Shine This Light Inside of Me

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Shine this light inside of me and share it with the world. We are coming home to you and each other. It is the view, the sacred nine streams of light and four directions of sound, help us all rebound. Let us dream of this place where paradise shines on our face.

There is a home where the buffalo roam, the plains and hills (wave frequencies) that make us fulfilled. We are driven like the pure snow (crystalline), the stones of heaven come to make the drills. Hold us near this trail to watch our hearts wail and cry those tears to hold in the cup of God's goodness. Thank you Great Spirits that guide us each day to bring us to this grand festival of loving this world and shining it's girth. Love is the place. 

Let our heart find this hope and grow up together like strands of diamonds in the seas or like the green grass that shines upon our feet and shares the sweet goodness of the world, where the smell of delights help us to have good sights. We are joined together forever and ever in the wonderment of loving this world. We tend each other and find the greatness of this fulfillment in each other. We are the shining suns. We are the great birth of a knew time. So much pouring into our realization of the world to come the place where we are the sacred drums, where our hearts beat so sweet. 

Tell the world we are coming home to you to catch you to hold you to be near you to grow old with you. We have missed you eternally and now you have come home to me. And finally you are there to shine eternal glows of divine-ness. Share this place of realization that we are joined in the passing of time. Shine this place the making of the hopes and dreams of all of our children who grow to the tune of the music written in the winds of time. 

Let us become the truth of this world. Let us join with the Great Spiritual true. Let us share our hearts that claim the greatness in all beings. Let our hearts share the waking of the dead to walk upright in the soverignty of the true spirit, the making of the heavenly wheels, that which wields our life. We are part of Grandmother's love, the blanket of many colors, the sacred buffalo robe the prayer cloth of all we know.

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Let my heart find in you the making of all that is true. Tend to the garden you say. I say this is true to make it good waves. We are looking for a better life. We are looking for a better way. We are looking to share our heart in all we say. When you bring in the lessons my darling beloved, remember we are still learning to receive the great tests in which we grow to this place. Let our feet reach up in the steps to your goodness and help us to achieve all that lives in our dreams and all those who are our relatives who help us shine this goodness into the world. Thank you.

(song continues) We are part of this great heart which rages in the seas of all visions. And together we make it a sacred place a field of dreams we stream. Heaven on Earth we beam. All together we are the divine children of God's goodness. Let us realize and find this confusion into a place of harmony. Let us join our hearts forever and ever in the great of all that shares, the places of which we dare. There is a time for us to chime. Let us become the shelter of all that is true, the making of the sacred knews. We are the making of all that shines. We are treasures of the divine. Let us share our hearts and make it a holy ark. We are standing in the room of glory, the making of the grand story. We are joined forever and ever. All our relations bow, glory to God's know, the perfect RAINBOW. We love your glow.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the children of the Rainbow who strum to the beat of their heart and making of the holy arcs. We are together the place of many treasures. Let us become the beaming of this land the holiest of plans, along the Rainbow Trail, the stones of the beloved.

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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!

Tonkan Han Shares Pure Love!

(drum begins) I wait upon a whisper in the wind. I fall down in praise to everything. I hold my heart close to you.  I come to share a brand new view.  I want to feel the world at large, if only they could understand love, then they would believe in all we have, Greatness lives inside of Man. I want the world to feel my pain, of when they always think of shame, instead of looking out towards you, they fester and bring down their view. I want to know you full of love, where shame is driven far away. I want to know my relative again, just singing songs to the wind. 


Where do you go, without pure love?  I know you seek a road of doves, to gather with other clansmen too, is bringing us closer to the truth. And now it's time for us to lean on old ways, that we seem to glean/gleam (left overs/shiny but old and obsolete). But I know, it's the road to God, the supreme logic of falling clouds (river of tears and water blessings). And we should feel love towards every drop, a rainbow, tears of love we lost, but inside, we did cross a path. Did we lean on love at last?  I bring my heart to prayer each day, to help you seek a better way. And my soul does lean, on where you fly, because it's important to all your alibis. Don't rely on your dreams to bring you home (the light of earth, the red road), instead be grateful on the phone, when you (offer) prayer to One God, the place, where all our hearts start (the darkness of heaven, the blue road), then we are relatives, sharing seeking hearts that unite instead of sin.  I want you to know, I love your sacred rainbow. Come share with me all you know, and I will share with you (bow down to the sacred view, offer prayers and blessings to the wind, allows one to share their heart with others). 

(drum ends) White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums.  Sacred Song Blessing from the heart of Tonkan Han (resident of the Taos Pueblo Community of the Blue Lake People). Shares his heart with the world and teaches us the sacred bow to each other, to recognize relatives from heaven. Associated post http://peacefulwisdomprayerflight.blogspot.com/2011/01/peaceful-wisdom-prayer-flight-visiting.html

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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The Sacred Heart of the Blue, the Body that Begins the Walk Within You! I walk towards my home (Taos). I know which way I flow. It's where my heart leads me, that's the way I go. And now it's time to know, where all the songs do lead me. My soul speaks to my heart, "Let's migrate on home!". Days have turned to nights. I glow to know the strife. There we are the sacred hearts, that begins the sacred walk. My talk does lead me there, because I unite with my heart. I am the rising sun, where all is realized. Come and dance with me. Seek the world, I keep. It's the dream we all do hold, but the Sacred Blue does know. There we are the Sun, that rises for the day, to begin the sacred walk, right back to where I begin. I am the song of life. I begin the song of strife. I begin to glow like the sacred storm that knows. I choose, this way today, because God knows which way, the sacred walk and talk does incline, up to the land of paradise. The blue lake people know, we glow and we do go, right where we begin in time, the place we blow our minds. The dreams we are inclined. I'm going home to you. I'm walking home to you. I'm the heart of you, just wait for me, I'm coming home for you!

Gone Hiking Speaks, "Heaven Come Home, Let's Dream and Lift the World"

There is spring in the air (the dream).  I do feel everywhere.  It's a heart, that longs without despair, because it's love, that guides us fair. Go ahead, lead the way.  I will follow all you say, when you use, the heart of love. I will be there from God above.

Listen to the days gone by, but remember, there's more than alibis (entering the heart of truth in evolution's path, for we shall all know what lies on a person's heart, no more alibis, but only truth and accountability will shed the plight).  We are here to be strong, to lead a nation, from it's dung (From waste blooms, dung grows mushrooms, where it provide psychotropic drugs used for visions to help people to enter heavenly realms. The reason all cows are sacred in India, which also provide heat and fire, to purify.  This is not necessary anymore to use drugs, as evolution allows us to enter heaven easily with our souls, however the sacred pipe, will always be known as it represents eternity and medicine of truth.  One thing in this world, that is so impure, it's the waste of our disease-second phase of evolution, that shall arise, liberty-third phase of evolution. For heaven is on it's way, to cleanse the world of all it's prey). Let us know, God does live, in a heart full of love.  It's where our hearts know within. It's where we live, it's God begin. 

There is songs from heaven high, when we learn no alibis, but instead, we gift our heart.  We do listen and impart (wisdom from our souls).  It's the world, we do live.  And it needs all that we give. If we only listen to God.  If we only listen to our hearts.  There sunshine, where we grin, when we make a place full without sin.

Come and be a heart set free. Come and listen to only me (truth comes from a silver person, cosmic Mother, as they know the flesh walk, the law of the red road, love), because I will lead you home this day.  I will hold all that you say.  I am the reflection of your heart.  And I know, we are never part(ed).  It's a world, we live in.  It's a place without sin (paradise, heaven upon earth). 

WE have gone along the path, to learn finally at last, how to love, in a world, that doesn't know, how to give.  If we teach all of our friends, then maybe, it's relatives again.  In our hearts we do love, in our place that form a glove (perfect fit of the oneness of God).  We are perfect you and me, when we realize we are free (dreams come true).

Come to greet the soul this day.  Come and lift our hearts to pray.  I know it's God inside of you.  I know it's true what you do, when you use, the heart of love.  When you come to us impart, the soul that lives inside of you.  The heart that grieves, when others are true (tears of joy).  And we need a soul that shines, to let it out and bring in blind (the faithful). We are needed by God's love.  We are part of eternal song.

There is only a place to go, when we look for shadows glow (the soul).  We need a heart, that lifts us up.  We need a soul, that drinks from the cup (eternal cup of God).  Come my children, open up.  Come my children wake up. We are in a need, to lift the world. We are in a need, to fill it with love.  Come and take my hand today.  Know it's where God displays, only love, in a world.  Only love, will fill the void. Come and take a drink with me, we will share divinity.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, elder crystal person and Holiness David Running Eagle drums, elder lavender person, for the heart of Moon Face, elder silver person.  Her sacred colors are silver (a form of rainbow mother, but descending to become the next step, not reverberation but truth, mirror to the flesh, law of physical self), aqua (realization, leader of men), yellow (dreamer of tomorrow), gray (grandmother space, where all dreams are formed).

Silver people are rarer than other Rainbow Colors, and what they sea (vision with a heart), is truth about the way you act, in the physical world. In other words, mirror to the truth of your light body, flesh. Crystal people sea truth in the spiritual world. In other words, mirror to the truth of your dark body, soul. Indigo people see truth about heavenly world, in the physical world, with eyes open. In other words they can look into the darkness of others, but not interpret what they see, as most is like a dream, but this dream is real truth (dark space). And indigo once met me and called me by the name Akicita (Lakota word), which means bringer of law. I told no one, not even my husband. I didn't even know what it meant then.  This is what heaven called me often.  Another indigo saw my celestial crown on my head.  And another Indigo said, he could see the spiritual path ahead, as he told me where I would be migrating towards, which is Taos. He also told me I was a diamond (perfect), versus a crystal person (both divide light into rainbow colors). So another word for crystal is sometimes called diamond (purest).  This is similar to Grandfather light, the whitey or white person, can sometimes be called the Star person (purest).  Indigo people are our Great Prophets and Visionaries.  Silver is the Perfect Cosmic Mother, always knowing, how you act, right or wrong, will always love you, but will know if you are good or bad, having an advantage of the truth of your actions. She will put you on the right path, for all to know, including and especially you! Love streams from her heart, Pat Moon Face "Gone Hiking" earthly name, is always hiking up and down the mountain (sacred path) to know the waves (rainbow colors) of her children, even when they go astray. Sow you sea, sometimes, the Rainbow Mother or Rainbow person can be the color Silver (purest). WE, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, welcome Pat Moon Face, our Gone Hiking (earthly name, tools of light, our buffalo home), into our hearts and hoops, to build and dream the truth, realizing heaven has come home to you!

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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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Aqua (leader of men upon the earthly shores), blue (the relative who flows to and fro from the open shores), violet (voice of God, who brings knowledge of the soul, priestess), gray (four sacred directions of the Buffalo house, where our dreams are born and live out our lives)

Way in the middle of the violent sea (the wind of you and me, where our souls fly in the sky), my heart does muddle on to always sea (vision of the heart).  They don't know what they are looking for, but I say, they need to look further more.  God tells us long ago, there's wind to play, a voice that knows how to get along this way, but they don't look beyond there on selfish nose (to know, is the place of to and fro, between realms of heaven and earth, here the person can't see beyond self, nor transforms towards heavenly knowledge and depends on earthly intelligence), because they don't seek beyond what's told (advertising media, rather than seeking true wisdom).

My heart knows, which way to go.  I say, I'm gonna find a will to play (in the kingdom of heaven).  I know God is part of everything and I'm gonna swim (in the breeze, where our hearts know the valleys of heaven) and feel my heart again.  I'm gonna feel the heart of all the wind (you and me).

Can't you sea, the miracles God give to us?  I know it's deep inside our lusting hearts (we always want something on the other side, yet, it's take courage to go beyond, in the crevices of our heart we yearn, our instinct to thrust forwards).  It's the place we grow deep inside our minds, the butterfly that's so blind (there is a bone in the skull called the sphenoid, which flexes each time we take a breath, the whole cycle is a flight of a butterfly.  here we are given life, our world of flesh.  our souls are eternal knowledge but when we depend on our earthly years of intelligence we get lost, we are blind, rather then depending on eternity of knowledge).  There in the deepest recesses, the crevice is wide open for us to fall inside (in the womb of Mother Earth, there is much pureness, like spring waters that are cleansed, her we are safe to know the sparkling life, the body of knowing, beyond all strife).  But we must entail the vision of escape (fly with our soul, on a journey of life, to bee free, to know of strife), to the heart of all the windy gapes (where the winds blow and flow free, in the valleys of the seas, between the mountains we gather in the fields).

There we fly towards the sunny sky (there upon our faces, we feel the warm of the miracle of life, the lights of abundance that provide us with life, we begin our journey of purified ways, to the heavens we ascend and display, giving our love away).  There we go wandering which way and why (seekers of knowledge and wisdom, traveling to distant shores).  There we long to have a better way.  There we go again, it's a brand new day.

Can't you see, the heart of me?  Can't you feel the heart of you?  It's real you say, but what makes your day, if only you could sea the truth of thee, the longing of happiness that's gonna bee (impossible flight of our dreams).  And when does your heart know God's inside (where is your faith?).  You're greatness that seems, oh so blind.  But when does the darkness mount to shame (not in prayer or fire purification), when all you do is find a rushing game (always looking ahead rather then here right now, to enlighten the soul), not looking at the flowers, that gain (when we blossom and grow spiritually we grow in wisdom and the snake curves, where law of love in known, the kundalini arises to the skull, where heaven and earth greet the shores, the rising sun, alightfromwithin).  But looking at the road ahead of time, not recognizing that we are blind (we could have so much more, if only we could take the time to enjoy our lives).

And God tells us to enjoy all the miracles, the ants and the flowers that fill this earth.  The butterflies, the cockroach style, he never dies, no matter how hard you try.   And when you look beyond the fly that burns, she lays her babies in almost anything, because she never gives up on the swim (the eternal journey of life, where instinct trusts our souls, rather then our flesh, and united we pass the test, where love is known in the heart).  Because she always looks to win. Because she knows, God is her lips (the voice and song to receive, to bee gratified), the style of wisdom we call instinct.  The style of freedom, that longs to bring.  The style of loving almost everything (spirit in all things).  And when we are gone and left our children behind, don't you think glory will have a part of mine (we leave our stories, our cells, that teach and linger on).  Don't you know relatives (the blue of you and me, the leaves on the tree of life) who climb and climb.

Don't you see glory in all you do, for magic is the truth of the muse in you (laughter is sacred medicine, that teaches you right from wrong).  And when you are broken hearted and find no relief, then you need get down on your kidney street (eternal flowing of the soul, is paired with eternal of the flesh. it's the eternal of the soul, that flies in the wind, to know the spirit of everything.  Flight is both the right and left, two wings that breathe in song, in harmony.  elders say, it's the walking talking way, and we become united in the sun that says, let the clouds and winds blow from the deep blue seas, where we begin to reflect perfect harmony).  Fall down on your knees and begin a prayer, say God is part of all your hair (antenna to God, the fibers of our lives, that weave and bind).  And we shall see better days, when we forgive and part (not walk away, but leave with love in the heart), of those who didn't know or have a heart (of gold).  And glory will be for meek and mild (humble before the sacred rainbow, who bows to the winds of time, sharing the glory that is in thine). And we shall know all the rosy smiles (greeting each other in the promise land, heaven upon earth). And we shall know glory of the wild (souls that fly free, where the flesh knows the wiles in me, I shall sow my oats, to grow fields of gold), but seas (vision with a heart, into the valleys of pure gold, abundance for all).  We know the windy road ahead of me (standing upon the rolling hills, the waves of light our souls travel on to bee free).

There you are.  I see you down the road.  There you are, looking out so bold.  There you are, my heart did tell you look and seek.  There you are, my mind is so full of glee.  There you are, you're praying God help thee.  There you are, my heart knows, you found good company.  There you are, my brother sister, look out for God.  There you sitting inside, your buffalo heart (sacred four directions of the rainbow colors where the soul of heaven resides).

Sung By White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
Elder Crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter




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!

The crystalline rainbow that lives in you, the heart of all that living is the part of the truth, it's only the reflection that gifts us the light, the wondrous journey we sing in strife, but we would have no other way, to enjoy all the beloved sacred displays!  Welcome home Sacred Rainbow, where you shine all day, and nights bring the stars the emanate all grays (hear we go in Grandmother Space, weaving the sacred Rainbow).

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Warriors of the Rainbow Clan learning to be Parents and Soldiers to Love in the leaves (relatives in the blue of me and you, the trail of tears). Take up weapons to slain, all we don't need (sever ignorance, with validation, mending two broken hearts). Yet as our hearts tremble (because those who use hate or separation), we stand for LOVE all the way, this means we are loyal to all of God children who breath. We have tears abundant for all who need to forgive their parents and children please. Because a new Dawning is coming, to alleviate all this fuss, and make us be champions, who fight in the dust. Planting and rooting, to find the waters edge, there we are the heart of everything said. New stories are abundant to all that we say, and we are going on a journey, that leads us a way (in sacred flight, the souls dream). Into the hearts of those who need light, to bless all their darkness, sow shade will be right (from within the darkness the light is born)(by alleviating their plight, blessed by heaven, the soul's realm through the sacred walk). We are fighting for LOVE every day, including the LOVE of HEAVEN sent. Let us be warriors who stand for what is right, because we show mercy, and we have more love to show the way.


Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts united, we fight 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, the brotherhood)!

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It's the dream that takes us home, to the place, we do come from, when our hearts know it's time to go home. The days are long, and we endure, to find eternity in the clear, because we are the standing tree of life, that lives on, in a song. Come let's dream and sing out loud. Come on dance upon a cloud. Come and bee (the impossible dream we do live) the heart of all the sacred leaves, just you and me. And I know we are part of the plan, where paradise makes a stand, we are young at heart no matter what our age, we are from the sacred space. Let us bless all we do, to make it all come living truth, the road to happiness, does come inside our hearts, we bow to impart. A dream 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!