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, March 12, 2012

One Joy Wishing Well Finds the Golden Tree

Gather in my heart, the place the perfect part. WE have to make a start, to know the perfect part.  We are children learning to run. Gather in my heart, to feel the perfect part, where hills and valleys pour out every door. There inside of me, the great disbelief, but as time moves on, I have to sing my song.  There inside of me, I know the song is free, healing every part, just to make a start.


WE are children on the rainbow arc.  We are learning to heal all parts. And my soul is reckoning to feel the bracing of the free and I need to hold you close, just inside of me.  Feel the welling heart, the place where we start. Got to feel the free, inside of totally. And with faith we will build a new exciting world. All we have to do, is bow to the true.


Gather in my heart, to feel the royal arc. We are children on the run, over waves so free. Hand in hand it's destiny, feeling like it's bound to bee, the greatest dream we ever seen, right inside of me. Hold tight majesty, we are on top of thee. Take my hands and I spin into the mighty grin.  Happy is where I soar, when I open all the doors, come and feel the hands of mine, to hold you to the grand, stand, that's where we band, together it's a song you see, right inside of me.


Take hold to the gold, the golden path to our know, the holy arc of yesterday, come on home to play.  Take hold to all we siege/seek, the land of happy harmony, the place of yesterday home to thee. Here I stand with you, upon the hill into the view, the valley of the golden path, just inside of thee. Hang on to yesterday, but flow towards tomorrows place. WE are going home you sea, just inside of thee. Take hold of your heart, know you are perfect part, grand inside of thee, the land will set you free. I will be right hear, to know you need no fear, but love will overtake, just stand with me. 


Golden child of yesterday found the golden river displayed. I know it's time to heal our souls just in time to play. Just in time to play. Just in time to praise, it's on our way. Heaven knows the day/daze.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the heart of One Joy Wishing Well, the golden child, who knows we are on our way/waves!



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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!

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Vera Sounding Roar, our Door Way Through, Holds a Candle Up For You!

Care to hold a candle high. Tell the world your stumbling by. Did not know, my name could bee, so important to the leaves. I am told of paradise, but I wonder, how could it be so nice. There is death and famine everywhere. My soul does wonder in this despair, how do we look on hope this way, when so many are down and gray? Tell it to the winds of time.  Do you feel my heart it wonders why.  What have you done, to bring us home? Do you call on the phone ?  Reaching out with prayers today, checking all the stairs (evolution of love), this day. Hoping all the children fair, on the weather of gifts that are rare. Healing hearts in everyone.  Can't you sea, we are under the sun. Light does shine, I know it's true, because I feel the heart of you. 


Give me your love today (I will embrace you). I want you to blow away (sailing heavenly oceans), into heaven's arms, you will find charm. Instantly no harm. We are embraced with love, because Great Mother looks after us.  We are beholden to the trees (tree of life), where all does feel the breeze.  Let the winds fly from my start, where my belly has a sacred dart. I fly to know, the soul from me to you, in the winds, the rivers are true. I come to open the hands of love. What can I do, to help make a stand?  Do you need me to know, the sovereign glow?  Do you need me to know, the distant shores, and galaxies? I will explore with you.  Just tell me your great grand view. I will shower beads of love, tears that fill the seas ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  you and me.


There is shining day, when all hearts do learn to pray.  Give my soul a home yesterday, where I do return to clean this view.  I say, "Von voyage to you.  I'm sailing in the blue (with all relatives true) (she is saying good bye to last phase of evolution we depart, and greeting the new dawning across her heart, heaven and earth is where we start)".  All my sins are past me now, because it's not a grateful cloud. But in time, purify will come.  Live in freedom under the sun.  And what was impure did know, that heaven was home, to be blessed, return to the nest. I say, lets embrace, the darkness we chase. Let our hearts allow in, all that's blood ridden sin. We are going to live a new way. All was just yesterday. Bless the souls who don't know love, then we shall be pure, in heart like doves, peace in our hearts, peace in our souls. Peace, where the monkey always explores (waves, like when a monkey swings from tree to tree or from person to person), we swing in time, from place to shine.  And it's a way, to bring in a new day, the golden view, the heart of me and you.


Glory is sent to me, don't you hear it's a tree. The book of life (me) is sent, to bring in the lent (awaken heaven sent, rebirth). But I find wisdom that shows, because I do always glow (rainbow colors). My heart is near, the soil, that brings me home. On the roam.  I'm feeling blue, don't you feel the sadness in you?  I know it's time to depart, from sin, what a nasty art. But now, we are headed to a new view, out the portals, to sacred and true. We are going to a new age, where the dawn fills the light of the day. 

I light a candle for you!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand for the Heart Song of Vera "Sounding Roar, our Door Way Through".  Her rainbow colors are blue, rainbow, green, gray. No interpretation of rainbow colors or heavenly name.  Your must ask again, and be patient, my beloved Door Way Through.

 Rainbow colors:  Blue (feels them, the wind, heart of the world), Rainbow (turns into them, red robe, reverberates the rainbow colors), Green (then must embrace them, spiritual leading), Gray. You are depressed, they are not happy, how can you bee (dream).  The dream is to fulfill all the rainbow clan. We are going home, one heart, one mind, independent design (unique)!

Heavenly name: "Sounding Roar, our Door Way Through"
Blue person, heart of the world, thunder lightning (rainbow warrior), the Commander in Chief (the heart), we call the the "Sounding Roar", because she does have a loud snore (sleeping, crossing the bridge, much flight, over waves of plight, struggling for love, to bring home all the doves). What a delight, the leaves of time, bring in, when all does feel like heaven sent. How do I rescue the human heart, when so many just choose and dart, without ever looking straight ahead, where lies the path of a human net. We are woven together in time, now it's a place, for us to shine. Many call me, the "Door Way Through", (reflection of all light, the illusion, our reality, to be perceived by others, our radiation of rainbow colors) because I go, to make sure of the blue. Reaching out to everyone, my heart does long for the return.  Can you whisper to me this day?  Then we can go out and play.  Lean on love, that toils away, because, it's time for us to have a brand new way!

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Relatives,We who are free and need some relief understand the blessing in the breeze. Each day set yourself free, with the fire blessing (sage, incense, herbs or even gas, as any fire will do, with the blessing you imbue) that relieves disease, the hearts of those impure in the breeze. I bless the nine sacred directions in thee!
Your devoted servants, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, of the Rainbow Clan.

http://www.whitebuffalocalfwoman.org/blessingsandprayers/creatingsacredspace/fireceremony

The Winged Heart
Posted by Antonia at Jul 12, 2010



"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving." ~Kahlil Gibran~
Ever had a symbol repeatedly appear in your life? The Beautiful winged heart does bring a smile to my face, and as it has been showing up a great deal in my life of late, I set out to learn more about its roots. The winged heart holds different meanings for different people, and interestingly, is a common tattoo motif, representing a joyful, optimistic and free spirit. The heart has become a common symbol for Love, but was once thought to be the location of the human soul. It has been known as the ‘seat of emotions’ by Christians and Islam regards it as the ‘spiritual center’. In Egyptian symbology, wings are the symbol of spiritual progress, so the heart with wings signifies the heart reaching upward towards heaven. 

"Let Thy wish become my desire, let Thy will become my deed;
let Thy word become my speech, Beloved,
and let Thy love become my creed."
~Sufi Song~
The origin of the winged heart is as the emblem for the Sufi movement, a spiritual discipline within Islam. Sufism is known as “Islamic Mysticism,” in which Muslims seek to find divine Love and knowledge through direct personal experience of God. The heart is considered to be a bridge between the body and soul, a channel between spirit and material. The Sufi symbol is a heart with wings within which is a five pointed star (representing divine light) and a crescent moon (reflecting responsiveness to this light). The symbol was chosen by Hazrat Inayat Khan who introduced Sufism to the Western World, and he had this to say about the symbol: “In brief, the meaning of the symbol is that the heart responsive to the light of God is liberated.”




"Only from the heart
Can you touch the sky."
~Rumi~
As I just wrote about Sacred Dance, in which I showed the “Whirling Dervishes”, it’s interesting to me that the winged heart is a reflection of the Sufi’s ability to empty of self, allowing for the human and Divine to meet, for dance is one of the methods through which they accomplish this. The “Turn,” the moving meditation done by Dervishes, actually originated with the Sufi poet Rumi. It is said that he was walking through the gold-smithing area of Konya when he was captured by the Beautiful music he heard in the hammering. He began turning in rhythm to it, an ecstatic dance of surrender with a disciplined center. He arrived at a place where ego dissolves and a resonance with Universal soul arrived. The literal translation of Dervish is “doorway.” Through a free heart, there is, indeed, a doorway.

"One of the reasons I am teaching this music and dancing is to increase Joy, not awe towards another person, but bliss in our own self. This is finding God within, through Experience." ~Samuel Lewis, aka Sufi Sam~

I Love the image of the winged heart which, for me, evokes an essence of blissful Love, harmony and freedom, which is what I feel when I dance, meditate and go within. I find the symbolism of wings, an openness, and joyful extension of Loving energy, so Beautiful. Our spiritual and personal growth is made possible with an open heart, and through quiet listening to our innermost desires at our spiritual center, we have the power to transcend. By allowing our heart to be open to Love, rather than in resistance, we rise, expand and are free. That’s the view through my lens, Dear Readers. I would Love it if you shared what the symbol evokes for you. 

Love and Blessings,
Antonia
Thank you
http://www.hittingsend.com/non-sequitur/the-winged-heart/


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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!

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Juan Pablo, the Waking Rainbow Astounds, for Blessings Abound!

If I told you once, I told you twice, look inside your heart. Where do you go, but inside your soul, to find the wayward (wavelike, snakelike) flow.  When you are lost within, all does collide with sin (confused), it's time for us to bless again, bring your heart home (to be found).

It's winter wonderland (crystalline stone river) we build, if we choose to collide (unite, with sacred blessings). I tell you truly heaven is here, when you do look inside. Reach my brethren follow your heart, I will lead the way.  Reach into heaven, where all will begin, I will show you to pray.

Give your heart to everyone. Give your heart away. Tell me how to listen to the sun (rainbow colors of others), welcome the land in prayer, to say, I'll stand in fair (I'll make sure, you are in fair weather, I will protect you). Where you go, I must flow, to share your heart sublime. I'm inside the heart, that's no lie, but pureness comes to collide (
UNITE
dark, soul, heaven, wisdom, the blue road eternal WITH light, flesh, earth, intelligence, the red road finite, our children infinite). My heaven open up wide (to let others in from upon high).

It's where the soul seeks to yearn, to live a better life.  Within the whole, the cosmic dust (dark spiritual dust, that makes up all life), my heart must rest on Musk (aroma of working hard,
the nose is the bridge from heaven to earth or from earth to heaven, the horizon, where we go to and fro between the realms), the will to even trust (loving others).  I have to say, glory fill my days. I live for God's return.  The heart of men, who know where to turn, inside the heart so fair.  My heart will live and bare/bear (star of heaven, rise up and endure for others to follow the way, true love gifts self to serve).

And if you could  come to me, then I will show you the way, inside my heart, I want to pray, with you, my childish ways (a child knows the dream), it's the heart of God who prays.  And now we are going home, when we can learn to swim (in the blue, the ocean of hearts, the winds we feel inside) and run, over rolling hills (waves of light, rainbow colors) again.  The storm has just begin (right now, shout out, you are alive, "I Am"), the soul is learning to swim (move from heart to heart, relatives in the sea of time).

Where are the sins of yesterday (long gone), I did lost my way (I forgave, even though), but that was yesterday's story filled, now tomorrow, I will give (of myself, in order that you may survive).  Share my heart with you, my love.  Share all that I am.  I will gift you safe passageway, to the other side, where heaven is glorified (I will hold your hand to the promised land, the rainbow clan).

Holiness David Running Eagle Drums and White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings. Sacred Song Blessings for Juan Pablo "Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound", as song from his heart, read by your wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter. Juan Pablo Rainbow colors are Magenta, white, green, gray. (no interpretation here, please refer to crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com and enter in search parameters color, with more questions, then ask whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com)

Relative Juan Pablo has been gifted his name "Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound"
Heavenly name, mission from heaven:  Waking Rainbow
Earthly name, tools of light upon earth: Tumbling Sound Profound
Rainbow Colors, four directions, buffalo home or holy temple: Magenta, white, green, gray.
(no interpretations included, you must ask again)

Juan Pablo sings from the heart...to tell the world his part. Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman.

Tell the world, I've come home. Tell them we are found. Gift the world, a place a home, for us to astound.  Can't you feel it in the air, the winds of time return. It's a wonderful feeling inside, that we can find our home.  Give the world, a happening chance, to wake and realize, man is coming to make his mark,when we storm with buffalo horn (enter through the heart, into the soul).  It's time for us to dance, to pierce the heart romance. Give your love, to everyone.  Look deep inside and run, right into the wind, the bright living sun. And as I peer through the window, I see a raging storm. But I hold my hand out and say, I found out, that you are living inside this storm.  Oh my God, we are together at home.  They call me "Waking Rainbow", because I sing to this world. Give a holler (a shout out), to everyone, to make us feel so bold. Reach into heaven and seek this heart, I will fly to make your mark.  I will pin a pole to you, sow you will know, where to flow to you.  Give us waking rainbows, to open our hearts to run. Find the waking alarm inside, it's time to get and go home. It's time for us to roam, inside the hearts on the foam (waves crashing, colliding on the shore, a new dawning, awaking to this home).  Forever and day now, we must look inside our hearts.  I am known to this world, as "Tumbling Sound Profound", the hailing of this crown (era of kings, where the royal blue true of heart, astound, as kinsmen, who have found a home).

Relative Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound,
When you talk to others, the way you come across makes it sound like you have a fat head (a know it all, even a bully), but really it's a WAKING CALL for everyone. In other words, you must be, the "Warrior Down", what others are not learning from, in order that you may understand, to make them part of this clan (the Warrior Stands), the Rainbow Clan, the beloved children of God, our Oneness, where all is relative or "relativity". Here you must work hard to shift your perspective, from giving (earthly) to one of receiving (heavenly). Give later!. I am understanding you, because I am a fierce warrior (dog soldier), the crystal person and a rainbow warrior of prophecy, but most simply will walk away, then the horn of knowing will dissipate with them as they walk away and relatives will not AWAKE. This is not heaven's stake (claiming this earth).

A magenta person, is the great caretaker (like you), the person, who must care for others before self. This is the shift, from self, towards others. This is Godly, to be thy servant. You know, I have to change the way (earthly in interpretations) I talk to people and I can't always tell everyone the whole truth, because it's simply too overwhelming. I know this is the problem for you, as most people won't spend the time to try to understand you, because you are not spending the time to know others. This is mutual respect that rarely happens in this world in this time. To care for others first, means you must receive them, listen to them and finally validate, regardless of what they say or do. Then it's your turn too!  When you listen, then they should too!  This would be the clue...receive each other's heart!

It's a new dawning that is approaching us and all things must work towards unity, because space is folding (light and dark, are sharing one space, rather than divided). It's a collision course. Blessings are what will set us free, and find the wind okay, when it' blows through me, you, everyone. And you show us how important this really is, because love is higher than all scripture, it's the LAW of Heaven, where Earth is embraced.  We can only get people walking towards us, through the blessings.  This is the way for everyone. They don't understand, you being this way (a know it all). What they do understand is that you are trying to be a relative. You are Red Man and this means the sacred embrace of knowing others and serving them for mankind and for Mother Earth.  This is your greatest gift, which you must recognize.

You are here to teach the sacred dance and song, unified.  No division from our heavenly path, the blue road and the earthly path, the red road. Each day for you, the living dance and song, will relieve your heartache of those who are lost and cannot find their way home into the hearts of God (each other). Most of us, are not the middle of the wind's course, the halls of consciousness. But in this windy place, emotions of all, can be misplaced within you, and become them trapped inside of you. This is why you must bless and let them run free.  Running Deer, did show you the running. Now, you must let them go free, with the embrace that comes from thee.  You are the Great Caretaker, when you embrace others and teach them the Dance and Song go together (red and blue roads). Because dreams are born, when we unite our soul with our flesh, and God (the soul within each of us, we must trust) will do the rest.

Work on singing the song from your heart.  Just lift your voice, in song, instead of speaking and uttering your opinion. You must first unite the broken heart. Once you validate, then we can listen to you, your part, but first we listen to the other heart. Your song, from your heart speaks from your soul (wisdom), but the words from your head speak speak from your flesh (intelligence). Speaking from your heart and soul, gifts wisdom of eternal ages. This is what you must trust.  When you offer your heart, you follow the laws of heaven. Then you are able to offer your intelligence, to build the dream.  But the law of love, is first. The law of love is the red road. The red road, is what a Native American does know within the heart, when you trust this very part, the soul, that wants out.

Sow, plant the seeds, be patient and watch them grow, while blessings come across the rainbow, then all will be, the heart of a leaf (relative on the Oneness tree of life), the person, who most wants to succeed.  Relative Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound, show us how, to find a heart that is sound.  Reach into heaven and pull this star down, bring me to paradise, where all will find their sound, the voice that illuminates, with pure loving hands. Help us all make it possible to understand, that heaven need stand upon this land. Heaven and Earth, that's where dreams live. Keep them coming towards the heart, with the sacred embrace, you lend. Give them your heart, then tell them the way, because you are hear to save the day! Blow that horn, the rainbow warriors are on their way!!!!!!!

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

Roll over Dog Warrior! (over rolling waves of light, where the soul can fly free) Aho, may your spirit fly free!  Read here to understand, for the Wolf Relative (Dog Soldier), will show you how to command. http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html

Dog Soldiers "Hotamétaneo'o" (Cheyenne Word), the bravest most noble warrior who ever lived. These awesome warriors were "armed to the teeth with revolvers and bows . . . proud, haughty, defiant as should become those who are to grant favors, not beg them."  

Dog Warriors (Soldiers) were noted as both highly aggressive and effective combatants. One tradition states that in battle they would "pin" themselves to a "chosen" piece of ground, through an unusually long breech-clout "rear-apron", by use of one of three "Sacred Arrows" they would carry into battle. Read more history here: http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/Cheyenne. A bit more about Sioux (Cheyenne Relatives and Dog Soldiers) visit here http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/Sioux.  Times have changed, but important to note, that each has a reflection of heaven, it just needs to be interpreted with truth, rather in reflection. Pinning self to a chosen piece of land, is to stand up, the warrior astounds, but only with the laws that abound, the law of love, the red road.  Rear apron was to protect the trunk of the tree of life, our flesh. Here between the leaves on the tree of life and the roots on the tree of life, lies the trunk on the tree of life, the law of strength that binds us together again, LOVE. Sacred three arrows, represent the rainbow colors, blue, red and yellow. For these three colors create the whole of God's kingdom, as well as the roads, to travel to return home to heaven. You can read about the four roads whitebuffalocalfwoman.net.

Holiness David Running Eagle says, "You want to be bold and audacious, but you have learn how to do it the right way, the law of love, the red road.  We are Elders and Warriors here to gently guide you, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. Welcome to the hoops!" 

Read here to understand, for the Wolf Relative (Dog Soldier), will show you how to command. http://peacefulwisdomprayer.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-wolf-speaks-warrior-freedom.html
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Original Art C.R. John 1958-2000
 (Cheyenne/Santee Sioux)
Image donated in loving memory
by his wife, Marietha - Hammon, Ok
Christmas is many Christs (christal or crystal persons), including Santa (knows if you are naughty or nice, reading your book of life), the many gifts that crystal people display and give-a-way. Here a Warrior True lies down to (protect) sleep to hide (dream), from beneath his cover, he does loom, love in the hearts in every room (sanctuary).


A Veterans Christmas 
Submitted by: Shadow Wolf Diana And Lakota


'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone.

I had come down the chimney with presents to give,
And to see just who in this home did live.

I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.

No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distance lands.

With medals and badges, awards of all kinds,
A sober thought came through my mind.

For this house was different, it was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.

The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone,
Curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home.

The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States Soldier.

Was this the hero of whom I'd just read?
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed?

I realized the families that I saw this night,
Owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight.

Soon round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate a bright Christmas day.

They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of the soldiers, like the one lying here.

I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.

The very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.

The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don't cry, this life is my choice."

"I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more,
My life is my GOD, my country, my Corps."

The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it, I continued to weep.

I kept watch for hours, so silent and still,
And we both shivered from the cold night's chill.

I didn't want to leave on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, "Carry on Santa (christal person), it's Christmas Day, all is secure."

One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
"Merry Christmas (many gifts for the people) my friend, and to all a good night."


This poem was written by a Marine stationed in Okinawa, Japan. Read other great songs here and thank you http://www.native-americans.org/newsletters/newsletter.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!

Friday, July 30, 2010

Whispering Wind Tells Us, "Brothers and Sisters, Choose a Heart of God"

Down the road I travel, where my heart does flow. I seek only goodness, in all the leaves that know.  God is here to realize we belong this show.  It's a heart from heaven, when we do not blow (waste our breath on falsity), instead, we find a way to glow (shine the light from within).  There we go forever.  Down into the rock (crystalline stone river inside where the soul resides), the stream that comes from heaven, is where I do know the flow.  Give your heart forever.  Give the sign of God (loving behavior, godliness).  Reckoning is for the unbelievers (impure, who don't seek to know), but I am here to grow (blossom my soul).

When we shadow the daylight (reflect the soul), there my heart does find.  We are all together, looking out to shine.  And when we travel the road this day, we look into each other's heart.  I am part of God you say, the lowly has begun to smart (sting, suffering for love at last), only to receive a heart (wisdom, forever and ever).

We could be such Brothers (brotherhood, the world shines from within to the without), when we choose the above (the realm of heaven, but also, the crown of love), the cycle of the heavens, bring us a cloud to ride enough (waves of light, our souls do ride, over the rolling hills, we do bow).  We could be such soldiers if we decide to cling (stand up for what is right, caring for others who walk the wrong path), to the waves of righteousness, where our hearts do bring, the heart made of spring (blossoming souls, awaken).

Now I tell you, it's time for love.  Now I tell you, let's grow.  Now I tell you, it's righteous, the way we do flow.  Now I tell we are from heaven.  It's the glow from within. We are part of God's good grace, when blessings find the wind (the wind blows the spiritual of all the realms, and only blessings keep us safe and content).

There is so much goodness, when we choose our hearts.  But often we look forever, down a slow moving path (the soul slows way down, to experience the Gardens of Earth, like a plow in the earth).  Instead, let's fly and last (eternal is the winds of time).  Heaven is coming home to you.  Prepare for judgment day (bless and act Godly, receive each other)!  It's when those are troubled, will find a way to be slaves (serving others to bring happiness).  And when we look inside ourselves, we find a soul, that arises tell.  I am part of existence, there is much to show.  We are going to the land of oz (dreams do come true), the place where hearts do grow.  The place where all is gold (brotherhood is known).

My Brother and my Sister, come on hold my hands. I am looking forever, to find the heart that needs a land (gardens of paradise).  There a shore, show wealth inside, the place where God does hide (the soul).  And if we look into the heart, then we will realize, that God is part of the hide (tribe of oneness).  We are all together.  WE are all part of this sin.  Forgive all your Brothers (light) and let them come on in (heavenly darkness).  Flow to where it begins.  The heart that relieves all sin (standing up and helping others).

Sing your song to heaven.  Lift your voice to God (oneness, the light within, all beings).  Know you are the greatness, the flowing hands of prod (you can do it).  I need all that is cherished (sacred relatives, we are all related, relativity). I need the soul of surprise (playtime, like little children who know joy and carefree).  And when you come together, my soul will feel the life, the souls that need a knife (dividing all to share, parts equal a whole, sharing the treasures).  We are part of God this day.  We are here to learn to play.  We are here to find a wave (rainbow colors), to fill the heart of slaves (servants to all).  We are here to love you (standing up for what is right, like a mountain glorified).  We are here to survive (hourly blessings will ensure survival).  We are here to pass judgment (each of us, to help the warriors down, those who do not pray), no more alibis.  It's time for us to survive (only blessings will save us all)  Come let's pray together.  Come and hold my hands.  Come and reach into heaven, find a soul that needs a friend (helper).  We are relatives again.

Now it's time for goodness, to speak a heart that is true.  I know God will hold my hand, because it's the way of should.  We are here one hood (clan, embrace of heaven, the sky holds us close, Mother Earth).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person. Heart Song (sacred song blessings) today for Kate Ann Spreckley, her rainbow colors are golden (call of brotherhood), violet (army of God, high priestess), green (reflective crystal, spirit leader, embrace of oneness), gray (grandmother space, where all dreams travel through). No interpretation of rainbow colors, visit http://crystal-indigo-colors.blogspot.com.  Kate Ann's heavenly name is Whispering Wind That Shines the Abode.  From within, the light does shine, from the inside to the out, we can all be blind (not to be confused with blindness of those who cannot see wisdom, this is a bright light, that shines from within). Having faith once again, holding each other in our arms, it's time for us, to bee (dream of the impossible is known, like a bee knows flight) guided, to a new earthly realm, heaven on earth, the soul does shine again, bring us salvation, for all to be blind.  She is the call of brotherhood, the Golden Person has spoke. (No interpretation of heavenly name, no Earthly name listed here).

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!

Monday, May 31, 2010

Watch Out Kingdom, Heaven Has Come, Grandmother Going Places Drums!

Watch out kingdom (earth), we are coming home (heaven).  Don't you see we are having fun?  I will walk with you hand in hand, if you only seem to understand.  Come my children walk the waves (frequencies of color, rolling hills).  Fill our hearts and let us pray.  God is here, hold me close.  I know of course, is a river boat.  Gift to me the shores of God (G_ah_d, utterance of heavenly transmission). I will feel your heart so proud.  I know you are close to me, when I feel the river is free (flowing hearts).

There we go into the night.  Open the heart of all your fright. I know God will hold your hands, when you seem to understand.  But what do you do, instead of love?  What do you do, when you come from above.  You are an Angel God sent to me.  Oh why, oh why, don't you sea?  I want you to know, the love in my heart.  I want you to know, it's all a part (division of the whole parts).  We are the river of eternal snow (blessed crystalline stone river).  We are part of God's fantastic glow (Rainbow colors we shine and radiate, that's why we are blind.  We must seek with the heart instead of the mind).

What makes you feel so out of sorts?  God is here to feel of course.  I say, we don't have to run away, but instead we must learn to play.  We must learn to stay with the heart rays.  And when you go away from me, oh why, oh why, don't you sea (vision with a heart).  I want you to know my loving heart, but you seem to walk away from love.  Why don't you come home to pray?  Oh why, oh why, don't you come to play?  I want to hold you and have fun today . . . oh (flight of the soul in grandmother space) all you have to do is pray. Come and dance with me today.

Glory is amusing, don't you sea, the rainbow glow is like a sea (reflection of our hearts know, numinosity blows, wind of the spirit).  I am playing a harp for you, the song that offers you so many clues.  I am your Grandmother, who loves your life.  Don't you know how wonderful strife (is, the treasures and lessons come from strife, our soul learns and thinks twice).  You have a soul, that longs to live, out here in the longing open bridge (between the realms of consciousness, to and fro from our heart to our flesh). There we cross to a new world.  There we go to fill our heart full.  There is magic on the other side (heaven), if only you would come home to hide (ride the waves of light, where our soul abides).  Bring your love and state it's God (the spirit of God is in everything), because our darkness (soul, our hearts) comes home to shed.  Shed our rainbows in our heads (take flight).  Shed our valleys true to bled (suffer for those we love, purify and bless, the shadows are to be cleansed, to bring all home again).  We are going to green grass grove (valleys of paradise), the place we hold (in our hearts).  The embrace we know (brotherhood of the flesh).  We are going home to God's control (the law of love, does grow stronger and bold).

I dream of kingdoms, where you and I long (heaven upon earth).  I dream of a land with so many songs (we are blessed from the Angels of Heaven, including your song).  I dream you are happy and know my love.  Oh God fill us up.  Oh God make us love.  Bless all the children and where they go.  Bless all the rivers and the snow (crystalline stone river).  Bless the highest mountain we ever did go (flow holiness), over valleys (shadows) and the golden snow (golden charms, blessed in winter's arms, brotherhood brings us home, to where we begin, blessing everything).  I am dreaming for a better world.  Don't you want to join me in this hood?  Don't you want a world of love?  Gather together and find a glove (the ability to embrace others).  Fill your heart and know of peace, when you gift away all your disease (learn fire and water blessings).  I say pray my brothers know your waves (rainbow colors frequency).  Pray my sister, let us lead the day (law of love, from heaven and woman).  I am the heartbeat, that you need (dream space of Grandmothers).  I am the Grandmother who believes.  I will hold through your nights. I will hold you away from fright.  I will love you, eternal delight.
 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman for the heart of Grandmother Going Places! Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star.


Grandmother Going Places reminds us: I tell you truly the sun does rise, to bring the heart of our surmise, the grandest show we ever did sea, the vision of rainbows within you and me. I come to tell you we are a song, the greatest miracle left undone. But all we have to do, is share our songs, the living and giving of the receiving sun. My heart of Grandmother Going Places I do gift, the heart of what door do you gift? And when you choose to outweigh the sun, to be the setting of heaven's rungs, there will be standing the sacred circle of fun, the destiny of loving, that comes home when we run. Come child, into my arms, where Grandmother will hold you until the "DAWN".
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!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Stars Glisten in the Sun!

Stars glisten to the sun, in my heart, and I spin all around, to sing the songs of heavenly bound, within the rolling hills of man's run.  It's earth within me, where the buffalo run, do I know where I am going, to bee with the wakan tankan (walking talking, to bee the stars of heaven's song), the place I understand.  Hold on my relatives, we go swimming in our tears of seas, and we sail into the a world of heavenly bounding without fears.  Rush into my arms, and I will be waiting for your return.  Come hold my hand, and know that I have come, to bee with all your dreams.  I have come home to my relatives, who dream, who bring us home, into a world, where all will understand.  It's a place where paradise will hold you, inside my understanding arms.

The Mother will know you, come sit with me with tears.  And Father will come to your rushing sides.  The wind upon the back, where pushing is a matter of fact, as we fight, to live in purity.  Sow pick up your pipe, and know of love again, for all our children they understand.  And give a cup of cheer to all that is known as fear, and let your hate be rushed away.  Because now it's time to know of love again.  Now it's time to run away.  Let's fly into the sun, let glory be our guns.  And we shall be family again. Come my children come on home to me, where we will sing the songs of tears.  The place we remember when, no shame will be here then, and we will understand true joy.  For abundance is everywhere, and hearts, they will be filled, with all our joys, to fill the seas with tears of joy.  I say, my glory runs, right into the rising sun, where you will be dreaming for you and I.  I know you are the song, that I have been waiting to get along.  And you are my joyous part of life.

The world, full of plight, will know when I arrive, because we purify their fights.  We will know of loving arms again.  We will know when to part (with love in our hearts).  We will bee the song of powerfulness, the star, that seeks the right to fly (freedom is known).  I know you are inside, the wind that blows in pride. And there Grandmother will hold our hearts.  We shine like the bear (star in heaven), and roam like the buffalo heart (thunder roars, in birth of the four directions), and Grandfather will hold our hands.  I say, don't let the misunderstandings go away (teachings), until you forgive them who do wrong.  But instead have a drum, that teaches them to run (sacred beating of united hearts), to forgive all that was done wrong (joining in songs together).  Let purification find a way, to live a brand new day, the ways of hope and songs of love, find roads that cross inside, the blue and red with pride, and we shall always find our waves.

For suns does find a wind to blow, when smoke finds clouds to blow away (freedom is eternal life).  And my heart will find you, when you seek what is truth, the loving aims of our lives.  Remember to bless it all, even friends and foes who fall, to return the shadows home again.  The lower, the higher ones, who call upon our friends, don't know of relatives with hearts, but you could teach them how.  You could be the fall (knowing prayer and humility, the rainbow halls).  The one who says, I'll show you the way.  Put fire in the light, purify all your plight, and we shall go for a new paradise.  Live happy every day, when you forgive all who did play, without the world, who did not know the way.  And we shall show the world, that we are heroes for sure, because we know of blessings that save the way.  It's a brand new day.  It's a brand new way, where Tao (walking towards home) is what is right.  The soul and the flesh, is riding to the nest, the place we call heaven on earth.  Now come and sit with me, by the fire that sets us free, to fill the days with joy again.  We'll dance and sing a tune, to be the song of hues (rainbow colors) and we shall fight for what is right, the law of love has come, to bring it home to the dawn, it's evolution calling, "We're going home".


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Twindeermother WhitebuffalocalfwomanBlessings to the winds, my heart sings for you. Light your fire, say the flight, of nine directions "bless you", now we're done, it's been a day, getting done all we need do, but now that the blessings are in the wind, my dreams can all come true! 
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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!
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