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
07172011_SunRiseSingForYou_GraceSacredSon.mp3 (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
alightfromwithin.org Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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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!
Take stride and know good gentlemen, that women are here to judge and sing, the magical heart of yesterday, that led us hear all the waves (heaven reigns, feminine principle). And if we are the kingdom reign, the chosen child of heavenly says, then we are lifted up to the skies, to plunder (great abundance for all) the waves of wise (those who bow down with the rainbow). And then we rain our tears to seed, the trees of life which gift everything. And it's the hands of God who sow, the little children who gr `~,`~,`~,`~, ow. The little children who know (trust their hearts and sow love's kindness to the world).
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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