Emmanuel Sunshine Gleams, the Heart of Heaven's Wind Brings Us Closer to Amen!

Thunder take me, hold me close to you.  I wonder, why God holds my hand to this view. Where are the children, walking home this day? I look yonder, and all I do pray.  Where is the heaven, that sent me down here? I want to know, to live without fear!  God hold me close, to heaven come home, where is the storm that looms.  Bring me closer to the womb.

Merry-go-round is for little children everywhere (evolution). Why don't they climb on and begin the great play. I am walking towards the man, who opens the heart, wake up salvation, make this an ark (sails filled, soul flies). Brother, Sister, walk with me this day. I will show you how to pray. Come near my soul and walk with heaven this day, it's opening up the doors to play.  Wisdom grows older, when you come on home. Where do we go from this sacred storm?  I am looking for salvation to run over the rolling hills and into the sun.

Catch the rays of sunlight, beam across the fields (golden fields), I awoke one morning to shine upon the hills (waves of light). And there you stood standing, waiting for me. Here I come to light (sun), let it bee (dream the impossible dream). Inside of heaven, that holds me so close near to my heartbeat, near to the sky.  I am beholden to stars in the heavens that die, in order for them to give me life. I awake to all of this strife (paradise).

Miracles abound to the scent of the winds (k/nose is the bridge between realms). Come hold me closer still. Reach to the heavens, and pull down a star, that's where we do come far. That's heaven sent jar (To fill up, contain like this blue world, earth. Coughing, coughing, voice over the bridge to new realm, heaven come home). Next to the house where God keeps his rooms, I am looking for Mother, who keeps it all still. There is a mirror (reflection of the truth, looking at self in the realm of paradise) in the kitchen with blood (to bee alive, following the law of love), it's our salvation, kingdom come. Far deep into excitement reach into your heart, feel all the charms, that you sent out loud.  Don't you feel heaven, returning to you, it's a place with a sacred view. 

Hold me close, take my hand this day, walk with Brothers and teach them how to pray. And my Sisters, stand up to this law (law of love, the red road, demands, united hearts do make the stand), come home and shake my Brothers hands, make it a Man, who demands (hero, who demands blessings). Come be a hero, wake to it's call. Come share a mountain, come share it's fall. Then when we rise up, the circle begin, we can live without any sin. 

Capture existence, then what do we do?  No tomorrow, no sacred view.  But if we seek the heaven inside, then hearts will pound with pride.  We will walk towards our strife.  Come gather, come sing, come join and bring it in. Come bring the hearts of men to their knees (bowing down to sacredness, blessings for all). Show miracles abound, when heaven makes a sound, prayer in the heart is everything. Just reach up, reach up to the stars. Just reach up and make a sound far. Reach up and find my heart there, shining forever if you dare.  Come reach up. Come reach for a star, it's heaven that's come home, reach inside your heart. Come reach up, come find heaven near, it's closer, than far, it's very near (just point to your heart). 

A place without fear  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  brotherhoood, I come towards your call.  Brotherhood, I'm greeting it all. Tell my Father (Great Spirit Father reigns outer earth), I have come home. Tell my Mother (Great Spirit Mother reigns inner heaven), I'm a living storm (perfect form, living alive, working strife out, bringing blessings, to all relatives around).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand for the heart of Emmanuel Sunshine Gleams. His rainbow colors are golden, green, blue, gray. No interpretations for heavenly name, earthly name or rainbow colors included. Ask and you shall receive, just be patient and believe. 

Emmanuel ("God is with us") John ("God's grace") Richard ("powerful leader").  Sunshine Gleams, your Pistol of the Avenging Loom.

Sunlight Gleams, our Pistol (Heaven's wind) of the Avenging Loom (we are united, not divided)

Heavenly name, Mission of Life: Sunshine Gleams
Earthly name, Earthly tools of light: Pistol of the Avenging Loom. 
Tools of light: Golden (cosmic father), green, blue (both colors green and blue, fountain of love), gray.

We call him the Sunshine Gleams, bringing back the stream, the heart of man, who does make a stand upon the rolling hills, my God, it's where we fill.  Gleem into the heart of man, choose to make it on a stand.  Gift the waves of heaven sent, the longing of a new lent, Give your heart what you need, because it's part of the sheeves. When all is done and gone and went, it's where heaven does begin. The heart of what we need to sow is brought about by the sacred snow. The weaves of bonds, do need a home to create the loving storm.  Take a heart in a place to bee, the heart of those, who need to sieve (clean your life up).  Just reach into heaven sent, then you will find all you need to bring home. The longing of a fruitful avenge, is when you seek the heart of lent. Chose a staff and you will dig, a place where man, can stand and give. WE call him by the heart of man, the Pistol (Heaven's wind) of the Avenging Loom (we are united, not divided).

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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!

Song of Heaven Shares the Promise Land, We are a Rainbow Clan

Walk with me in the promise land. Tell my soul, I have a band. Where we walk my home will be there, because we are a family affair. 

Thine is glory under the sun. I will grow green grass on home. 

Clear fields and a blue sky, I will be here, a light, the straw of heaven's delight.

When I share my heart and my home, I know God is living in a groomed home.  Halls of justice, blow inside the winds, now it's time to begin. Where God shows mercury to our sins. But the days are lingering by, and so many they don't know why. 

What can I do, to show the blue (relatives true), how my heart leans towards love. I want to serve more than doves.

Its God's world. It's where I feel. 

It's a path that sends me home. 

It's a place, where I do grow. 

Fie

lds of dreams come towards me. 

Hold me closer to divinity. 

And my heart beat will always know,

 that I am God's creation that blows, 

in the heavenly rows, where the corn does grow (a state of higher consciousness). 

My heart is filled with divine love, wisdom that comes from a smile.

And the shepards, come take care of your flocks. Hold them favorably, when we don't lean on our doves.  

My soul will listen to those who do sing, help me gather again. 

I want to share my life with everyone. I want to be a part of this sacred sun. I live to show my glory everyday, it's time for all of us to pray. It's time for God to show us the way.

Listen to spell binding wishes that keep, our souls together, always a step that we reach. I know you need my love this day. 

Wait, I'll be there some way. 

Sisters hold me, lift your voice high. Brothers take care of your wives. And when we are listening to the true devoted love, then we can come on home and learn from the dust. 

Earth hold me close.  Heaven lean on me the most. 

I will stand up to your call this very day. I will teach you how to pray.

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person and Southern Season, your Song of Heaven Drums, elder green person. Sacred Song Blessings from the heart of Song of Heaven.

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She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)


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! 

Rainbow Mother Jill Brings Us Home With the Perfect Loving Storm. Let's Share our Hearts With Everyone!

There are rainbows in the sky, oh (feel the flight of the soul) my God why oh (feel the flight of the soul) why, can't the world, know of love? Can we go to where we gather like doves? I want to know, how the world will learn of love.  How can I do my part to view a separated world (with prayer and song)?  My God fill me clear (blessings relieve).  I want to live inside of you, where there is living a sacred view.  And I know, it's time to glow, inside this heart, my living part.

And when we ride the rainbow sky, I will give my heart and learn of why, men don't look at the realization of our lives, it's time to strive.  And then the world, will give and take, learning how to make mistakes, but we are hear/here to learn of love and find a new view, a sacred true. And if we lean upon the stables of time, then we can be able to make us blind, a light from within will shine.  I say glory is here, my live is not full of fear, but I do know, when it's hard out in the world

Many days go by and by, leaning on time, when we don't want lullabies, but we reach into our hearts, asking God, what's our part, how to heal the world and make it whole again.  It's a living storm, let us begin.  Walk on home you and me, through the laughing and the breeze, my heart does know, all this glow in time to come home. 

Reaching out for stars in the sky.  I wonder oh (feel the flight of the soul) God why oh (feel the flight of the soul) why, do we have to have this view, when  others don't have so much to chew (homeless and without resources).  I need to know, where does it' glow, I need to go to where it snows, the blessings save and treat us like Saints to pull us through. My heart is longing for a view, where God is here abundant too. It's time to share, all we have with this world.

And my heart is always leaning on you, because I know it's a sacred view, when two hearts lean on love, it pulls us through, God knows in you.  And it's time to feel the wind, to bring our hearts home instead of sin, because it's joy, the life we know that fills us up, to drink from God's cup (heavenly spiritual embrace).  And  my heart finds some hope, when I find a wheel with spokes (rainbow clan, all of us, has a part, like spokes in a wheel), who are the destiny, the clan of all the breeze.  When we reach out to each others side, then we can find a world that no longer needs to hide, we can jump for joy. We can lift the world up high, in the sky.  

We are children you and me.  We are giving the humble breeze.  It will be sure of this, that it's a sacred kiss.  If we choose to love if we dare, then we can always eliminate despair. Come and hold my hands. Help me understand. We are family you and me.  Because we belong to the heavenly tree, the home of love, let us work to prove this love. And I gift my heart to you. I gift this fabulous view, because you need my love.  Because it's what doves do.  It's time for us, to gather the sacred dust. It's time for us, to give a damn about sam (needing help, God heard, requested of God, God's heart).

It's time to go home, we must only jump and run, over the rainbow bridge, to lease out our lids (cover up or to hide from your sin, but here, we must uncover, bring our soul out, to play once more, over the rainbow we flow). Cover the sky with your love. Hold the hands of others who are like doves (gathering together in heaven's song). Be true to you, be true to your view (voice and validate others, to be received).  And I will stand with you through the test of time.  I will be there all the time.  I will show the world, how love does grow and spill.  It's a place for our hearts. It's a place for us to become darts, piercing all the hearts, it's time to go home! 

Sung by white buffalo calf woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person and sacred drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star for the heart of our beloved Rainbow Mother Jill Peachy (singer), wife to Jeff Seigfried "Roar of the Buffalo Horn" (composer) and Mother to TheSiegfrieds (band).

Mission or Heavenly name: Rushing Winds
Tools of Light or Earthly name: Bell of Freedom that Rings (no interpretation added, must ask again)

Tell the world I'm coming home, to where my heart does soar. They call me the "Rushing Winds", because I am always there to hoar (skip a step towards holiness, sacredness, sacred form of a crystal, frost). And in my heart, I look to heaven's winds.  I think my part, will bring HOLY to everything.  If only I could grow, to touch the mountains glow, and when I do find, that My heart does chime. They call me "Bell of Freedom that Rings" this day. And inside my soul, I look for all things gold. And if you could join me, I would really die within, and be born again, to embrace your soul. Come hear it ring, bring the bell to everything.  Come feel my heart, your Mother will impart wisdom to you. Just bow down, seek the hand of God inside, then you will know, how proud I am.  

Comment by White Buffalo calf Woman:
Jill means youthful, sweetheart, downey-haired child, regenerated youth, bumfluff (the soft and fluffy growth of hair on the chin of an adolescent), apostate (apostasy, apostate, aphistanai, which means to revolt. One who abandons one's religious faith, political power, principles or a cause, towards the enlightenment.), the golden coin.

Jill, Gillian, Julian, Jeel, Juliana, Gil (Giligin), Jil (coin), Julia, Julian, Gillian, Jolyonm, Julien, Juia, Julianus, Julius.  

Symbols associated A cross and ropes (entwined together), a scourge. A scourge is a whip or lash, used to inflict severe corporal punishment. As you can see, the scourge was used, because our interpretation is a reflection from the truth, yet intended to get the person, to do what is correct and upstanding. Today, we know, that corporal punishment does not bring a man home to his heart, instead, we awaken to the knowledge and wisdom from within (heaven) that the embrace to instill love into another heart is the only fight. This is the action is like that of a devoted Mother who punishes, lovingly, to chide the child, towards the path of the heart. This is a form of cleansing the fields of space to promote rebirth and regeneration. Jill also represents the dove, or one who gathers in peace with others. With this, there is goodness and beauty. In one story, Jill refused to renounce her faith or her virginity, because it's a pure heart that walks with God. Now we can interpret heavenly views, where love is united and not separated as once before.  WE have much to learn about personal evolution within the world, but it's that aim to have high ideals and sacred behavior that returns us to a pure heart once more.

"The name Jill has a very long history dating so far back that researchers are unable to pinpoint it's exact emersion into the world. It is believed to have started however as a form of currency. Back in the B.C. days a form of currency in circulation was called a 'gil.' It was kinda like our small change is today. Larger currency was known as a 'jack.' The story goes that the popular children's nursery rhyme, Jack and Jill, originated when a king and his economy were doing very well, the values of the jacks and gils were rising (Jack and Jill went up the hill). Unfortunately the people were struck by a plague that left everyone short of drinkable water (to fetch a pail of water) with the death of thousands the economy suffered (Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after.) Many years later, probably around the 10th or 11th century the name Gil or Jil was being given to boys. Somewhere between then and now an extra "l" was added and it became a girl's name. Jill, the name has a description or meaning which is from a Roman family name, meaning bumfluff, meaning youth."

In classical times Julianus was a name borne not only by various Roman family name, early Saints and even the Emperor Julian, "the Apostate", who attempted to return the Roman Empire from institutionalised Christianity to Paganism. This is an attempt control of the mind, where Paganism included all of religions and magic arts, rather than the exclusion that Christianity practices today. Inclusion of is God (heaven). Exclusion is of Man(earth).  Now, finally in the third phase of evolution, we will have both, Heaven and Earth.  Man will understand exclusion is walking away, someday to return home again! This is the practice of light.  It travels and must end it's journey eventually back to dark space. Heavenly darkness embrace us and let us shine, heaven and earth, make me sublime!

"Paganism (from Latin paganus, meaning "country dweller, rustic") is a word used to refer to various religions and religious beliefs from across the world. It is a term which, from a Western perspective, has modern connotations of spiritualist, animistic or shamanic practices or beliefs of any folk religion, and of historical and contemporary polytheistic religions in particular.  Thank you. 
http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/pagan."

In other words, it encompasses all religion, the Godly, and often misunderstood. Within all religion, many creates rules to govern spiritual knowledge.  When we include knowledge we seek wisdom. Literature gains wisdom through intellectual abilities. Heaven receives wisdom, with knowledge of the heart, through a song. When song is brought to the surface, many call it the "universal language" known as music.  This is received, because we are able to feel the notes on a scale, regardless of count.  It's what stirs our heart, our feelings, that can create unity with all a singularity, we call music.  This is the language of heaven, the voice, the song, the receiving that stirs our hearts. Feelings, only need validation, in order to be received. This is the new skill of the next phase of evolution.  Religion always empowers when fire and water serves as vehicles towards spiritual unity. Oneness, can only be achieved, when we walk towards the feelings, validate them and purify with intentional blessings, to purify all space.  This is the heavenly path, called the blue road. This color is often called black, our heaven, where stars beam across galaxies. But the black is so dark, it shines dark blue, where light reflects. This darkness, where we give birth to light. This birth of light journeys to return back to darkness.  This is the heavenly path of goodness (godliness), only with purification of fire and water, daily, hourly and perpetually, in the perfection of our world.  We gain wisdom, when we learn to receive, validate and bless.  These attributes provide heavenly beginnings to an earthly paradise. For one to be a country dweller, one must learn to spiritually be One with it's roots, it trunk, it's branches.  Enjoy life, walk towards the gathering of music, and of the heavenly attributes of spiritual union. Comments end by White Buffalo Calf Woman

Coat of Arms: A red shield with silver fess between six silver crosses crosslet. (Fess(e) is used Heraldry an ordinary consisting of a horizontal band across a shield, conventionally occupying a third of it's length and being wider than a bar. Fess also means fascia a flat strip band, fillet or connecting tissue. Horizontal band.

Comments by White Buffalo Calf Woman: Red is the law of love, a shield that protects. A silver fess, is the color of truth of light of man, in all their actions of mortal reality, the physical truth. This color binds us to a Cosmic Mother, who stands on this law. Wraps us around with this perfect love, and chides us, towards this red road, the law of love. Again with the silver crosses, this perfect love exists in a Mother who stands up for Godly morals in an impure world. A cross represents the world, where the red road of light, giving and earth, cross the blue road of dark, receiving and heaven, entwine towards rebirth and dreams that come true. Six of them represent the prayer blessing.  And when we share the blessings, we turn things into a crystalline form. This allows one to journey upon the crystalline stone river. Rejected by God, excluded from salvation and lost in sin. "Ask for forgiveness quick" says Holiness David, for those lost in sin, only need seek salvation once more.

Peachey means baby's complexion or temperament, la peach or sweet cheeks. Popular phrase "Peachy Keen".  Peachy also means rock or stone, from the world Petros or petra. This is the crystalline stone river, and we the third rock from the sun, are grateful for paradise, our blue world. Now heaven appears, in the third phase of evolution, we enter 1013, let us pray to succeed along the waves, along the crystalline stone river. End comments by White Buffalo Calf Woman.

Various Spelling: Becca, Beck, Bich, Peggy, Peg, Page and Pegg. Other similar baby names are Peach, Patch, Peale, Peall and Perah, Becky, Pascha, and Pasha, Peache, Peachee, Peachey, Peche, Peter, Petr, Pechie, Pietsch, Peche.

Peachy Early Origins
Multitudes of spelling variations are hallmark of Anglo Norman Names. Most of these names evolved in the 11 and 12 century, in the time after the Normans introducd their on Norman French Language into a country whre Old and Middle English had no spelling rules and the languages of the court were French and Latin.  To make matters worse, medival scribers spelled words according to sound (music to my ears), so names frequently appeared differently in the various document in which they were recorded. First found in Kent, where they held a family seat from very early time and were granted lands by Duke William of Normandy, their liege Lord, for their distinguished assistance at the Battle of Hastings in 1066 AD.

Beloved Jill Rushing Winds, our Bell of Freedom That Rings,

Welcome into you my heart, time does flow, and we all know, it's heaven that's finally coming home. We sing to share the heart of gold, the rare that comes almost everywhere, when we do bring the whole and sing, the Rainbow Clan comes home. My cosmic mother, our Rainbow in the sky, our love is leaning on tombs of cleaning (rebirth of the soul), in order for us to rise again. And in our hearts, we seek a march, towards the road of heaven's love. And blue road (soul, dark) rare, does sing us near, the red road (flesh, light), law of love, does shine, to bring us home this time. Our voice must ring to bring all in, where doves do gather to bloom. And Bell of Freedom, ring today, to show the children the way! White Buffalo Calf Woman, says, we are here holding those who do walk away. But we know someday, there is only one reign/rain, it's heaven's glow that lights the way. A light from within will save the day! http://alightfromwithin.org 

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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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fight to win(d) (soul and heart is set free, united in heart, no separation when an embrace is used). Fight again, but always to make amends (to make changes, to amend, negotiate and/or reparation if necessary)! Always to unite broken hearts again! Uniting all in the wind. * *

*Surname Note: De'Travernent/Tranent/Ternent/Trane. Tranent in East Lothian was give to Thorn Filius Swani De'Travernent, a French Knights Templar in 1127 in a Charterby King David 1 of Scotland who came to the Throne in 1124. Thank you Chevalier Denis De'Travernent.


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



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

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


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

Beloved Jeff Roar of the Buffalo Horn,

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To continue reading this wonderful story, I would visit page one http://www.cliffsnotes.com/study_guide/literature/Mythology-Summary-and-Analysis-for-Norse-Mythology-Beowulf-The-Volsungs-and-Sigurd.id-83,pageNum-112.html

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



Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

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!

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.
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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!