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!"

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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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Thursday, November 24, 2011

Sacred Rolling Hills Set Me Free

Sacred Song Blessings for Choheiah (Running Free also known as Screaming Eagle)

I come this day to show my heart the way. I know it's golden (a light from within shines) if I show the waves. I need to glow out to the people today, I have much to share. I will glow to be aware. When skies are blue and my soul is looking for the hues. I seek a path of knowledge that will last. I look upon my people, they look like gloom, because they don't know how to swoon. If they could fly, then why oh why (seek all reasons), the soul could touch the heavenly roof. And I could be a heart in need (asking others for help), where heaven got my start.  I come this day to show my bow, to humble my destined heart, I know I need to take a hike into the golden clouds (spirit flight). Show me Great Spirit how!

There upon this sacred rolling hills, the waves can set me free. I know it's part of my destiny. And where it's gone (no more rolling hills) a moon clutters the sky to see (the reflection of our lives), but it's just a leaf (relative of the blue), my relative with tears of disease (on the red road where we suffer for love). And if I could touch the soul upon who looks at the moon (heaven and earth), I could see, the heart needing relief (circle of life, we are one/ness).  And yet the sun falls down each day, the moon never goes away, always showing her face (even in the day).  And when I shine to look up at you, my heart is through the garden in bloom (woman's heavenly), I am walking with you in the garden sow true. I can hold my love to you.

And light is going blind everywhere (ignorance), sow much to dew. Sooooo much to chewwwwww (digest information overload). And when I share my soul this very day, I will fly away, into the heaven's to make it a new day. And if I could I would rise again to play, the holy waves, that share my heart to say, "The glory of the sun with the moon, now that can heal, and bring us into spells of glorious real. And gardens in bloom, will always grow, just a wonderful magical show." Can it bee (impossible dreams are known), I want harmony (Grandmother to love me, the Sun Dancer). I want to share my life with thee, my relatives in the sea.

I gift to all my sacred heart the beat that rumbles the waves (heartbeat on the red road of rainbow colors). I want to say, glory is here to stay. And if I share my soul with you my relatives in the winds, then I will bee (dreaming), a glorious leaf (great circle). I will bee, a glorious leaf. I will bee.... a glorious leaf. (whispering) I bow down (bending at the waist and folding one arm).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums
Thank you for your wonderful heart, I bow and praise....


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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!

Monday, July 18, 2011

Grace Holds Us to the Hoops, Where Love Blossoms and Grows!

Greetings Grace,
Please send directly to hoop 4 with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy at "Hoop 4" . This way, you will be part of the hoops, sharing your heart with us. Thank you.  It's a learning curve around the hoops. We are pleased to hold you in our hearts.

What a nice song (below) you share this night. I too sang your song, the sacred song blessings of your heart's desire. My love, you surely can eliminate their mire (true healing). Blessings fall upon all who shout, but not merely when we are stout, but when we struggling to do our part. And as angels sing the mercies call, the waking of the fat (abundance) does fall, down from heaven to seek the heart of gold, my love, you are so bold.

You say, "Question . . . what of the rest of the people on this earth? When does respect and worship become larceny? Is there a difference: group mind/soul  and individuality/single incarnate? Why do some gather in remembrance while others' memory fades?  What of ancestry, of ancient times? . . . . . what of tomorrow?  And frankly, what is the point?  My name, I think, is 'Spitting in The Wind'." 

My love, who spits in the wind, is feeling hardships again. For those who you speak do not return your love, not understanding all you give up. And thus, you share the despise of men (golden child exchanges), for they do not know of forgiveness in the winds.  Your great name is fabulous for sure, not "spitting (voice clings) in the wind", but "golden light of grandeur".  And for the rest of those who are unwilling to bow, they will return, another day told. It's prophecy and those who are hear/here, will know the call to return to the Great Hall, where God is Oneness after all. 

We each share an individual task to meet and greet the path ahead. But also, we are part of man, where evolution takes it's stand. We enter the third rolling hill in time and those who do not undertake the sublime, will simply be cleansed for another time.  But those who are left standing and holding the gifts of God, will be those who knew how to be proud, with bows of love, billowing like clouds.  

Yesterday, morrows have a place you see, but the journey of life is here (hear me roar, the story told), now if you please. Yet understanding evolution's call will help you understand the great call. 1st rolling hill in time, we learned to take care of all of God's rungs, to survive and to unite, the flowers the seas, the clouds of shining dust, to bring mortals (caretakers of the earth) to immortal dust (aliens in the sky). 2nd rolling hill did bring it's unity, to learn to collide as light subsides (separation of soul and flesh, learning about the sacred light or rainbow colors and knights). 3rd rolling hill in time, did hold our hearts to shine, rainbow colors dare to blind (soul and flesh harmonize or run side by side).  This is the state we become satisfied, the fabled unity of the light, rainbow colors live in delight.  2013, we enter this state, those who are not bowing, will turn to dust, but those who are left, shall unite, to become the seeds of tomorrow that shine. Heaven and Earth are our claiming prize. 

4th rolling hill in time (next millenium), bring us to the cosmic shine (cosmic father, often referred to as space alien who travels to distant stars), when two suns rise over head and children need to be bred.  Thus the cosmic dust, will fly upon the open space, to return to the divine of the earth, where paradise is the girth. 

For those who have discontented hearts, we share it's tears and rivers of hail (pleading with God versus, allowing God to bee or dream), but we know now, those who return, exchange real love, are those we turn (towards).  We of the blue (of heavenly seas), the heart of heaven's seas, know it's all part of destiny, to know joy and bliss, to kiss the sacred winds, to have knowledge of eternal again. It's all worth it, for love is the highest call, the seeking of the magical halls.  

Your rainbow colors are golden (cosmic father, dream), blue (relative), green (spiritual leader, embrace of the river of Oneness)gray (grandmother dream space we all share of earth)Golden cleanses heavenly inner space. In other words, you exchange their impure for your pure.  Thus, you need to do your fire blessings to endure, to cleanse your own house of winds (four rainbow colors are the walls of your holy temple, that houses the eternal soul that flows and the winds of rainbow colors, including all mire). Recommend 8 fire blessings in the day, read "Holy Week Day" http://birthingofhope.blogspot.com to cleanse your buffalo home (holy temple of rainbow colors). With this, you will find yourself in the breeze, the happiness will find it's release.

your devoted servant, 
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child, wakan iyeshka, walking song or holy interpreter
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On Sat, Jul 16, 2011 at 8:06 PM, Golden Grace wrote: 
(Note: White Buffalo Calf Woman interprets in parenthesis below) 

I bless the 9 directions and I bless the rainbow warriors of prophecy.
Dear White Buffalo Calf Woman of the Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy:
The mirror reflects the inside out or outside in.  What separates "Beauty" rests simply in the eye of the beholder. When time ceases we know our name, the one of the many aspects. "Here Now" What creates the who. Doorway of meaning the window shines light beings submerged in carbon based "Memory". We dance in the realms of deepening gold (hues of rainbow colors traveling inside their dreams), lavender blue (sacred relative).  Throat opens to express the green emerald of the heart (spirit is lead home to tread). Yellow light of the sun turns to orange hue below (descending soul, plants the seeds of love). Red is the root of the tree (red road where the law of love lives).  Swirling platinum rays (silver mirror to the flesh or rainbow colors) we sit adrift within the sea of humanity.
Question . . . what of the rest of the people on this earth? When does respect and worship become larceny? Is there a difference: group mind/soul  and individuality/single incarnate? Why do some gather in remembrance while others' memory fades?  What of ancestry, of ancient times? . . . . . what of tomorrow?  And frankly, what is the point?  My name, I think, is 'Spitting in The Wind'. 
With much ado (adieu or I commend you "to God") I bid to you a heart-felt Thank you.  
With Respect and Curiosity, I thank you for your time and patience with the likes of one such as I.
Namaste - ecarG Grace


On Tue, Jul 12, 2011, White Buffalo Calf Woman wrote:

Aho Grace,
Thanks for your inquiry.  You are asking for a sacred song blessings and your rainbow colors. I will get to it as soon as possible.

Heavenly Name (Great Mission and Tools of Color to achieve your mission) is given to Hoop 2 members. This means, you got to start in Hoop 4, the blue road, the talk. And then Hoop 3, the red road, the walk. Then 21 days of fire blessings, to get into hoop 2, walking talking, the great spirit comes to stand there, you are aware.

We need help with doctors and nurses.  I am always looking for help in the health field. But we start with your heart, bowing like the rainbow, by sharing our stories, in hoop 4.

You have requested to join the indigo crystal children adult group. Now all are open to join us here, but truly it's a stepping stone group and I don't have too much going to this group.

If you want to join us on the HOOPs, with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, please send me a prayer for Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. You can look at this page for ideas http://www.iamasundance.info/prayer. This should guide you.

I would rather sea you on the hoops with us, versus on a stepping stone group, which are those who cannot bow to love or know of prayer. You are a devoted servant, as most nurses are.  We look forwards to your prayer.  I will get back to you as soon as I can. Send me another email if you need too, but if you are in the hoops, you will be with us.  Looking for you!

love and blessings
your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman
elder crystal child, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
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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!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Razor Parrot Who Clings to the Vine, Telling Us, How Far We Need to Run for Blessings in the Sun!

Sacred Song Blessings for Razor Parrot Who Clings to the Vine, telling us, how far we need to run!

There in my homeland, where the sky is blue, my heart grows fonder of this view.  I have to say, it's the green grass home, where all the suns, come running home.  I hold my head up for all to sea, but they don't really look at me. I await the days, when they know my name, "I'm the Green Grass home and I'm here to stay". 

Take my hand and follow me, where my heart will heal you into divinity.  There we shall wander upon the shores.  There my heart will follow yours.  Jump up and down, find liberty, the heart of a child, will glow and glee.  There my sins will be washed away, because I forgave all my foes yesterday.

I am going to where the Green Grass grows, where the blossoms grow and know.  Come won't you join me and have some fun, because we are already on the run.  Come and sit with me by the fire, tell me stories, that keep us wild (alive).  I know it's going to be a great big ride, over the rolling hills we do hide. Sow set sails with me, and roll away, over the horizon and glow away.  We shall set sail to know where Kingdoms lie, the place we call Paradise. 

Ho ho ho (this is the sound, that follows the low and longest wave, the Red Road, the law of love), we are on the nose (bow of the ship), the leading and breeding the place that grows.  Ho ho ho, we do know, the heart of the sailor who grows and flows.  There we are going for a great big ride, sailing seas, for the hello goodbye, but we will be back to have some real good fun, the heart always lingers and wants to run.  Ho ho ho, there we go, my heart says pitter patter (reigns and cleanses), the rainbow glows (sails).  I know you are the place I want to bee, because my love is going to be the ever glee.


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother



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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!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Yesterday's Story Tells Me to Run, Greetings to the Awesome Sun!


White Buffalo Calf WomanWhite Buffalo Calf Woman White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, the heart of always coming to spring (forth). Here I come to run under the sun, dreaming screaming, the sun does goes on. I am pulling the plow to know the way, the storage of yesterday. I am the soul, who runs and plays, because I struggle for always. Take me to the land of love, where there is understanding of the doves. Let peace foretell the path of love, where I will be the standing on the law of love. There inside, I will be proud, my heart will bee going ever so mad, but inside my madness, I do claim, the heart of those, who came yesterday. My heart is going round and round, and I will know the living miles. I dream and sleep upon these shores, so I can know even more. 

Come and rescue me this day, the soul does long for yesterday. But now my flesh, pulls me towards the sun, where I must open all the halls of the lungs. I breath, to know the law of love. I breath to know of yesterday. My ancestors long to bee my heart, to show me a way, to live my part. Bee (the impossible dream) sacred. Give a way. Live my song of yesterday. Hold on. Give me the song, there I will know what is right and wrong. There I am, standing on the day, when I will be the heart of all the laws. Yesterday, leads me into a new time, where all will be a riding time. Over the rolling hills, and into the sun. I go to you, to be higher than the sun. And soon my madness shall turn to the world, to know I am the star, that left this earth. And now I come home from yesterday, to bee (the impossible dream) the heart of always.


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!

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Bring Me Home to Soul's Who Know, the Sacred Song Blessings!


Sacred Heart Song For Fahad

Here I go down rolling hills, my heart glows to make it through the snow (crystalline stone river).  I know it's times like this, my heart needs to have more than a miss.  I need the relatives, who's hearts, are like my soul.  Can you God bring me home to the heart of those who know.  I long for a place, to bring my soul, into God's grace.

Give me comfort for what I need, to share the gifts of all the leaves (relatives on the tree of life).  Give me eternal love, that takes me over the fire's glow.  Come on home to my soul.  Where the heart always knows.  Gift me comfort before a roaring flame, where the song, does always bring.

Take my hand, and I will be there.  I will always have a stare (vision with a heart).  I seek with a heart so pure, into the land, where God endures. Hold me, to other shores.  Keep me inside the place I will endure.  I need hope for better days.  I need others to pray.

Thee is much in the world, I do know.  There is much for my sisters to grow.  There is much for my brothers to know.  And my love, it will show the flow. Give me more to sing.  For the days, and the nights, they do bring, suffering in all I do, because others they don't have a view.  Give me strength for the days.  Hold my hand, and I will pray.  We are going to be God's again, when we dream of times without sin.

There I will go into my heart, I will start to be a part. I will go to where I am needed, because it's the will of God that does shed it's blood (suffering for others, the Red Road, the law of love, the fire of purification that brings them home).  I can open the doors, because I know it's means so much more.  I glow for everyday, because I know God is here to display (rainbow colors of the mighty land, where the people and our relatives do make a stand).  Rainbow land, the place, I stand.

sung by white buffalo calf woman, tears I share with you...for the heart of Fahad

Tears abounding for there is much fear (hatred all around me).  I know the land of love, will come as soon, as we shed, the hating heart, those who don't have a heart, teach them to forgive my love, teach them of love.  Hold them my Great Father's love, Great Mother hold them in your heart.

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القلب المقدس للحصول على الأغنية فهد


هنا أذهب إلى أسفل التلال ، يضيء لي قلب لجعله من خلال الثلج (البلورية الحجر النهر). أنا أعلم أنها لمثل هذه الأوقات ، قلبي يحتاج الى اكثر من ملكة جمال. أنا في حاجة إلى الأقارب ، والذين في قلوبهم ، مثل روحي. يمكنك جلب لي الله المنزل على قلب أولئك الذين يعرفون. أنا طويل للحصول على مكان ، لتقديم نفسي ، في نعمة الله.

أعطني الراحة لماذا أنا بحاجة ، لتبادل الهدايا لجميع الأوراق (الأقارب على شجرة الحياة). تعطيني الحب الخالد ، أن يأخذ لي على النار في توهج. يأتي على منزل في روحي. حيث قلب يعرف دائما. هدية لي الراحة قبل لهب طافوا ، حيث الأغنية ، لا تحقق دائما.

يأخذ بيدي ، وسوف أكون هناك. وسوف يكون دائما التحديق (الرؤية مع القلب). أسعى مع ذلك القلب النقي ، في الأرض ، وعند الله باق. عقد لي ، إلى شواطئ أخرى. يبقي لي داخل المكان الأول يدوم. أحتاج الأمل لأيام أفضل. ولست بحاجة الآخرين ليصلي.

اليك كثيرا في العالم ، وأنا لا أعرف. هناك الكثير لأخواتي في النمو. هناك الكثير لإخوتي أن نعرف. وحبي ، وسوف تظهر التدفق. أعطني أكثر في الغناء. لأيام ، وليالي ، فإنها لا تجلب ، والمعاناة في كل ما تفعل ، لأن الآخرين ليس لديهم وجهة نظر. أعطني القوة لأيام. عقد يدي ، وسأصلي. نحن ذاهبون إلى الله مرة أخرى ، عندما كنا نحلم مرات من دون خطيئة.

هناك سوف أذهب إلى قلبي ، وسوف أبدأ في أن تكون جزءا. سأذهب إلى حيث أكون أنا هناك حاجة ، لانها ارادة الله التي لا تسلط انها الدم (لمعاناة الآخرين ، والطريق الأحمر ، وقانون الحب ، نار تنقية أن يجلب لهم المنزل). أستطيع فتح الأبواب ، لأنني أعرف أنه يعني أكثر من ذلك بكثير. أنا توهج للاليومية ، لأنني أعلم أن الله هو هنا لعرض (ألوان قوس قزح من الأراضي الأقوياء ، حيث الشعب وأقاربنا لا يتخذوا موقفا). قوس قزح الأرض ، والمكان ، وأنا أقف.

سونغ من امرأة بيضاء الجاموس في ربلة الساق ، والدموع أنا أشاطركم... لقلب فهد

الدموع ليزخر هناك الكثير من الخوف (الكراهية كل من حولي). وأنا أعلم أرض الحب ، وسيأتي في أقرب وقت ، ونحن تسلط ، وكره القلب ، وأولئك الذين لم يكن لديك القلب ، ونعلمهم أن يغفر لي الحب ، نعلمهم الحب. عقد لهم عظيم لي محبة الآب ، الام العظمى عقد لهم في قلبك.

القداسة ديفيد الجري النسر ارسلت الحب لك والمحيطة بها!


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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We are Oneness, God's children, I have sung! I love you through all your pain, let your prayers seek you in the heart of rain...

نحن وحدانية ، أولاد الله ، لقد غنيت! أحبك من خلال كل ما تبذلونه من الألم ، واسمحوا صلواتكم تسعى أنت في قلب المطر...




"صباح الخير " (rising sun)

for the day of reckoning is near, come let's sing and dance, to praise, to be without fear


there beyond the hills we do grow, the heart of those who know.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Dance With Me and Sing in the Rivers Flow


The heart song of Relative T. Carter, a green person, true spiritual leader of the world!

Which way do I flow? Which way do I go?  I know it's the way of loving today.  But so many don't want to love what they do, they fuss and make it blue (sadness), when all they need to do.  Is bless each and everyone, to be like the sun, the sky that gives us life, is where we bring our strife. And we could hear to be all that's clear to open rivers flowing to open in the wind.  And we could be love, when we follow those above, to remember that heaven is here down below where all the tears do flow (fall like a water fall, the sound that makes us free).

My love is waiting for you, because I know the clues, I wait and watch for you, to be the ever clues.  My heart waits and seas, the longing of me.  And you could be near, when you trust all your fears.  Walk into my heart and bellow the song true, for I will hold hands and make it all come true.  And I will be the plenty when others turn away, because I love you, to be the sacred way. 

Now we come to hold you, to offer you more than love, and sacred river flowing a dance from above,  the sacred rainbow flowing, upon the rolling hills, that's where I come to hold you, to be the dance of still (reflection of the heart).  Come hold my hand, come be the open stance, for we can climb rainbows and be, beloved trees. and I will be singing to you in the wind, and I will be open to dance here again.

Now whisper and dance and sing hallelujah, because the Great Spirits are coming to bellow the Song.  The range of mountains that allow rivers to flow, have come to release the torrents for all down below.  Those who learn about Sacredness and bless all who come in, will be the heart of many who believe in sacred trees.  And I will hold them dearly to my heart when they bleed, for dancing is for miracles when they come home to sea.

Dance with me and we will be one great big happy family.  And when we hear the songs from you, then I will be so happy to feel the blue (relatives).  They my heart, will linger in the wind, for we have come home to dust off our feet again.  But if we don't have miracles to believe in this day, then sacredness shall lead home this very way!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Where the Red Road Flows are Hands That Set Us Free

Elder Willed One Whispering Silence, the Storms Embrace Song of Light (flesh),

The flesh is knowledge when we run, over the rolling hills of the sun, and I can fly over to you, when you believe it's all true, but what would it take to love you again, how will it be if none of us sinned, we could be mountains that touch the sky, if we could care enough to slice the pie.

The flesh is the rising of all of us, and we could be elation if we could kiss the dust and my life would be bound to you and me, when you realize that we are all free.  You just have to open your door to see, if you could believe it's all true, and I could hold your hand, when you start to sing again, and we could be dancing along the river again.

I say to open the sky to me, to believe in rainbows, it's all set free, just be inside the heart, and you can believe, that your body is knowing if you just trust in thee.  the heart is knowing when you trust in yee, and you could be all that you wanted to be, but you just have to open your heart to sea, and you would be rainbows in the sky again, to believe.

I want you to be happy, but you don't know why!  You don't understand me, because you are not part of the pie, and if you could have me, and hold me close to you, then we could be rainbows that fly across the view. over rolling hills, we walk together, to be in paradise, we could be mountains with snow that would be nice, and I could be holding you, when you need me sow, and I could be miracles when I watch you grow.

The days are long and short, depending on your view, just open the heart beams and you could see more too. and if you deny your feelings, then what do we have, but empty rainbows without a sky to dance from above.  I say, will you join me, will you be part of the breeze.  will you  be the rainbows, instead of sleeves, this means you must open your windows to see, and what you see out there is sunshine that bleeds.



What you see is sunshine out there that bleeds, the sacred red road that leads you to me.  and I want you to travel along heaven's route so you could find rainbows and all of your truth.  I say, you need hardships to show you the way, you won't understand the way of the hands, the hand that holds you, to let you know the way in, to heaven upon earth, the place of sins.  And we could bless all of the world this day, all you have to do is be a rainbow with a  view, that means you get down on your knees to pray, and we will be sacred the heavens's route this day. we will be on the red road,t he way to be free, just hold my hand and scream, I'm going to be set free, and I will bless my brothers and my sisters to be set free, for we are related and part of a sacred tree.

sung by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother
drum by holiness david running eagle shooting star
where the Red Road breathes



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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Heavens Rising Sun!

Does it always have to be this way,when the sun comes down to speak this day?  Do I always have to sing my day, for you don't know your way.  And what if I come to your place and learn of love to display, the Golden Wheel of love today, that's eternal as the Sun?  And what if I could be the soaring sound of liberty and be great as a Giant Sailing Breeze, just to find your heart again!

I know you are waiting for me, but I have to say, I need to bleed (walk the law of love, the red road) and I need for you to know the way, when you kiss the ground we walk this way.  And sacredness is pure if we come to land upon the ground to see, and have all we need when sails begin, to walk again, in the sacred way.

Don't be alarmed when we do seek and when we have heart to know the bleak, but we will share the heart of everyone to speak of the sun again.  Over rolling hills, I do sail this day, to open hearts to have them know their way, and I will be there when you call my name, I am called the Rising Sun.  But if you don't look my way to sea, how will you know which way for you to bleed, to make happiness in all you do, when you just turn away.

My heart is loving you, this day, but you don't learn, instead walk away, and I will bless your heart deer (journey) anyway, because you need me so this day.  And if you do turn and walk away, then you can be the greatest breeze that's me, we can join in hearts and be the wind, to fly free again, to fly over rolling hills.
  
Heart Song for Adrian Heaven's Rising Sun, a Magenta person
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your twin deer mother, a Crystal Elder



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