Galactic Round Table, I Sing for you!

Galactic Round Table, I sing for you!  

Today we learn to share our hearts, when others don't seem to want to impart, the wisdom that lies upon each heart, when we choose love today. Everywhere we go it's understood, that God is part of this allocation, and we need to find a way to share our lives, when all seems down and out. But if we continue to learn like we should, growing and sharing all under this hood (the radiating sun). Then we will know gardens of joy again, when we choose the heart that lives.    Inside is wisdom, where our soul does survive. All we need is a heart that looks into the hive (herd, clan, tribe, Oneness). God gift us sight, the vision of our hearts, that we may find a way to unite. Gift each other the way we do live, sharing and gifting to all who are in need. It's a beginning if we choose to love, the heart that longs to be heard. It's a wonder, God loves us so much.    Can we feel mountains when they grumble to us. Exploding mountains, long about to fuss. But it's what we do, when we don't have a way out, screaming and yelling, "Let me out". Days and nights, God give us some rest. Help all our brothers sisters in the nest. It's time for blessings, that take care of everyone, in order we remember who we are, the soul that needs to survive.    Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman

Is White Buffalo Calf Woman and Hathor The Same? Posted by Majin ADM. Deep emmanuel:: BuU:: at Galactic Roundtable  

 
 
Reply by White Buffalo Calf Woman

Beloved Relatives,  This is White Buffalo Calf Woman. You can find me online. You can email me directly for GIFTS or join our HOOPS (groups), to learn about evolution and Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. Visit us, as we will welcome you home. There is so much to learn, to much to know, it's your soul that needs to be exposed. It's time for all of us to let go, to find the wisdom inside the heaven's glow, the heart of you, the heart of me, when we join, we know divinity. Come receive the Sacred Song Blessings, this day, to learn about how great you are. your devoted servant, 

White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter  http://alightfromwithin.org  Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy   

Hathor (ḥwt-ḥr, Egyptian for Horus's enclosure)

[1], was an Ancient Egyptian goddess who personified the principles of love, motherhood and joy.

[2] She was one of the most important and popular deities throughout the history of Ancient Egypt. Hathor was worshiped by Royalty and common people alike in whose tombs she is depicted as “Mistress of the West” welcoming the dead into the next life.

[3]. In other roles she was a goddess of music, dance, foreign lands and fertility who helped women in childbirth, as well as the patron goddess of miners.

[4] The cult of Hathor pre-dates the historical period and the roots of devotion to her are, therefore, difficult to trace, though it may be a development of predynastic cults who venerated the fertility, and nature in general, represented by cows.

[5] Hathor is commonly depicted as a cow goddess with head horns in which is set a sun disk with Uraeus. Twin feathers are also sometimes shown in later periods as well as a menat necklace. Hathor may be the cow goddess who is depicted from an early date on the Narmer Palette and on a stone urn dating from the 1st dynasty that suggests a role as sky-goddess and a relationship to Horus who, as a Sun God, is “housed” in her. The Ancient Egyptians viewed reality as multi-layered in which deities who merge together for various reasons, whilst retaining divergent attributes and myths, were not seen as contradictory but complementary.

[6] In a complicated relationship Hathor is at times the mother, daughter and wife of Ra and, like Isis, is at times described as the mother of Horus, and associated with Bast. The cult of Osiris promised eternal life to those deemed morally worthy. Originally the justified dead, male or female, became an Osiris but by early Roman times females became identified with Hathor and men with Osiris.

[7] The Ancient Greeks identified Hathor with the goddess Aphrodite and the Romans as Venus.

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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 From the Seventh Sun, Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar!

There is sunlight that leads the day. I come towards the land and say, "God is greatness like it should, look at this majesty, like a hood". Tell me soldiers, where do you go, right down the merry go round that flows (evolution's call). There is wisdom every time. We do find a way to fill, the sky with wisdom like we should. God does fill the land with love, when we open our hearts like doves. Gather together rather than hate. Find a way to fill the gate (into God's house, paradise). There is wisdom if we seek, the heart of magic is what we keep (the living soul within).

Walk with me, talk this way. Always look the other way. And when you get across that bridge (rainbow), heaven's gate will open like it should. We are going to paradise, the heart of magic, we don't need to think twice (automatically use law of love, validating like we should), because we trust and rely on God, we have faith like a cloud (embraced).

Magic is the shore we walk upon. We are seeing the royal throne (crowned and kinsmen, true blue). And when we reach the heart of lee (li) (heaven flies), we will find a synchronicity. The place we walk, the place we talk. God has all we need to shout. There is wisdom when we fly like clouds, Dragons (those who found their wings), slayers of unbeknownst (without the knowledge, they will not sea). We will sever ignorance. We shall fly across this earth. Grab a chair and watch this play, because God is going to make it hay (abundance for all, golden day). And when it's over, we will arrive, Holy and sacred, the walking talking dove (gathering stride).

If I had a chance to be, the heart of the loving sleeve (cry on my shoulder). I would be the place that catches tears, so we could be a river without fear. There is wisdom every day, if we don't just look away. Instead walk into the sandy course (crystalline stone river, the sands of time), the place God brings time, of course.  And if we could always be, the heart of those who need my sleeve. Then we would find a way to bleed (walk the red road, the law of love). Then we could find the perfect course, the path to God, that leads us north (light of paradise).

There we walk upon the land. We walk together, like we stand. We are hoping for everything the waves of eternal, the waves of the sea. Blue is royal as the spring (child within). Bleu is the freedom's ring (eternal circle of life). And there we find a place called a hive (clan), the magical Bee (impossible flight known ) that's always alive. God is greatness. God is good. Now we must only choose this hood (sky's embrace of earth). There we find the place we seek, the heaven on earth, the place we keep.

If I could stand real tall. Then we could always learn to fall (down on our knees, bow like the rainbow, humble heart, in prayer). And if we could find a resting place, we could ponder on what we create. We are brothers sisters too. We have souls and we have flesh too. There inside the magic heart, there lies something so darn smart (sting). Lessons learned that saves my day. Lessons are always glorious dreams. And when we reach the other side, we do find the time to realize.

Gather today, find a sea. The place we call Galilee (the promised land). There paradise awaits for us, the growing slowing thunder storms. We are finding a will of God, means we love each other like we should.  And when the rainbows find the well, deep inside the sun does swell (I am a Sun Dance).

 Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, Sacred Drum, Lavender person.

 White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Sings, Crystal Person.
 For the heart of Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, the Seventh Sun, the Violet Person.

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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!

Welcome Sun Shine In My Heart, Holiness Camping with Tigers Imparts!

Image: horses running in the clouds, represents the soul that is at home and finally free.

There is sunshine in the world, don't you feel it, like you should.  There is weeping across the land, oh my God hold my hand.  We do need some love today, looking out for all to pray.  God is great when we realize, that we need others to survive.  Gathering together will save our lives.

Come one come all, to stand the ground, to feel the wind, upon my hands.  I will always understand, if only man could rise and stand (I am a sundance).  Clear my heart, clear my head, make me feel like God is rage.  Take the pain away from me, where God learns to set me free. 

Blessings for all that lives in time.  Blessings to the heart of yours and mine.  I will stand upon this hill, to shine my love, like a pill (placebo, yet effective, the power of love). And inside of me, I will cherish the land.  I will come and understand.  There inside the land that rescues me, there I make amends to bee (flight of the impossible dream) free!  Come my children, follow me.

I wake up and feel the heart of thine, wanting to bee held every time.  What do I do, to find my love.  There God stands, like a clown (medicine), making me laugh when others are around. If I hold the sands of time inside of me, I fold the world, to find liberty.  I will gift them the song of love, my heart will heal just like a glove (perfect fit). 

Dancing singing, that's what we need.  To bee true to all that bleeds (following the red road, the law of love).  And my heart will sing forever and a day, in order that all my come my way.  God is glory inside of me.  Watch me brother, I'll set you free. Sister put your hand on my neck, because you will need strength, to be upset.  Give them law, of love every time.  Bring our warriors home this time.  So many don't know where to run, over rolling hills, that are sprung (set free).

Where you go, I will follow thee.  There you go, to rescue me.  I need you and you need me, that's the heart that sets us free.  Joining together to find liberty. Watch out soldiers, it's time to reflect, how we are going to find this perfect nest.  We need law upon this land, not hatred, but only God understands.  Be the great spirit inside of your heart.  Choose a weapon that finds them that lasts (love and righteousness, that severs ignorance).  Use your heart, the law of love, bless them surely, will find them at rest.

We do need upon this world. Heaven come home, have you heard?  I need the souls to find a new world, the place that God has Shepard his herd (heard).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, our Father Red Hand.  Sacred Song Blessings for Holiness Nehal Camping with Tigers.

"Keep on truckin (moving along the crystalline rock stream)" because the last bit has yet to arrive. He (great light of this world) has the will of many elephants, so do not stand in her way. And yet she is docile as a mouse.  She our beloved.  She is our friend and companion. She whispers to us each day and speaks her merry wonderment to us all.  She has captured our hearts when she is near us.  What can we say but that we adore her."  Her Heavenly name is: Camping With the Tigers, He (great light upon this world) Does Not Burn. Her rainbow colors are lavender (her holiness, crown), crystal, golden light of brotherhood, grandmother center.

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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!

Mark the Blue Star Kachina Tells Us to Notice Glory Everyday!

image: The Hopi word sakwa literally means “blue-green”, or “turquoise.” The photos of Comet Holmes clearly show this particular color. In Hopi cosmology this color symbolically represents the intercardinal direction of southwest. From the Hopi perspective of their villages, the San Francisco Peaks lie to the southwest. These are the sacred snowy mountains where the katsinam, or spirit messengers, live for half of the year. The Hopi term sakwi, by the way, means “worn out,” “broken down,” “ruined” or “destroyed”. The Mayan word sak, on the other hand, means “white”.

Everyday, I do sing, the song of heaven, that come into me.  But others don't seem to notice me, even when I'm on my knees (sacred prayer).  Glory happens everyday, wonder how to make a display.  There is only one thing to do, and that's to make love to you.  I step into your heart, it's true.

All the time. I do sing, the message of heaven in the spring (dawning), but songs have a way of falling each day (from heaven to earth).  I wonder what happens along (the way), when other seem to go wrong?  What must they do to find comfort in you.  Looking into a heart of gold.  I wonder soldiers, do we have fables, or are we walking home so bold?  Which way do you go?

And there are times, when all is blind(ing). It's shines so bright, it's out to excite, the song from you, it seems to be all true. I feel it in the night, the house that offers me light, the song I sing for you.  Let's go and have a view.  There is what we need, come listen to me.  I want you to know it's true.  Do you have a sacred view?

It's time to dance, and even romance for days gone by.  We walk into the light.  And there we shine from within, to gain a world without sin (heavenly dreams).  I seek a home I pray, always looking for a better day. There we go again, making the same wrong turn, or is it heaven's return?

When do you see stars at night? I look up without any fright.  And my heart is looking for you, when you know how hard it's to view, the walking right into you?  There was a time, when all was blind. We walked in faith, not to erase.  But we did live, with a heart that gives.  And it's for you and me, the place we sing of liberty.  Our days gone by.  WE listen to yesterdays lullabies.  It's time for us to awaken, to songs of heaven sung, every day, all the ways, when we live our lives.  We romance the stars, and butterflies.

We romance, the God of our lives.  We are part of the need, the refuge who bleed, because we know God, the heart of the small (soul elders).  It's what we learn to do, to bring hearts home to true.  It's a way to believe.  It's what we need to conceive.  It's the light, that you gift to me.  I say, you are the greatness so small.  But what I aim to bee, a dream, just like thee, learning to love from my heart indeed.

I do step into the true.  I walk on home to even you.  There is a place of truth, when you are believing true.  My heart always longs to be with you.

Holiness David Running Eagle drums and White Buffalo Calf  Woman sings for the heart of Mark, the blue star kachina man. His rainbow colors are violet (voice and army of God, the high priest), green (spiritual embrace, reflective crystal, one river), yellow (dreams tomorrow), gray (dream space, Grandmother space). 

Mark Shares a Heavenly Song for the World, the Blue Star Storm, Where the Kachina (medicine) Is Norm!


Come Hopi, come Shoshone, come Mayans and Mamos!  Upon this sacred vein, the white men came, Upon this Wild Land, along came his band, Andebichi Woho Nee Bide Pe, Who are They, Who are We? We are Nabidengehdaigwahni!
 
All Our Relations We Are Peacemakers To!!! When Upon these veins of Blue. Upon these veins where copper Bliss, When they mixed these people, and they Kissed, Forming this blue Turquoise Stone, You Shoshone, are not Jewelers Borne.  Trade off your stones, Shoshone.
 
We are the White Buffalo Bright Day (Dainah) that Hold the Sun, We Are the Graspers of the Sands of Eternal Time, Released to the Wind, The directions of Semme, Wahatehwe, Bahaitee and Watsewite!!!! 
 
Come Hopi, come Shoshone, come Mayans and Mamos!

Find this White Turquoise stone, Who did not blend with the Iron, that took Your Green Home! We made it Green, this Turquoise blend, The strangers made a promise, and claimed to be Your Friends~~~Taking land, breaking contracts and deeds, Banishing you to exile, You Will Be Free Again!

 
Who took the power?  These men of iron Shall Compromise! We Will Sing to The Creator, to the Dabai (Arabic for medicine) of Sun!

The Bright Day (Dainah) comes for Wa'ipi (Second Mesa), she is his Muh. This Reality of this Oneness, To Restore the Land that was Taken! Come Father Sun, and Mother Earth, Restore the Lands of These Ancestors, from when the Iron Came.  Blue Turquoise and Green, in the Dry Creek. The White Turquoise of Your Seed has Been Found! Do you long for Copper and Iron free? 


Unite This WE ALL TURQUOISE Shall Sing!
 
We Bear this Staff of the Buffalo Skull, We Hold the Dabai (Arabic for medicine) in Our Hands, To the Winds of the Four Directions, We Release These Sands!  Flow Your Joy of BAA! Do the Sacred dance of Sun!
 
Unite O Shundahai, Till We Are All The ONE! 

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The Hopi Blue Star:Comets, Supernovae, and the Coming Catastrophe - Comment left January 7, 2008

Four years ago I had a dream that Venus was crashing to earth (2004). I could smell smoke in my nostrils after the crash and I felt that I was now enlightened and nothing would be the same again. I knew this was a most significant dream.

I was puzzled about this dream because I thought it absurd that Venus would crash. But then four years later I investigated the blue star mystery and found out that there is an asteroid which has blue dust in its craters and is called Eros. I immediately knew that this was the ‘planet’ I dreamt about because Eros is the god of love while Venus is the goddess of love. Such cross-referencing is very typical of the dream language. So it is more likely that this asteroid will endanger earth rather than Venus or any other blue heavenly body. Reply from  Lyndel Thomas  -  September 27, 2008 at 11:16 am
 

I am a Sun Dance

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!

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar Tells Us, "Walk on Forth, the Lambs of God "

Gift the sun and the moon, drive the hearts all to loom (swoon, rapturous emotion). Gift the place that lies in your heart and make it a world, that is filled with living art.  Give all you have each day. Fill all you do and say.  Don't think we need always walk away, but walk towards others and pray.

We are going down a road, where others have already been told.  We have a lift to fulfill, the joy in this world, and you need to live up to your dreams.  To be a humble warrior who believes. Grab hold of me deer (journey of life).  I will help you go and cheer. We are on our waves of light, each day we navigate our plight.  Instead let's bring each other joy, navigate around boulders of joy.  This is the path we will blast, when we find our light, the light inside that shines.

Glory is to God.  For we are One pure shod (shoe, foot protection, the red road, the law of love).  I say, let's not be foolish, only if medicine keeps us holy.  It's a place in time, to join in arms, to pray.  Let's move this way.  There is a wonder in all we do, when we choose, the language of you.  I listen to your heart like a dove, gathering with your hearts, like I should.  Being there to hold you from fear, like wolves (fierce warrior that protects) do play.  We gather together this day.

Walk on forth, the lambs of God (lambs and wolves, and all the animals).  Fill our hearts, sow full of shot (variegated, streaked, flecked with another color or substance. Interrelationship! vision: blasting particles, like bursting seeds, the projectile male). And it's where we walk into a world, where we spill our love is filled.  Give to all your hearts, and you will feel lulled. You will know God.  There deep inside you flowing, the wind that's always glowing.  And here we do fly, according to why.  It's memories today.  We fly always from yesterday.  But tomorrow is a dream. We live our lives.

We are one big family.  It's God's pure, delight and company.  Gift of ever joy, when our hearts do not void.  Gift all you do and say.  Listen to the hearts so gay.  Give them what they need, fulfill their glorious needs. Help me to guide my way.  Hold me to forever display.  I know it's harmony.  The land you take and gift to me.  I know it's about company if we do find our waves.  Gift the heart of always bold.  We are always chosen cold, but heaven does grow, the warmth of an inner light, where wonder and boldness overcome plight.  Let's hold onto joy.  Tell all that we on soar.  We fly into the light, where we can see, the darkness is released, the light is achieved, and valleys are so bright, and shadows linger with so much light.  And we shall know where each other hide.

Heaven on Earth is where we glide. Fill your heart with despair, then throw it in the air (bless with fire).  We will find a will to shine.  And bless the air.  All our unhappiness does find, a world, that seems oh so very blind.  But we can find a way, when we search a humble day.  Looking for all we do, each solemn day.  Gift a heart so true.  Open in all you do.  Find a prayer within you, to give a way.  We all need you to bee, the heart that is set free.  For Oneness of God has no chance without you.  And while you decide to pray, receive my blessings anyway. For I will shed my love upon you.  Keep you safe, regardless of your view.

I look into your heart so true.  I find the love, I've been waiting for.  It's time for us, to be united.  It's time for us, to choose, without plightness. Instead choose love, that sheds all contempt of the world.  Instead validate, that you don't have any hate.  Forgive, the ones, who did not shine.  They did not know, how to be blind (shine a light from within, offers faith). And we should hold them close, until they loose their ways, of hating all that display.  Instead, give love away. And you will find, we are one heart, divine.

Holiness David Running Eagle drums and White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the "heart song or sacred song blessings" of Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar Heart today July 6, 2010.

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, he is the mighty that will keep score. Don't you belittle the children in here (lambs and wolves), for heaven will show you so much fear. Just be cool as a cucumber and you will sea (vision with a heart), the glory that lives inside of thee. It's Buffalo Magic, a Violet Call (pressure of the world, like a seed to bust forth), the voice of Angels, all about to Fall (bow like the rainbow). Mighty is he who walks into hearts. Buffalo Magic will Rumble your part. And when you are done, you will feel at peace, because you have One (rainbow warrior of prophecy), who could roar for thee! 

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Song for the Pipe

When the pipe comes in your heart and knows where Mother is then we will fly to the heavens and see where God begins, so reach in your heart and find the way, just reach in your heart and sing. Speak all the ones who are elder and true, find their way, find their heart that is blue, when we know the song of all the waters that are pure, and the song of all the breathers that flow.  And when smoke that arises from Mother bosom's heart, bless the sacred space that always knows the way.  Sow heaven when we mistake each other, when we don't know our sacred way, let us help to receive our brothers and our sisters who are pure.  Let them know that each other is only, if you both walk on, inside your heart is where we sang upon the road, let us remember this heart we stand, let us remember this one we make our way. Let us remember God 's mighty hand and the sacred way of the fire pure, of the sacred way of the blue that's pure, of the tears that flow for our bounty knows the way.

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time we bless with water or fire's light, including the Pipe!  To the East1 and the West2. To the North3 and the South4. To the Up5 and the Down6. To the Sacred all around7. To the heartbeat8 (inside) and breath9(out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!

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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!

Southern Season's Song, Springtime Brings Roses!

Tania Southern Season, on the Hoops after Google Chat. Her Sacred Song Blessings for today.

Spring time brings roses (spring is represented by a new beginning, like our evolutionary process we are entering, the dawning).  And summer brings posies (full blossom as we we enter the world of wakening).  And dreams do blow in the wind (we are all bound together, by light and dark space, like leaves upon the blue skies, the reflection of our lives). And I know it's time to be grateful because my plate is full.  And there's so much to blow in the wind.  The days seem longer, as I get along here, but I seem to miss all my relatives.  The world is much smaller (as we realize all light and dark).  The days are not longer, but I feel that my world, is coming to still (reflection of our lives).  And there inside, a place we do hide (shadows and sins do fill).  A mirror to my heart.  I want to look and shout (let it all out, to purify the night, heaven's dark, the shadows and the arks-to sail free).

There is a place you sea, that cures all ailments within me. And I know it's a great time, to be a heart that is blind (faithful shining light from within).

We do know when to feel the breeze.  We do know if we need.  We do know if we love them.  We do know if we win(d).  We do know how great we all are.  We do know that I'm mighty as a jar, holding the world inside of me.  That's how they get all swimming free.  I think I am going by, towards the heart of majesty.  And what do I do if others don't find in me, the miracles we do hide.  Why can't we all just let it out.  I want to feel my rage and shout.  I want you to glide along, with love in your heart.  Just feel the pull of me.  Inside I feel liberty.  And when you pray with me. I will find a way to survive.

God is great in everything.  And I know you always sing.  What's more, you are a love to me, because you stand in front of me.  We are relatives true, just have to look at you.  Inside my garden pure, it's a world that has all cures.

Love goes down river streams. I feel like majesty. I feed the souls of time, let us shine and shine.
Glory to everything.  Opening up our hearts that reign.  And even Spring does know, that summer is oh sow bold. And we are going to be this time, a heart that submits to nigh (those that draw nearer), only God's will it' will be, heaven's control over me.

We can find only love, when willows and true doves, find our hearts in everything, it's what will make us rain.  For tears are mighty cures.  Serving all our fears. And when we need our love, we shall only whisper in the wind.  Let us pray, God, we listen to all the tears, in the wind.  Fill them up with joy and laughter again.
 
For we do shine.
We are mighty God with light.
WE are golden ones.
We are rising suns.
Gift love to everyone.
Feel like a cloud who knows, that gardens always grow, when water rains so bold, and rainbows rule the show, with love and care of you.

It's true.

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

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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)

Bill Deers Horn Holding Everyone, Be the Dream Awakening, Even You Under the Sun

Image: Blackbuck Deer: Notice how most animals have white on the underside, to demonstrate how heaven is above darkness and earth is below lightness. The spiraling horns show us division in evolution, the flesh red road, the soul blue road. Blackbuck Deer is also called the Indian Antelope.

Bill is an Indigo person, therefore a Great Prophet and Teacher.  Bill Deers Horn is the heaven that comes to be loud (trumpets the horn to evolution), the heart of the down trodden, the heart of the pound (heartbeat when running in the wind, the hooves touch the red road, the law of love every time). Deer Trouble Blossom Forth (heavenly name). We call him the Deers Horn (earthly name). The colors of his buffalo home or holy temple are indigo, magenta, red, gray. As a member of  the Deer family, these people tend to walk the path of great migration first.  Here, Deers Horn, butts into others, to pave the way for others, who come after him.  He clears the path towards the great migration home.  Welcome to the third phase of evolution we loom (tie together). The vision was a horn, with deep grooves going down the length of the horn, that swirled like evolution's spiral, telling us that we are already together, just have to realize. Wake up, it's time to cross over to the new realm, heaven on earth, it's begun.


Sacred Song Blessings for Bill Deers Horn
 
Tell all songs of destiny, that we are going home. But if you don't see, what we are bound from.  And my heart is always looking for the sound.  It's a place of miracles that abound.  Where we go dancing is from a heart that feels real proud.  And it's a summer where the ground fills the clouds.  And my heart is always looking for a way to fill our lives.  It's a song of wisdom in all that is strife.

Going forever, looking within.  It's not the will of God then why do we come on in?  It's because we live inside a heart that's true.  It's the way we love the way of you.  Gardens are miracles.  Gardens of paradise.  When we treat each other, even in our strife.  Caring and lifting the songs to the overlords (those who look out for us, including the Great Spirits).  Then we go humming to the ground that is herd (trampling of many feet).

Feeling the sunshine, that's bound to keep.  Feeling the heart of those who are meek. And where it's open to all that is sound (songs of heaven).  We can always feel the greatness of bound.  Cold is the heavens, heart, that sends you relief, because a warrior always knows how to keep (steep, recognize, shine light from within, warming up from the inside out, this would be the opposite of steeping tea, from cold to warm, rather from hot to cool, like sun tea). And the sound of angels fills heads with pure delight.  But love is the hard part, when you seek more than twice.  When we seek more than we do twice, miracles astound me and go each loving way (dedicated).  There is a going and filling of a day (empty and full).  And when it's a place we play like in paradise, we are going to be in heaven, upon earth, not thinking twice (natural reverberation, the validation process of heaven's embrace).

Dream awakening.  Holding everyone.  Saving those who are lost and just dum (childlike who need learn to seek).  But this is the treasure of loving each kiss.  The heart with a trouble, it's needed to kiss (the embrace of true love). It's a heart that is needed, to long for pure bliss.  God is awakening. to fill your heart's soul.  The beginning of paradise, is that which is bold.  And it's a time of forever, the golden task at hand.  We live forever, in which we live in this land (heaven upon earth).

Tell the trouble, that we do go home, to the place of plenty, to the place we roam.  I will look into the heart that longs to be true.  The song of plenty, the song of the blue (tears between me and you).  We do have a position to protect the Great Queen, the heart of the people, the Great Spirit Mother who roams.  And we are her children, forever and a day, when we do remember to bow down and pray.  When we look for heaven, in all we do each other day.  It's a place to know heaven, it's a place to know of play.  Gardens are forever, it's the only way.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand Drums (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray). White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother sings (crystal, yellow, green, gray) for the heart of Bill Deers Horn (indigo, magenta, red, gray).

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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  Black Buck
Habitat: Plains and grasslands.  They like to live in open grass land and dry thorn and scrub land.  They like to be in herds about 20 to 30 individuals.  A here generally inhabits around 200-300 acres of land.  A dominant male marks the territory by shifting and pawing the ground and other biological waste methods.
 
Food: Grass and shrubs
 
Range: Black Bucks are truly representative of Nepal and India. They evolved here and are extinct in the wild except for in limited areas of India and Nepal.
 
Fun Facts: Black Buck (The Indian Antelope), the sole species of its genus (antelope cervicapra or krishna saar). This antelope, widely distributed in India, with the exception of Ceylon and the region east of the Bay of Bengal, stands about 32 in. high at the shoulder; the general hue is brown deepening with age to black; chest, belly and inner sides of limbs pure white, as are the muzzle and chin, and an area round the eyes. The horns are long, ringed, and form spirals with from three to five turns.

The keen eye-sight and fast speed of Black Buck are its main protection against predators. When alarmed, the herd moves off in a series of high leaps and bounds, then breaks off into a quick gallop. It is one of the fastest animals in the world. The record shows that they can run 50 miles per hour if necessary.

Reproduction: Mating season is August to October and March to April. Male buck performs proud heads-up displays (nose up and horns parallel to the back) to attract the attention of female does. The spiral shape of horns automatically locks the horns together so rarely do the animals get hurt.

Sing a song, and get along, to have joy in life, full of tears, because you know, the sacred flow is all we have to get us home! Dance all day, and learn to play, with all you do and think and say, because we need love to please, to open hearts and doors to be! Welcome all your relatives, into the heart of all your sin and say, "I love you this very day" and "I won't let you get away!". I will fight for love this day, I will fight to show the way, because I am here to love you deer (journey), my heart that sheds so many tears. And when we hope to comfort folks, then we will be prepared to say, "Come pray with me, learn joy to speak, and song and dance will keep us in relief". Whisper song and let a breeze come home to know your knees, where prayer is your living sacred breeze! 

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