, it sheds open a heart of delight, where heaven emerge, into the heart of converge.

Open roads, where we tarry forth.  I say, it's the golden light of glory we emerge. I tell the song, or righteousness.  I hold the sword to bend the wind (severing ignorance).  I am the glory of rainbows, even in my sin.  But glory does fade, if I don't remember to pray.  Pray with me. Hold the breeze. Whisper please. follow me. I am here to hold the winter wonderland.

Crystal bridge, come hold my hand, be the rail (spectrum rainbow with crystal rail, or christ consciousness or perspective of Oneness, Godly), that sets me free.  Let me ride the rainbow delight down there, where my golden hair (brotherhood of the golden light) will set me free.  I will set you free, don't you feel it in your knees, bend down and pray with me, come and hold out all that disease.  Army of God, it's inside of me (rainbow warriors of prophecy).

(talking) Stop telling me what to do (I will trust myself instead).  I have so much I must follow in the flue (the raging crystalline rock river of the blue of you and me).  But you don't get the story straight, you think I am without a trace.  Don't you think that golden hair is the fleece* (the soul flies on the rainbow pathways of the hair) that you should wear (brotherhood). It's the guardian of David's tomb (protector of King David's resting place, born again from within the darkness, the children of light, shall lead the army of God, the rainbow warriors of righteousness, in order that you may shine bright), it's the heart of all heirlooms (beloved children of God, generation to generation).  (end talking)

Take my wind, and let blow.  Feel my heart and know it glows, let us vacuum up the show, and bellow forth and create a north (where light hits the people and ignites, the purification process).

Witness wonderland, I have come to stand. Guardian (protecting brotherhood) of the fleece (rainbow colors where we soar over rolling hills, the waves of delight when we sing our hearts out), where there is no disease (brotherhood is known). I have set my feet to the raging warrior's beat (through all plight, I will endure, to command the soul to emerge, within my rainbow robe).  I have set my sails to gate (gait, walk this way, into the heart, open door) around the world.

Bellow forth, it's the north, where the light begins to glow.  Know your heart is where we feel and impart, the mission of what is in a Rainbow, the covenant that we all know.  Dance with me, hold the breeze, where tundra touches the light (of heaven, the stars) and unite, blind our sight (Aurora Borealis).

Jump one two three, catch up with me.  Look where we go, down the mighty slope.  Here the storm can be grand, on top of the mountain's land, but I am the mighty Norse (sails the blue seas as a great warrior, conquers, destroys, feasts, as we need destroy the old ways of living to bring in the new ways of brotherhood), who comes to take my stand.  Fire billows from me (dragon who purifies), can't you see so far in the breeze, I light a sword (severs ignorance) to tell me it's home, to shine like a battle just won.  One two three, catch my knees, pray with me and fight with loving leaves (relatives).  Bring us home.  Listen to the tomes (tune, volumes, divisions or listen to the heart of your brothers and sisters, different but perfect like you).  There we go, down a flow, the crystalline road.

Begin to grow, springtime (dreams of brotherhood) I await your show!

Sung for Larry Gates Whispering Feathers (aqua, green, yellow, gray), 

realization of the dream.  Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person (crystal, yellow, green, gray), wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter and sacred drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person (lavender, yellow, aqua), living fire of purification, our Holiness.

*golden fleece: a prince listens to a relative (Oak branch), and the relative spoke travel the seas. A true heart can be turned golden. In this story of Jason and the Argonauts, this was the most beautiful object ever seen on earth.  It hung upon the Oak Tree in a sacred grove (family, relatives together), where it had now been kept for many years, and was the envy of mighty kings, who had nothing as magnificent in any of their palaces. This story tells us that the golden heart of brotherhood is the highest treasure of all the land, where it flows to and fro, like the great oceans waves we journey in our hearts. 

you can read the whole story here http://ancienthistory.about.com/library/bl/bl_goldenfleece.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 (star of david)!

Sheila Feels the Rivers's Edge, Where the Heart Grows and Knows!

Can't you feel the river's flow, the edge where all does know.  I come to hold you inside my heart, where all does move and grow.  Where do you go, when the voice gets low, the place of those, who move into despair, but my heart, will flow and go, to find you inside the heaven's flow.

Christmas came and went this year, but I know you are still out there.  And with a new year coming home, I hope to see you in the rivers flow.  The stream of life is where I go, to greet and meet, the souls of life and you my relative, is where I go, when I am down inside the snow (stone crystalline river of perfection).

I come to you, to know the truth, to beg forgiveness in all you do, to find the love you seek inside, to bring the heart up and alive. We are receiving all we know, the souls of heaven stream and flow, up over the rolling hills we go, to find the heart of all that knows.

There you go inside the stream, where the fish jump and find relief.  And I can open your heart again, if you remember to sink and swim. We are part of heaven's door, the place we go, when noone knows, but if you look around, you will find, the many souls, who come to hide.  You are not alone, no, not at all, but surrounded by the romantic love, and we are here holding you, inside your darkness, inside your blue.

Many hearts, come to seek and cling, to the deep blue river's edge, and we can call upon the spirits high,above the great big sky.  And when we are done feeling blue this day, we open our eyes and look at the mighty display, the golden sun, that rises each day, to bring us home to paradise.

Can't you sea, the heart of me, the palace where the Kings do meet.  And we are going to be this place, the calling of brotherhood, that's goodness sake.  We don't think that God will disappear, but we will faith in all we do, because the change of a time time is near, over rolling hills and into the blue (the heart of me and you).

Don't walk away, don't look outside, but inside your heart, to stay alive, because darkness comes to bring heaven home, where all is abundant on all the farms.  The paradise, we long to feel, the place God brings us rolling hills, and we can find the river's edge, when we seek abundance in all we say.  When we seek hearts, that know the way.  When we choose love to lead the way!

Aho (may your spirit fly), my love is here to stay, inside of you and all we say.  And when it's time to weave a noose, the goose will lay a golden egg, the heart of those, who lead the way, because we all sing and pray, to dance again another day.  We are united, when we pray, along the River's edge!  Along the River's edge, to find the stone of river songs, to bring us home to where we belong. I pray my heart will know the way, into the valleys (shadows of heaven), into the days (light of sunshine plays).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, the sacred heart song of Sheilia Canada, Star 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!

Debra Swelling Mountain Calling, your Song of all Songs, the Song of the Heart

The love of dawning comes to spring, the day of coming home is never end.  And I want you to always know, that I am here forever to glow.  We are going home to know, that love will always help us grow.  And we can open the portal doors, when we choose love and help us grown.  My darling, come home to me, help me lend you all to see, the heart of magic is here to be, the one who comes to gift you the keys.  Open your heart and you will sea, the glowing light of liberty.  And I wish you could understand, the helping law of God's demand.

We are here to be in love, the place of knowing, the place of doves.  And when we choose to walk away, then we don't learn how to walk or play.  Gift to me, the song of love.  Gift to me, your ever longing dove.  And I will be here with your heart, the song of angels will gift you the start.  We are dancing in the light, the place we hear, the place of delight.  And when you come home, wait and sea, the heart of me, the heart of thee.  We are going home, my love, can't you see?  We are going home to Angels who are free?  And when we come to your open door, then all will be the open hoar. (Sometimes called frost, hoar is a layer of ice crystals formed between the ground and snow cover by sublimation.  This is complete, absolute utterance of the perfect crystalline unity of many of the Oneness, the voice of the song as the embodiment of Oneness where there is no separation between the soul and the flesh, as we can skip the step in the lessons as in conflicts, this makes all easier to find joy!  A place upon the green grass of Earth and where the Clouds of Sky float by, like heavenly Angels.  Here we live in peaceful bliss, protected from the harsh elements of transformation or suffering and conflict, where the perfect crystalline river flows again! Also known as sugar snow, the sweet river of knowing, the journey of the heart, the tears of joy. This often comes when we have characteristics of age, especially having gray or white hair often called hoary, the signs of wisdom, the Yellow Way, the steps that take us into Brotherhood, the Golden Age!)

Days come home to me and let me in, the place of longing, the place without sin.  And I am looking forward to that day, when we come home and learn to play.  And I know you will always be, the heart of trumpets who long to sea, the song of Angels who lift their voices high, to be inside of the permanent sky.  Don't you look at any other ways, but it will be here yesterday.  And tomorrow will bring us home this way, because we know that God is here to stay.  There is longing, there is hope.  There is constant overlook, because we don't think of things that soar, because we know and are open to more.  This is where we learn to dance, to sing on top of mountain tops, and we can find a new way home, when we go home to dance and sing again.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
Heart Song of Debra Swelling Mountain Calling, the Song of All Songs!

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In a world filled with adversity the unicorn symbolizes all that is pure, gentle and loyal. She travels to all corners of the earth, with blankets of flowers springing up wherever she treads. She helps those who are sick in body or mind with a touch of her healing horn. She weaves a special magic to influence our hearts to do good, and to give us the desire to help others, and fill us with joy at the beauty of our planet.

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