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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Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Turtle Island and the Buffalo Robe of the Rainbow Clan


All my Relatives, Colors are about the "buffalo robe". everyone wears one including you. The first inner most color is your child color. I am a crystal child, because my buffalo robe is crystal, yellow, green, gray. Native American's have long been giving Native American NAMES, describing these rainbow colors. We are just learning about the "buffalo robe" because we have entered a new era in time, the third phase of evolution, the "yellow rolling hill in time", just this January 1, 2014, which many call the "valley of the darkness". Really it means, we must be guided with our spiritual heart to find our ways or waves, these frequencies are what colors vibrate to and make us feel too. Learning to cleanse these colors or vibrations, heals ourselves and others. This is why prayer is sooooo very important. I hope you take a look on the "blessing page" I send this url guide you alonghttp://www.whitebuffalocalfwoman.org/blessingsandprayers/creatingsacredspace/walkabout. I love you and I know it is not going to be easy, when so many are ignorant about the spiritual nature of things, but it's our duty as RED children, the DAUGHTER NATION to guide the whole clan, the Rainbow Clan, all things seen, unseen or felt in the universe. We are all Sun Dancers (buffalo robe, red road, sole), learning to be Holy Ghost Walkers (blue road, soul). So get your dancing shoes on and sing to the drum and let it go, let your heart cry out. Let the world know, it's time for a change, no more FRAUD, no more SHAME, no more BLAME, for LOVE as arrived and HEAVEN IS in CHARGE and WOMAN has come home to lead all of mankind, the way towards their own hearts. Together we will save the world all my Relatives. I will be here to sing and dance and gift the romance of loving tears that need a cheer, because sundancers everywhere who hold to the true are seeking the holy ghost walking inside of me and you. And in the heavenly seas, we will find there are no more need for enemies. We will find company, loving vibrations of the seas, where all are FAMILY, divine and shine. I love you. White Buffalo Calf Woman on the chew (digesting for yous/ewes, all the lambs of Godly, moral character, true blue heavenly knews). Elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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Twindeermother Whitebuffalocalfwoman posted to Turtle Island profile (Band)
Relative, the Turtle is all about LOVE, not vengeance. Forgive my family, forgive. I send blessings and love to your heart sow you can find your part, the spiritual awakening inside of you, when you could fly on through and happiness is the glue. I love you. Twin Deer Mother sends love to you, to wash all that fear a wave!
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  • Twindeermother Whitebuffalocalfwoman Alight FromWithin posted to Jewela Gros

    Rainbow Mother Jewela, I bow....There is a day in the winds of time that bind. Every child to the Rainbow Mother who smiles. And with all that lingers deep in our hearts. It's time to begin and start. Sow we pus
    h love deep into our hearts and spring forth a grand knew part, when heaven washes clean over me, to bring home all of the trees. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today, to bring in sunshine all the rays. And when times seem down and out, remember to gift a great big shout. Let the thunder roll inside of you. Let the world know it's time to be blue (relatives to all things). And when we sing happy thoughts today, our Rainbow Mothers will feel our rays. Turtle Island arrived in a wave, to bring in heavenly tears divine. And we have included every shore, to sing happy every store (enough for everyone). Whitebuffalocalfwoman sings it true, because I find heaven in you. My beloved Jewela (Jewela Gros) that sings rain, remember rainbows always glow!
  • Pte San Win Wbcw Relatives, "My beloved Rainbow Mother that sings rain, remember rainbows always glow in the refrain" (sacred song blessings, the lullabies). Rainbow Mothers always know the song we need to hear from her heart to ours to comfort us upon Turtle Island, the lands where all is the sound, heartbeat of the feet in the sands. Your devoted Crystal Sun sings, all the sacred rings!
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There is a land where we command to bring in hopes and dreams. We are joining all the hands across this world. We are bringing in harmony to fulfill. Every statement that is revealed of love that great big seal. I want to know of more than worshiping. I want to know how to adore. I want to explore. 

Everywhere I go, the hands of God, come tumbling down upon this sod. And all the moons and the suns that gift eternity. That's what lives in the breeze. Come trail with me across the sky where all the buffalo robes tingle the wide. All those colors that proclaim, love is the name of the game. We are beholden. We are chosen to become the holy people inside of you. 

There is a place where heaven shines upon these seas, where the Turtle Island wants to be more than pleased. A place, a home, a divine sacred throne (on top of the tree, a halo, a belief, a great dream). We are together again, when we start to become the relatives in the winds. Share your heart with me today. Let me sing your songs in the rain. And rainbows will give away, all that you needed today. When you are down and out and troubled, remember to call upon the Holy Eagle. To walk sacred and true, that's what we long to view. It's time for me and you to join us there, where the blue road comes down to star/stare/dream.


We can always find a cushion to break our land deer. Yet inside we are full of hardships learning how to become clear. When heaven shines upon this rainbow, where colors bind our souls, then we will become beholden to the sacred living swells. Inside of my heart today, I send my prayers out in the waves. I send my love to you in this song. And Holiness David helps you run along, where the sky and the trees will feel, all that is real, the winds upon our heels. 

It's time to choose love. It's time to move this grounds of time. It's time to make us sacred wine, the tears of love binding us to the sands. We are chosen to become, the greatness of everything upon the land. We are human caretakers of this Turtle Island we share. And when everything is fruitful. And everything is glare. And everything is wonder, then magic will be our shell. And when we don't know of happy, we sing and dance for a spell, then we will become the living treasures, the waiting of the sacred sails. I fly with you across this view. I fly with you in this heavenly knews. I fly with you across these seas, from heaven to earth I feel your breeze. Love lives near your heart today. I can feel your heart rays. I can feel the waking of time, learning exactly how to chime, exactly how to bind, to bring us all together, weaved into this sacred weather. It's all about the view, the dream state that we knew, now it's time to shine true, the sacred meaning of you.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you today to bring in happy whether no matter which way. And love fill your eyes, like stars in the night. I send love to you wherever you view. It's time to bend, walk over to the wind. It's time to shine, sacred living divine. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand got us this far. He protects this sacred earth, the Turtle Island and it's girth, the soul within him flies to get on top of the tree of the wise (throne). Then all is happy again. All is waking in the wind. All is going to begin, where harmony forgot about the sins. And we lay down our hearts to bring all the sacred parts together again, together in the winds, together against all this sin, together we will win. 

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Join us at Hoop 6 (Stepping Stone) - Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! "I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World" 



All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!
New  moon Schedule
January 1, 2014 Dawning with the Suns
January 30, 2014
March 1, 2014
March 30, 2014
April 29, 2014
May 28, 2014
June 27, 2014
July 26, 2014
August  25, 2014
September 24,  2014
October 23, 2014
November 22, 2014
December 22, 2014

Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
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. We have entered the Dawning (re/birthing). We start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014) has begun. 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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Pray With Elders around the World
Image by Aunt 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! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Monday, January 23, 2012

Singing in the Breeze, All Those Boys On Their Knees!

Let the boys out, the rainbow colors that they shout. Come hang in the garden of love, for I know you gift the hug. Share all the things we swing, from vine and limbering we sing. We are devoted to true, the circle of love that is imbued.

Hear, woof, woof, woof, the warrior who knows the hood. For he is ruffled and rare, the place that is uncompared. All those colors that swim, inside the sacred wind. And we are genuinely rare, the place we save there. Come let the boys out, they are the ones who will shout, come glory let me ride that wave, to a sacred daze.

We are the wolves that ride, all those cares we abide. Who is rougher than the next, because love will pass the test. Can you see, it's true, you and me who are imbued. Love can shine upon this world, the place of God will be stared. A vision of true that ensues, the company of the wolves (rainbow warriors of prophecy) that knew.

Rhythm and soul abide, to scare us into the pride (clan).  Because we need to share a w/hole within, where we fall down because of sin. But it's the place of whims, we need to solidify the grim, to bring us all back to one place, the state of radiating grace.

True love comes when we stand our ground, upon the sacred sounds (blessings in the winds, prayers that begin to resolve all that confounds). It's love that rules and reigns, there is no other gain. And if you think you are right, just think about other peoples plight, then you will walk towards their pain, even if they are to gain. We are the woof (woven together) in the hide (skin of the rainbow), those who weave and abide. We bring cheering on the run, for we are only just begun.

Let all those boys out (rainbow colors, our buffalo hide), to protect the world with their shout, but let them remember who rules, that love is the caring tool. And when things all go wrong, we are not bothered by a sun, because they need to grow, up inside of solid gold.

Brotherhood will let us wind, when we learn about the sin. We can only find our way, if love is used in play. When opposition arise, remember it's blessings that surmise. And we fight for love that rules, nothing else will be a tool. Woof, woof, woof, woof, the dogs who know it like they should. Touch the brother who is grim and teach them to bow again.

We are true to the heir of those who laugh together and share, for God is in each and everyone. We all live with the sun. Can you feel the boys in the winds, all those rainbow colors that need to wind. They are looking for some pride (proud to be who they are, the greatness, a star of heaven that presides within them, a light from within, the sun dancer), but don't know which wave to ride. If you stand there and let them go, you won't know about what's told. We need protect each and everyone, because they need to know their own sacred sun (soul within).

All those boys who que (hang together), to the laughing of a tool (rainbow colors in dance), engraving their souls to love, instead of seeking to shove. But when it's time to fight again, we will fight and always win/d (fighting to bring back love with blessings). We are children of the sun, grateful and on the run. Over sailing seas we flow, just like a rainbow show. There we find a will to prize, those who are willing to bow and ride, all those waves of heavenly true, that's what love does imbue.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings

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!

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Jeff Siegfried (Roar of the Buffalo Horn) Battles for the Golden Rule, Where Heavenly Gates Appear!

There are sailing shores to sea (vision of the heart). I am open to all of the breeze. Come walk with me today. I will show you the way. Making honey out of bumble bees, thinking always it's what it seems. Don't you stop and listen to this hum, it's a place, where we begun.

There are days, when I don't want to get up. When so many don't think of drinking from their cup (spiritual cup of gratitude). It's a golden world, when we do swirl (evolution bound). Thank you for filling me up.  It's time to listen to this cup (god's heavenly soul, blowing in the wind, contents of a cup).

And if you must walk away, just remember, my heart will pray.  I will think of golden waves, that find your heart always.  And if we did make this mark, can we find a will to start?  I seek the highest ground for you, where snow (blessing of the perfect form, prayer cloth) gifts us a view.  God is here inside of you.

Now we know, thunder is alive.  Now we know, it's all a good strive. Now we know, heaven's gates will appear, because we are here, to believe, yes, believe. We are here to achieve.  Whence came the golden rule, shadows are no fools. Give your love to everyone, because it's time to know the sun. Love is here your mighty gun. Let's blow them away. Put up your sails and pray.

Here we battle for good and bad, but what if we threw it all away, instead let us fight for love in our hearts, rather who is wrong or right, let us battle for the golden rule.  Reigning over this kingdom, God is here inside of man.  Do you sense the golden rule, the heart that knows how to bend, the bow of a grateful man.

Lift up your feet, hold on to me. We are going for a ride. Can you feel the wind blow? Can you feel my push go? (   breath  ) Can you feel the wisdom in your soul?  I say, it's king's reign, where all is true trains/tranes
* (young horse or the child within, the soul who offers wisdom to train others to be a knight, pull behind you, just like children). It's a place, where Love rules the land. And if we do flow, over river that do glow, how will we find a will to understand ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ we fight to remeant (coming back; returning), we fight to commend (worthy, entrust), we fight to gift again (give our hearts away).

Now, we are walking tall. Now we say, it's time to fall (prayer, bow in humbleness like the rainbow). Put down your weapons!  Pick up your sword (sever ignorance with your voice), fight ignorance and make your self heard. Fight ignorance, lift up the world (give them a better world).  Fight ignorance, hold the heart near (instead of afar).

Fight to win(d) (soul and heart is set free, united in heart, no separation when an embrace is used). Fight again, but always to make amends (to make changes, to amend, negotiate and/or reparation if necessary)! Always to unite broken hearts again! Uniting all in the wind.
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*Surname Note: De'Travernent/Tranent/Ternent/Trane. Tranent in East Lothian was give to Thorn Filius Swani De'Travernent, a French Knights Templar in 1127 in a Charterby King David 1 of Scotland who came to the Throne in 1124. Thank you Chevalier Denis De'Travernent.


**We are family, united in one blue sea (blue road), royal blue of me and you (heaven's wind), the true (relatives), rainbow clan who demand, love take the stand.



White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star for the Heart  Song of Jeff Seigfried "Roar of the Buffalo Horn. Rainbow colors golden (call of brotherhood), rainbow (law of love, red robe, reverberation), blue (heart of the world), gray.

Siegfried is of Old German origin, and the meaning of Siegfried is "peace of victory". Derived from the Germanic elements sigu "victory" and frid "peace". Powerful silence leads to peaceful victory. This is the empty space of heaven. Norse mythology comes from the northernmost part of Europe, Scandinavia: Sweden, Norway, Denmark, and Iceland. The mythology of this region is grim, shadowed by long, sunless winters. But the darkness is laced with gleams of grandeur and sparks of humor. The myths depict a universe in which gods and giants battle among themselves in a cosmic conflict fated to end in the destruction of the world. One story from Norse mythology tells of Sigurd, a hero who used a special sword to slay the dragon Fafnir. When Sigurd roasted and ate the beast's heart (followed the raging fire, the red road), he was able to understand the language of the birds (heavenly wisdom, freedom). They warned him that he was going to be killed (knowledge of heaven, understanding the journey has a mission, to accomplish and be reborn). 


"Geoffrey" is the older, British English spelling of the American English "Jeffrey", abbreviated as "Geoff" or "Jeff". Geoffrey originated from an Old French form of a Germanic  name. Although the name's second element is "frid", meaning "peace", the first element of the name is disputed. Possible words that it originated from include "gawia" ("territory"), "walah" ("stranger"), "gisil" ("hostage") or "god". It is considered possible that more than one of these words were used as elements of the same name. If "god" was among them, "Geoffrey" would likely be related to the name "Godfrey".Medieval variants on "Geoffrey" include "Jeffrey"and "Jeffery". Jeffrey is sometimes spelled with one f as in Jefrey. Jeff means peaceful place, peaceful traveler, Gift of peace, God's Peace, Divine Peace or simply "Peace".



Beloved Jeff Roar of the Buffalo Horn,

Looks like you got your heavenly name (mission in life) asking that question!  Buffaloes are representative to the four sacred directions, with the holy prayer cloth, the red robe around their backs. This is why the buffalo is sacred versus other cows, but still around the world, cows and all forms of relatives, represent the four sacred directions in rainbow colors.  This is our tools of light.

The horn is the call of brotherhood, but also the piercing into one's heart. Okay, beloved Roar of the Buffalo Horn, welcome home!

Both names Siegfried and Jeff are based on this word, "Frid" or pronounced "Freed". The godly warrior who is free, here he begins free and ends free, always returning home, always on the roam, journey to the heart is all that looms.  When freedom is known ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ your soul is free to dream, where peace is known, you are united, both worlds (red and blue, earth and heaven, light and dark, flesh and soul, breath and heart, dance and song), watching out that all get there!


Thank you for your Family, "the Siegfrieds", contribution with "I am a Sun Dance" music collaborations.    Looking forward to hearing your musical creations, collaborations with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy posted at this blog IamaSunDance.blogspot.com, new releases, song lyrics and other events.  As I can see, this is really your mission, to call all relatives, home, heaven and earth, here we come! Let's pierce those hearts and get them to open up, to join us Godly again, to know that love always win(d)s! It's the heavenly call, the soul that knows it all.

your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
alightfromwithin.org Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy


Sigurd/Seigfried
by Dr Anthony E. Smart and Bythegods
Sigurd (Siegfried) was the greatest hero in Germanic legend, and central character of the Saga of the Volsungs. He was the foster-son of Regin, who sent him to recover a fabulous hoard of gold. Regin's father Hreidmar had first acquired this treasure, which once belonged to the dwarf Andvari. To get their hands on the gold Regin and his brother Fafnir had then killed Hreidmar, but Fafnir wanted the treasure for himself and turned into a dragon to guard it.

Regin wished to possess the treasure which his brother guarded, and to this end forged a great sword for Sigurd, but it broke the first time it was tested, and Sigurd had his father's sword reassembled and re-forged, to withstand every test.  Regin eventually took the shards of Sigmund’s sword and forged the sword Gram, so sharp it could cut straight through an anvil. Sigurd took this sword, and used it to pierce the armour of Fafnir the dragon. By cunningly stabbing the monster from underneath, Sigurd succeeded in slaying Fafnir, thus gaining both wealth and wisdom.  Sigurd then roasted the creature’s heart, and by licking the blood he learned the language of birds. When he realized that Regin intended to kill him for the gold, Sigurd slew him before carrying it away himself.

Sigurd then went to free the Valkyrie maiden Brunhilde, who lay in a magical sleep, cast there by Odin, for daring to rise above his wishes. But Brunhilde had sworn only to marry the man who could ride through the fire that surrounded her dwelling. Gunnar wanted her, but could not perform the feat, but Sigurd in Gunnar's shape did so. Thus Brunhilde agreed to marry Gunnar.  Thank you http://www.pantheon.org/articles/s/sigurd.html and http://bythegods.tumblr.com/post/708668907/sigurd-the-norse-ultra-hero-often-equated-with

Summary and Analysis for Norse Mythology, Beowulf, The Volsungs, and Sigurd "the Mighty"


Image: Detail of rock carving at Ramsund, Sodermanland, Sweden. This Viking petroglyph shows the hero Sigurd stabbing the dragon Fafnir. In the centre is depicted Ygdrassil, the world-tree, upon which are perched birds. Birds were symbols of prophetic wisdom and it was their speech which Sigurd now came to understand.This idea of the Indo-European world-tree was syncretised by the Vikings (as it had been syncretised earlier by the Germans and earlier still by the Greeks), with the cross.(Image source:p.p. 154-155 The Viking World, James Graham-Campbell. ISBN 0906459044)


Relatives, To see for yourself, if indeed, you want to read the whole wonderful story about Norse Relatives and Sigurd (Seigfried) who becomes the hero, the sun, who followed in his fathers great footsteps. Blessings, Rainbow Warrior. This is page 3 and 4.

Odin fathered Sigi and at times bestowed favors on Sigi's descendants. When Sigi's son, Rerir, proved childless, Odin gave Rerir's wife an apple and in a short time she gave birth to Volsung, who became a powerful warrior. Among Volsung's children were Signy and Sigmund. Signy married a foreigner, Hunding, a treacherous man with no love for his in-laws.

One day the Volsungs were holding a banquet in their hall when a stranger appeared in a wide-brimmed hat and a large cloak. A gleaming sword was in his hand, and the stranger plunged it into the large tree that supported the rafters. He announced that the person to pull it out should own it, and then he vanished. It was Odin in disguise. Everyone tried to extract it and failed until Sigmund tried and wrenched it free.

Somehow Hunding managed to make captives of all the Volsungs, including
Sigmund (father). Night after night he chained them outside, where they were devoured by wolves. At last only Sigmund was left. His desperate sister Signy, torn between her family and conjugal loyalties, freed Sigmund and brought him the wondrous sword he had won. She also slept with Sigmund to give him a son necessary to avenge the murder of their kin. When the son was an infant she secretly gave him to her brother Sigmund to raise. This was Sigurd, born to be as fine a hero as his father. When Sigurd was grown he and Sigmund returned to avenge Hunding's bloody deeds. After imprisoning Hunding in his hall, they set fire to it. Signy watched enraptured now that her kin had destroyed the evildoer, but Hunding was still her husband, and she rushed into the burning hall to perish with him.

Sigmund performed many marvelous deeds of war with Odin's sword, but the time came that Odin had appointed for him to die. In the middle of a battlefield Sigmund saw the same figure that had entered his father's hall long years before. Odin touched the sword with his wooden staff and it broke in two. Sigmund was then mortally wounded by the foe. His wife tried to save him, but he calmly accepted Odin's will, knowing he would enter Valhalla. Yet he requested that the fabulous sword be allowed to be joined back together for another hero, which Odin granted.

That hero was Sigmund's son,
Sigurd (Siegfried, sun). He discovered the two pieces of the sword and had the dwarves forge them together. He had heard of the sleeping Valkyrie Brynhild, who was surrounded by a ring of fire that only a fearless warrior could break through. Brynhild had been punished by Odin for disobedience, and Sigurd resolved to rescue her. His search was long and perilous. During it he met and slew the dragon Fafnir, thereby obtaining the pile of gold and gems which the beast guarded. He also met an old wise man who revealed his future: Sigurd would prove the bravest of heroes, do nothing base, and yet his end would be full of wrath and anguish.

Arriving at the wall of flame Sigurd rode his horse through and awakened Brynhild, who gave herself to him in delight. He remained several days with her, only to leave her in that place. Sigurd traveled to the Giukungs, who were ruled by Gunnar, a king with whom he swore brotherhood. Gunnar had a sorceress for a mother — Griemhild — and she arranged it that Sigurd forgot Brynhild and married her daughter Gudrun. Sigurd had intended to retrieve Brynhild for himself, but having no memory of her he now undertook to win her for Gunnar, who was lacking in bravery. With Griemhild's magic he assumed Gunnar's form and passed again through the wall of flame. When he lay with Brynhild this time there was a sword between them, a token of Sigurd's loyalty to Gunnar and Gudrun. Brynhild now felt that Sigurd had deserted her, so she rode off to Gunnar's kingdom with this strange hero.



Back in Gunnar's land Sigurd secretly resumed his true form, and Brynhild was married to Gunnar. Brynhild resented Sigurd for his faithlessness. But resentment flared to hatred when, in a bitter quarrel with Gudrun, she learned that it had actually been Sigurd who had rescued her, rather than Gunnar. She wanted a dire revenge. To fan Gunnar's jealousy and injured pride Brynhild told him that Sigurd had possessed her for three nights, when they had really slept with the sword between them. She also told Gunnar that he must kill Sigurd or she would desert him. But Gunnar could not do it, for it would break his oath of brotherhood. Instead, Gunnar had a younger brother kill Sigurd as he slept.

Brynhild laughed bitterly as she heard Gudrun's shrieks on finding herself covered with her husband's blood. The Valkyrie told her anguished husband that Sigurd had remained pure and loyal, that her own love was given totally to Sigurd, and that she would die on his funeral pyre. Gudrun herself could not weep over her husband's murder. She sat silently beside the shroud, and others feared for her life. The women told stories of the terrible things that had happened to them in their lives, but Gudrun remained stony. At last one old woman uncovered Sigurd's head and laid it in Gudrun's lap to kiss. On seeing the bloody, lifeless face of Sigurd, Gudrun's stony reserve dissolved in tears.


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Image: Sigurd Family Crest which contains thirteen anvils representing brotherhood, yellow green are dreams complete.  Inside, waves represent water, where heaven is where the heart moves,to and fro to the new view. A wolf is a mighty warrior, with three arrows, is a dream of piercing the hearts of others to know joy. Anvils are the hammer of justice. Green is the unity of rainbow colors or of the brotherhood.



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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