Gabriel Holds Us in the Sacred Storm, Where Our Souls Are Born in Perfect Love!

Hold up, wait for me.  Where you going without this tree (of life, branching to the moon and sky and rooting to all that lies behind)?  I am here to hold your hands.  I am here to make a stand.  Don't walk away from love this day.  Instead fight for what to say.  We are in a world, that needs love.  We are in a world full of gloves (perfect fits).

Understand, we are a man (lights of the flesh), the light (earthly) of God, it's here to stand (rainbow warriors of prophecy).  Understand, heaven (darkness of the soul) come home. We are living in a storm (collision of dark and light folding).  But if we look inside with love, we will find a way to hide (buffalo hide, sacred rainbow colors, our tools of light, which house our soul, our inner holy temple). Because we find refuge in other arms (in heaven we do share, the glory of God, is perfect love). We find a home (buffalo home, our rainbow light and tools, which house the heavenly bloom, the soul that imparts, magic and the start), in a storm (heaven and earth collide inside).

I can say, I'm here to roam.  I can dance a holy groan (dancing in the wind, even if there is so much pain).  But I need all you to give, when you use a heart that sings.  I know it's heaven, when you dance with me. I know it's God's love, always bee (flight of the impossible dream).  But my heart seems to ache, when you don't notice I'm on a stake (suffering for you, the law of love is true).

Can you realize, I need you sow?  Can you find a will to grow?  I will always be here for you. Just you ask, my heart will fulfill.  There is heaven inside of me (Grandmother space, where all dreams come true).  I will dance a song divinity (share God with you). I will be forever blue, the heart that knows how to be true (blue, relative's heart, that recognizes you, the soul inside of you). 

There we hold, the stake up high.  WE think, "We don't need alibis", because we know, God is Great.  WE are learning all is on a stake (perfect cube, the blessings that save me and you, as we suffer for relatives, we do gift a heart that is true).  It's just we need, each other two (soul and flesh), bring heaven home, with a view (perfect test, that rises like a sun, a light from within does shine).  Don't you want to know, Heaven upon this Earth?  Don't you want happiness in this girth (Oneness of God, the sacred circle we do form)? I say to you, hold your head up high, because we have no more alibis (true to self). 

Trust your heart and linger forth (one step at a time).  Trust the song, deep of course.  It's a river that runs so wild, true and blue, with a grateful smile.  And when you are down and need some love.  Just put your hands together (prayer) and fit like gloves (perfection, we belong to, as parts of the sacred storm, rainbow colors that do roam).  We will pray, to find a home, a place we call a temple that roams.  Our sacred home (heaven upon earth).  Let's go down (evolve, spiraling true to love), down into the crystalline show*•♫♪♥♪♫•* room.  Walk through that door (crystal person, who reflect the truth of the soul, the ability to know love, to gift self to the floor, humbleness we adore).  Know it's God's open floor (speaker in the house, G_ah_d, the utterance of heavenly transmission, our voice).  We are a Mountie (Royal Canadian Mounted Police, in other words, a Royal Kings Men Cavalry, a horse mounted soldier, the warrior who rides with the soul in the north, where light greets the dark, the flesh meets the soul) of surprise. WE are soldiers, who do not lie (true to self, arise).  We are filled with God's love.  We are mountains (holy and stands true), that don't move.  We are strength beyond this world, when we fill up, with heavenly delights. Let us trust our hearts tonight*•♫♪♥♪♫•* .


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums for the heart song of Gabriel (April 11 1985) born the year of the buffalo.

Gabriel's rainbow colors are gray, golden, blue, gray. Gabriel's Sacred Song Blessings was sung totellus a story, that God is great, when we trust ourselves, in all we do, just like a Grandmother True.  Inside of him, lies dreams alive, the cherish treasures, the clearing pile (excess of abundance). A Gray person, is Grandmother Space, where we dream.  S/he weaves our lives and destiny. S/he is the open space of heaven within, which appears without.  Always full of abundance, it's important for Grandmother Gabriel to share the wealth with the world of heaven and earth. 

His Brother Dominkus offers him, a dream of brotherhood, where validation of brotherhood is true, the reverberation of the rolling hills (waves of light, rainbow colors) dream come true, for all the world, heaven on earth, between you and me. S/he is the Dream Weaver of Destiny, the gray person. Gabriel offers the open space, of the heavenly realm, in which all (rainbow clan) has available for flight, through the dream land, the realms of paradise, heaven within.

Gabriel means God is my Strength. This personality is full of joy in the dream-world. He is jovial and loving to children and pets, making him a great entertainer in the stories of the stars.  Creative with many doors open at once (crystal doors to destiny) and must express themselves (all within him he holds, the embrace of paradise, the space of heavenly whims, the soul begins) as a whole of the universe.  This makes him a great up-lifters in social arenas. He often takes a very ambitious and philosophical outlook on this dream, while helping others to realize all is inside, and we can build anything we dream. Because he is verstatile with an optimistic attitude, he often is very zealous and conscientious of others in his space.  This enjoyment leads to controlling their environment. The world revolves around them, which is true, usually the eldest female rules, and Grandmother's tools.  This often is a point of view, that looks from the center of the universe, and thus at times missing the whole picture.  Many times Gray people (Grandmother space, where all dreams live) complain and squander, because, so many don't always do the right thing.  It's important to allow the Gray person, to spread, the wealth, which is often abundant, with the family or Rainbow Clan.

Their urge is perfection, the soul that loves domesticity, often neat and affectionate.  We run to the gray person, like running home, when things are not turning out to well, as this is a source of infinite love. He needs to heal others with his all knowing embrace of love.  They are great story tellers, as they exude confidence, as they love beauty within and without all the children of the Rainbow.  His magnetic charm, has others seeking him out, to be loved by all.  The dream has a place to be weaved, the soul has a place to know love and life has a place to be known, as dreams unfold (blossoming).  We are often guided down the path of enlightenment, to the world of dreams come true!


Gabriel (April 11 1985) year of the buffalo, rainbow colors are Gray, golden, blue, gray. His Twin Brother Dominkus (April 11 1985) born the year of the buffalo, rainbow colors are Golden, green, blue, gray. Their Mother, Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit's rainbow colors are white (star), yellow, magenta, gray. Gabriel and Dominkus both carry golden, where the dream of brotherhood calls out to the world.  Their Mother Grandfather Holy Spirit carries yellow (dream), and soul elder to the golden color (dreamer). Grandfather Holy Spirit offers these twins, an elder flesh (white or star person) and older soul (yellow overlay), to be a perfect parent to these children.

Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit said, "When conception of the boys took place, I had a feeling of a golden ray coming into me, where they where sliding down (from heaven).  The Father of the Twin Boys, was knocked out for nearly one week, after this encounter". White Buffalo Calf Woman says, "It's heaven, that knocked Father out, because he denies, his own worshiping cup" (denial of soul self, which needs more love, lacking self esteem, due to earthly past, and only forgiveness lasts and lasts, eternal, forever). These boys can teach us many things, as children in the world, hold the hand of Father (flesh embrace), who now need come home (soul's embrace), to witness the sacred storm. The folding of light and dark, make us a happy home, after we cleanse, the room.  This place, the holy temple in God's house, the heavenly home, where all the Rainbow children roam, inside Grandmother we do believe, because she holds our sacredness, within her sacred cup.  She embraces us and drinks us up or rather, simply loves us.

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I see you
I feel you
I hear you too!
I love you
I bless you, nine sacred directions, the splendid view!

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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!

Sacred Blessings in a Dream

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!

Which Way Do I Run? Is it To and Fro, the Dance of Love?

My life is overcome, which way do I run?  I know all is fun if I run.  If I cry.  If I run.  Come and hold my hands.  I will understand.  God is everyone, come let's dance and have some fun.  Glory Bee the day, when my love, saves your way.  I will hold your hand.  And I will make a stand.

It's the heart that runs.  It's a farm that leads the way.  It's the glory of the day, when the sun finds the way.  Come my darling, hold my hand.  I will be hear, to make a stand.  I will long for better days.  I will run and play. You seem to walk away.  But I know your glory is to play.  I know you have much to say, just come here and save the day. 

My love where do you go? I am the perfect snow (crystalline stone river of perfection, where love flows). I will hold your hands.  I will always understand.  Yesterday is far-a-way, but you need to forgive that day.  Yesterday I needed you sow (planting the seeds of love), but you did not glow (the flesh did not carry out the heart).

Today, I will follow you.  Today, I will have a new view.  Today, I grow inside your view.  We are going home to stay.  Glory Bee, the new devoted way.  Glory Bee, my heart can say, I will love you eternally. I will always find thee.  Now is the time, to glue to mine.  Now it's time to find the time.  Now it's time to give your heart.  I will make it start. 

Go ahead and hate my glow (flesh).  Go ahead and hate the flow (soul).  But I will be here anyway.  I will love you through the day.  I will be tomorrow's breeze.  I will love for eternity.  I will always hold your hand, because God always makes a stand. Because God "here I am".  Because I am, the loving hand......

Sacred Heart Song for Grandmother Dives From the Sky, our Two Foot Club, sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, sacred drumbeat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand.

 

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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Each day, the heart flows generously to the open hand, God billows sails for us to flow, and when we reach our portal of space, what is divine grace, but the heart of an open door, who allows us to be who we are, where we go and flow.  Where we come to greet the rising sun.  Where we worship the Great Stream, as we are part of this dream.  Blessings every day, offering fire in all we do and say.  WE do gift the purified stream, where the water cleanses every thing.  My relatives I do dream, that I am your heart and the spring.  Here you can come to drink, and know you are the truth of love.  Come and hold my hand.  Come and I will understand.  Come and bee (impossible dream realized) with me, and we shall fly into divinity.  Let us bee, the dreams unfold.  Let us bee the heart untold (to utter).  Let us sing, to know Angel songs, that our heart, wants to come out from our hides and bee told.

Mother Gives Birth to Joy with Pain and Suffering, the Law of Love
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Ms. Moore Looks For Love in Her Dreams and Stands on Mother Earth

Ms. Moore (black woman, yellow person, the dreamer of tomorrow, the dance of joy), had much pain and sorrow, however, when I blessed her, she blessed me back as she walked away! I had to sing her song, to soothe her soul, to alleviate her suffering.

Come let's dance and have a good time, the last thing we need is to take a chance (play it safe).  The heart and it's bounty is going to bee (the impossible dream), the heart of all those who need.  Come and bee the heart that deserves (Godliness), the place of going desert (dry and barren, without - suffering for others, the law of love, to fill up the evolution's call).  I have to say, my heart needs a way (faith to believe), to gift all the signs away (blindness, not vision of a heart, because the dreams of promise this day, don't seem validate to substantiate, denial because of so much pain, she doesn't realize how great her heart is, the gift of love, who suffers for thee, the place, Mothers believe, "It's gonna be better tomorrow, you'll sea-saying, just trust the Good Lord, it's on the way!", trusting the flesh-doing).  There is oneness inside my heart, but others they don't see it this way (I want to trust my soul, and walk my flesh, the united sun, that shines, the yellow glowing divine).  And I need love to protect all the doves (children of God), the heart of the loving ways. 

There is wisdom where all the world turns, the place I go to be right (reflection).  And when I turn to be with the place (One with God in prayer), the hand of God holds my hand, in place (it's alright, I am here).  I hold the hand of God in the face (my eyes, can sea and have faith).  I know it's hard, to be a good soul.  It's hard to be the one who needs to solve the way (Mother Nation, who must solve the injustices of the world, as Mother always imparts, wisdom of the flesh, "act the right way").  And when it's hard, my love is the way, to find the soul that portrays.

There is a desert (a place to fill up, the Mother's heart, that suffers for all, the child needs me to survive, the place of purification to bee alive), that needs to be bare (tears).  My heart knows no other way.  And I will long to be with your song (united with others hearts), because I need to love your day.  Come hold my hand (unity).  Come be the stand (for what is right, justice upon the land).  Come raise, the hand of God (believe in the light-flesh).  Reach up, reach up, and find the soul that stands (united with the flesh), upon the rolling hills (unified soul and flesh, the rising sun, where abundance is known, for all the land).  There I go to be with all the fills (empty cups, for springs of water to fill up).  I am the legion the honor that stands.  Come let my soul find a will (flesh to house the way) (tears).

I long to hold you, I long to be your light (dream), the servant who finds a new way.  Come be the dance, that shows us a new way, the last of the mighty hand (the warrior who is true, and blue of me and you).  Oh (flight of the soul to bee free) yes indeed.  The heart of the mighty land (the flesh, that brings us delight).  There is one place, there is one stand, the heart who blesses the way (righteous acts).  I come to bee (impossible dreams, that flies), the land with a dream (for all, I dream, as way to survive).  I have to make a stand, oh yes, I do, because it's God's command (righteousness).

We are the magic of mountains in the Earth, but none can see it this way,  The black man (Mother Nation) knows, it's long and arduous ways, but I know it's Mother's Earth.  The woman (law of love), who lends us this girth (with her children).  A woman who longs to be part of this song, I reach to the hands of God (to and fro).  I find my heart, needing rescue this day, because I'm the solid dirt (forgiving, soil of Mother Earth, where seeds can grow, to know the dream unfold).   Oh yes, I am (yellow person, who dreams, the delights of this land, the precious children at hand).  Because I am the solid dirt, Mother Earth, the place I make a mighty stand.

There is a judgment (righteousness), there is a place to grow (plant the seeds).  There is a warrant out for me (a black woman, not free from persecution, reason warrants it, "the end justifies the means", implies a covenant to make good, being chased ).  (Even though) I seek and I wander, to speak the good ways, the vibes that make me dance.  Oh yes, it does, the vibes (the golden rolling hills), that make me dance (to deliver freedom within to without).  I am the woman (law of love), who reaches in this land, to make the heart of the girth (dreams come true).  The one place, we are Mother Earth.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, for the Heart of Ms. Moore, with a Girth, the law of the seed, that grows with delight, as it reaches out for the light. An empty cup is a vessel to receive!

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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!

Paige's Heart Song Fills Our Heart To Open Up And Don't Give Up

Come and dance and join my song, I will reach for you.  Feel my pulse it's going home, where others fear to roam.  Take my hand and make a stand, we will win this war (against hatred and separation).  Those who do know of love, we shall teach them more.  Glory be to the suns, fighting for the justice land.  We will bring divinity to the hand of God. 

(swelling tears) Wash your shoulders (fighting instead of embracing) from your blood (Blood: life giving law of love.  Washing away dead blood from the impurities of man.  This is the action of purification.) and we will find a way (offer blessings each day).  Look upon the heart that dance, and say glory bee the day.  We are mighty kinsmen who fear only the hand of God (truth of righteousness), and we know that love will win, (swelling tears) because we are the just cause. 

Get your mighty sword out (severing ignorance), and we shall (swelling tears) defend the weak.  We shall triumph (swelling tears) over them (wrongdoing-adharma), who lost their souls today (river of tears).  What you think makes no sense if hatred is upon your heart.  We are the relatives that will never part (we are oneness of God).

There is  a mighty God, and soon we are going home.  And we need faith in all we do, to find the sacred day.  Look into tomorrow, the place where dreams come alive.  We can offer wisdom to those who are willing to survive, to survive the day (purification day, some call the day of judgment), the cleansing for God's ways, to bring us home again.  Salvation is the way.

Tarry not where blessings flow (relatives who need us not), but make a sacred path (to where those who need us).  Open blossoms everywhere, then spring into our ways (fighting for the law of love, unification of broken hearts), the sacred day that offers us ways (dreams come alive), to know of glory and sunshine in our hearts.  We shall start.  We share the rooms (Grandmother Space, the doorways into destiny), the playground that's groomed, for children everywhere.  Let our dreams be aware.  We are playing this tune, the song of hope where dreams come true, when we are blessed too, sacred and true.  Devoted to you.  Our hearts long to bee (impossible flight set) free.

This song is from your heart (Paige), and I am able to hear your perfection. This gift is for you, and any time you need to hear the song that rings true (to your soul), let me know. whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com.  These are the gifts White Buffalo Calf Woman offers to the word (part of the great-give-a-way). And what a glorious perfection you are.  Surely God sent you here!  Such wondrous righteousness (dharma) you bring .  Blessings for you in the wind!

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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!