Golden Claire Shares Heaven's Plains, a Soul, a Man, a Knight that Shines!

From whence you came upon this game, the striking out, upon the land we know (seekers, questors, journeyers). We shout our names (glorious greatness), we say, we know the game, but striking out (harming instead of saving), upon the land we know.  And from whence we came, it's a stone throw away (galaxies).  But we think it's a cave, without any place to play (earth one lonely planet).  But in our hearts, where we start, the land of worlds begin (reality).  And when we strike out (journey from heart to heart and shore to shore), we seek a dream and shout (voice in the wind).  Come my brother hold my hand, help to better understand. What makes you strike out at me (harming, not seeking), when you know it's all about liberty (the journey).  Come my brother whence you came (star people), it's about a better game (brotherhood and love's embrace). It's about heaven's worth (the eternal soul) .  Now stop your curse and walk the better way, the better waves, the better days, the better stays, upon our hearts whence we came (returning home to the four directions, the holy temple within).

Across the heaven's breeze, from where we came.  That's the place I know, inside we gain (heaven is within, our souls know the wind).  Across the heaven's plains, where fields of grain are green grass (blue earth or water of dreams), where fields of grain are green grass (reverberation, spiritual embrace), the place we fill up with the well (inside our hearts), the river flows, to where paradise grows.  Come brother sister hold my hand. Come let us be a better Man(kind). Come bring a heart to liberty. Come bring us fields of dreams.

Being today, look out and say, heaven road appear in front of me today.  Where we flow, only God does know, but our hearts always look out and part (touch your heart with your left hand and extend it away, to say, "I gift you my heart, where ever you go").  Here we go, to where heaven knows, upon the world, where we stand and grow. We sow our seeds and bring in love, for us to know of heaven's worth is for our land.  For we know it's heaven's worth upon this land (echo, spiritual embrace). Rainbow colors, demand. Rainbow Warriors do stand. Come on home, my relatives, make a heart and give of course (join the great give-a-way, to know of abundance of sharing). Hold your neighbor close at hand.  Show your brother you understand. Give your sister a hug today and show the world, you know how to pray.  Praise the world, come hold my hands. Praise the world, let us dance around.  Be Man.  We are going to be harmony, when we set our minds down with ease, when we rid of this disease (impurities in the winds). Bless your neighbor.  Bless your friends. Bless the partner you begin. Bless the relative you shout with love. Bless the ant who comes to peak above (there is light at the end of the tunnel).

Here we go, heaven's flow. Here we go to know the grow, of loving hearts, who know the better way, the place we long to live and play. The place we long to live and pray, the place we long to give our grace, the place we long, to fulfill our face, to offer wisdom, a smile for a warm face, for a warm face.  Sunshine fly from me, show the world, how to rid of their disease, love within, light the world, show that prayer will always be heard/herd (gather together and share stories).

All I have to say, is I'm not a stray (I belong to mankind). I am going home, to live this way a better heart, from the start, heaven's clan, I am here for the man (rainbow colors). Mankind, feel your blind, the heart you need let out this time. The heart you need to lead your hind (kick you from behind). Get and go over that hill. Stand upon an open field. Reckon your business at hand is forever God, because we are the floating cloud. We are from heaven and we astound, star shine, star bright, make my relatives know their k/night (be heavenly warriors, the soul ignites, a light from within, the powerful might). Come on home, make us bee (dream impossible dreams), heaven's loyal sacred tree. 

( whispering ) I love you. I really do. Come on home with me. Let us believe in our dreams.

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of  Claire (Cler) the journey weighs on thine heart, for the golden person. We gift you joy and happiness, to fill your heart up. Beloved Claire, we offer her our love, with the voice of her soul singing in the winds.

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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!

Larry Whispering Feathers Flies In the Clouds, Where Heaven Emerges!

Image: As Dragon Larry Whispering Feathers is here to devour the old ways of impureness, with purification of fire, to bring in the new ways of Golden Brotherhood, where our souls take flight on strands of rainbow waves glistening in the sun.  Yellow is the middle spectrum of light that binds all things together and this provides us with a reality of the dream, where the golden light leads.

It's winter in here (inward to the river of the souls). And it's so very still. And I want to share, the story of how we fell (down the rainbow from heaven).  From the sky above to light, (light) a rainbow full of delight.  Come to me, whisper in the breeze.

There you chill in the winter air, folding all that is near. Watching holding all that spring will endure, inside of your open air.   I am, the beholden sea. Take my heart and land the breeze.  I am golden light, without any plight, when I dream across the breeze (soul's flight), the holy place for me.

Winter land.  A place I stand. Here I come to hold your hand.  You are flowing in the crystalline snow, there you glow in winter land.  I hold your hand, and understand.

WE ARE ONE.  Can't you speak it out, thunder rolling across the tundra with an open heart.  all that breeze and light, it sheds open a heart of delight, where heaven emerge, into the heart of converge.

Open roads, where we tarry forth.  I say, it's the golden light of glory we emerge. I tell the song, or righteousness.  I hold the sword to bend the wind (severing ignorance).  I am the glory of rainbows, even in my sin.  But glory does fade, if I don't remember to pray.  Pray with me. Hold the breeze. Whisper please. follow me. I am here to hold the winter wonderland.

Crystal bridge, come hold my hand, be the rail (spectrum rainbow with crystal rail, or christ consciousness or perspective of Oneness, Godly), that sets me free.  Let me ride the rainbow delight down there, where my golden hair (brotherhood of the golden light) will set me free.  I will set you free, don't you feel it in your knees, bend down and pray with me, come and hold out all that disease.  Army of God, it's inside of me (rainbow warriors of prophecy).

(talking) Stop telling me what to do (I will trust myself instead).  I have so much I must follow in the flue (the raging crystalline rock river of the blue of you and me).  But you don't get the story straight, you think I am without a trace.  Don't you think that golden hair is the fleece* (the soul flies on the rainbow pathways of the hair) that you should wear (brotherhood). It's the guardian of David's tomb (protector of King David's resting place, born again from within the darkness, the children of light, shall lead the army of God, the rainbow warriors of righteousness, in order that you may shine bright), it's the heart of all heirlooms (beloved children of God, generation to generation).  (end talking)

Take my wind, and let blow.  Feel my heart and know it glows, let us vacuum up the show, and bellow forth and create a north (where light hits the people and ignites, the purification process).

Witness wonderland, I have come to stand. Guardian (protecting brotherhood) of the fleece (rainbow colors where we soar over rolling hills, the waves of delight when we sing our hearts out), where there is no disease (brotherhood is known). I have set my feet to the raging warrior's beat (through all plight, I will endure, to command the soul to emerge, within my rainbow robe).  I have set my sails to gate (gait, walk this way, into the heart, open door) around the world.

Bellow forth, it's the north, where the light begins to glow.  Know your heart is where we feel and impart, the mission of what is in a Rainbow, the covenant that we all know.  Dance with me, hold the breeze, where tundra touches the light (of heaven, the stars) and unite, blind our sight (Aurora Borealis).

Jump one two three, catch up with me.  Look where we go, down the mighty slope.  Here the storm can be grand, on top of the mountain's land, but I am the mighty Norse (sails the blue seas as a great warrior, conquers, destroys, feasts, as we need destroy the old ways of living to bring in the new ways of brotherhood), who comes to take my stand.  Fire billows from me (dragon who purifies), can't you see so far in the breeze, I light a sword (severs ignorance) to tell me it's home, to shine like a battle just won.  One two three, catch my knees, pray with me and fight with loving leaves (relatives).  Bring us home.  Listen to the tomes (tune, volumes, divisions or listen to the heart of your brothers and sisters, different but perfect like you).  There we go, down a flow, the crystalline road.

Begin to grow, springtime (dreams of brotherhood) I await your show!

Sung for Larry Gates Whispering Feathers (aqua, green, yellow, gray), 

realization of the dream.  Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person (crystal, yellow, green, gray), wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter and sacred drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person (lavender, yellow, aqua), living fire of purification, our Holiness.

*golden fleece: a prince listens to a relative (Oak branch), and the relative spoke travel the seas. A true heart can be turned golden. In this story of Jason and the Argonauts, this was the most beautiful object ever seen on earth.  It hung upon the Oak Tree in a sacred grove (family, relatives together), where it had now been kept for many years, and was the envy of mighty kings, who had nothing as magnificent in any of their palaces. This story tells us that the golden heart of brotherhood is the highest treasure of all the land, where it flows to and fro, like the great oceans waves we journey in our hearts. 

you can read the whole story here http://ancienthistory.about.com/library/bl/bl_goldenfleece.htm

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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 (star of david)!

Buffalo Magic Hear Me Roar, Kevin Speaks to our Hearts, It's Magic and I Adore!

Kevin (born of fire, royal oath, gentle, lovable, handsome) Buffalo (four sacred directions) Magic (birth, death that drives the entire form, the cycle of life, sublimation and transformation),  Rumble (deep, long, rolling sound of the Red Road, the law of love and the voice of God speaks to know the heart keeps, the unrest, the place of perfect gratitude, when the song is always heard.) Roar (to be heard, the song of the buffalo storm, migration), Dakota Brother (wind that blows, the cycle that knows),  Rainbow Colors are violet, aqua, golden, gray.  Kevin has Chippewa, Choctaw, Dakota, Mohawk, Renegade River, Serra Apache, Navajo, Iroquois by marriage an influence, this root's children contain.  The trail of blood, migration path.  Vision: NE USA west, south, SW.  Zig Zag, the path of the snake, the law of love.

Kevin Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, the Priests Sings, his Heart, a Sacred Song Blessing

Buffalo magic hear me Roar.  Buffalo magic I adore.  Buffalo home is where we store, the magic of love, the magic we adore.  Come let's dance the night away.  Come let's play and make some hay (golden fields of dreams, hey-the brotherhood greeting).  Come let's be the heart of the knees.  The joint that always finds harmony (bend at a turn, run fold and lead). 

I'm your savior if you believe, because I love you throughout your needs (I will help you find your way, the army of God is here to stay).  I will stand upon the hill (in the light of day, I will be the walking talking way).  I will make a hand unheard (allowing other hearts to speak, the embrace of the flesh, the knowing and understanding).  I will follow you through the days.  Buffalo Magic is here to stay.  Buffalo Magic adores your waves.

It's time to miracles across the land. It's time for warriors to make a stand.  It's time we sing and let it out.  Buffalo Thunder, that's where it's at.  Buffalo Rumble across the plains, heaven is calling very plane (flight of the soul).  Come let's journey to and fro, the heart knows where the soul does go.  Buffalo magic hear my voice.  Buffalo magic is here of course.  Buffalo rumble the skies in herds.  Buffalo horns (forced unification, when the only choice is law of love, this happens when a person gets lost being others, and to return to harmony and love, the heart must be united with a fight.  It is the only fight.  To fight for love and unite broken hearts) that's what I heard.

What's a miracle without my love?  What's a diamond (crystalline stone structure of perfection, whether it be the flesh or the soul, it's the perfect blessings that show, when journey is eternal and evolution grows, the flower unfolds) without the curds (the parts of a whole, cycle of tears, from drops of rain upon a rainbow, to streams, rivers, oceans, steam, fog, sky, clouds, back to rain, the tears always knows how to cleanse and gain)?  What's the hell (fire purification) inside of you, if you don't long for a better view?  Sow (plant your seeds and watch them grow) come let's plow through.  

Hear my calling in all the land (Mother Earth).  Hear the hope that's near our hands (Heart expression of love, when giving is understood). Hear the wise men who prophesize Buffalo's calling, it's time to rise.  Buffalo's calling it's heroes stride. 

Which way do you go when you're down?  Which way do you flow when you frown? Which way are your tears too long?  Buffalo magic will save the flow, the heart always knows (sniffling nose, the leaky faucet syndrome-drip, drip, drip, cleansing of the heart and pitter patter of the rain, the bridge to and fro, over the horizon we do know).  I will stand there when you are down.  I will stand there when you frown.  I will stand there when tears do flow.  buffalo Magic always knows, the heart is forever changing to and fro, the longing of a better life for all to grow.

There I stand upon the race (lights flowing, to reach a goal, men race to find the sacred rainbow).  The place Man makes up to stupefy (amazement, the dream to out do, the competition to grow) his face (to bee proud of accomplishments of knowledge and creation).  Look in the mirror and  what do you sea, it's the heart and reflection of a leaf (relative on the tree of life, we are the repetition of the beloved show, the four sacred ages, that forever bellow, but it just feels good, the cycle of life, the lessons, our treasures to always explore). Remember we all need.  We are part of the greater tree (micro and macro).  Buffalo homes belong to everyone.  It's the hide that seems so blind, but it's rainbow colors do exclaim, "I'm the buoyancy of a clown".  I will show you how it's done.  The magic of a miracle in a smile.  The magic of love that's true and proud (wild flowing river that knows and grows, evolutions unfolding).   Buffalo Magic I do roar, to speak the heart of those who ignore.  I will drum the hand of God.  I will hold the thunder roar.  I will cleave to every heart, for my love extends to where it smarts (sting).  My love will follow all the hearts.

Give me sugar (sweet).  Give me lime (sour).  Give me purification every time (blessings that cleanse both the soul and flesh).  Give me fire and water too, because life grows form this sacred view.  Because my heart will speak for you.  Give me chlorine (an element, a rock, a liquid that rises as gas, it cleans water, and blasts and blasts, ridding of harmful bacteria, here there is transformation from bad to good, the beginning of pureness, that's understood, it's a blessing that gifts man's heart to good) to lead the land.  Give me your headaches I will understand.  Give me hope to make a stand.  Hear I call to all the world.  Here I find the thunder herd (rainbow children).  Hear my heart I speak about love, the spiritual element that clouds ride on.  The dragon who breathes fire.  The wisdom of heavenly clowns.  

I come with Buffalo Magic of the rumbling horns (battle to unite broken hearts, as parts of a whole, the belong together, love leads the way), the unification that makes a stand, the heart that never rests but rest assured.  I will fight to make you heard.  I will give you a staff (uniting factor, the tree trunk, represents the binding factor of heavenly leaves, our relatives and earthly roots our home, on the tree of life, the law of love) to lean on.  I will fall down with you.  Let us pray, for God's good words. Let us hear the calls and cries.  Buffalo Magic knows I will die to fight for you, to defend you to bring you home.  My love is truer than the clouds.  Eternal blowing I do recall and my love rides before this call (long wave in front of the pack, the red road, the law of love).

Come let's be the hands of God (brotherhood) embracing each other and practicing wisdom.  Allow the heart to speak in pain, then release and make it's gain.  There we follow the generous skies, the heart of longing and asking why.  Remember evolution has come to our hearts, healing all the perfect parts, healing all the smarts (sting of the bee, the impossible dream we do fly in glee).  Hear the thunder, hear us roar, the army of heaven has come home for more (to settle the score).  We the people know a better way.  It's written across our hearts today.  It's the soul that longs to make a display, the beauty, the magic of transforming eyes, the vision of a heart that's always wise. 

Give and honor everyone.  Receive blessings under the Sun.  Take the bounty and share the wealth, because our heats need us to be a part.  Part of creation (magic of reality, treasures from earth), part of doom (lessons, joy and pain, treasures from heaven), part of the sacred loom (the weaving of the sacred blanket of love, four corners of a rainbow heart, the land upon which our rolling hills, the empty space that allows the soul to bee, the flight of a magical tree, the soul that can dream).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person, fire purification of holiness. 

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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!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts.  It's time to walk the evolution's path.  We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone.  Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song).  And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Blossoming Petals Teaches "I Am" and Holiness David Teaches "We Are"

A Song for your soul Blossoming Petals. Holiness David beats the sacred drum for you.

There comes a time when all is lost, but we don't sink away.  We learn to dance and sing again, to find a brand new day.  The coming of the host has come, when Great Spirits find their way, into our hearts we sing the song, the lullabies who sweep (cleanse) us away.

The dawning of the purification is coming into my heart.  I long to bee the heart set free, to show the world how I feel.  And I know the time is coming.  I know the sweeping of the winds, will release our souls for eternal, to find the soil that grows.

Come join my hand, and we'll make a stand, to find a world that needs love.  We offer them a place to swim, the soul in the sea of love.  Can you feel the breaking waves so real.  Can you sea, the shore of all this disease?  But we know LOVE will defeat the ache of those who need love to feel.  I know there is a calling, out to me.  I feel the sky rumbling free.  And the lightning comes, to unite our hearts, to say, we can't bee separated to be free.  WE long to be "me".

"I am", the song.  "I am", the magic of a heart. "I am", the breaking waves of eternity, the sky that sets us all free.  Come and sea the smoke arise, the pipe does speak of the soul and the flesh unite.  I know it's time to feel our rights, as soon as we find our hearts.  The soul with magic sparks.

There my children I do believe.  There is harmony within this disease. Come take my hand and feel the stand, where all does make a loving hand.  Reach into heaven and pull down a star, and realize, that's who you are.  I am here to lead you inside of yourself, just know my love will hold you tight.  I will be the thunder and it's might.


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle.  The song and the drum did conflict.  This I only heard once before, from the One who meets the Bear.  He speaks of the story of love. Inside two inharmonious beats, we must stand to unite broken hearts.  And it's the yellow overlay, who says, "I will accept this challenge" as Yellow Chief says.  Remember, we fight for love, and it's hard work within all the conflict of today.  Holiness David continues to beat for her heart.  And he needs to sing to her, to alleviate her pain. Here the beat Harmonizes with her heart, and all is a perfect harmonious parts.

There my child, I have come to you.  I know you are in pain with a view.  You need me, I've come to save and rescue you.  My heart does have a view.  There you sea, it's only the breeze.  There you sea, my heart finds your needs.  There I am, to make a stand, to fight with you, in the heart of this land.  WE are going home, to paradise we do roam (over rolling hills).

My children, come to sea (crying) the tears that are shed for me (beloved) the sky that let's the tears cleanse our hearts.  Let is start.  It's time to be set free.  It's time to be rescued like me.  When a woman (White Buffalo Calf Woman, my wife) came to my heart and set me free, and now it's me (my soul).

The days, I long to run, free over the rolling hills with the sun.  And I am here to hold my children's hands, that's where I stand.  Inside the bustling breeze, where thunderstorms know me.  I stand with the clouds, to say, I am here, to feel and bare (bear, the star, four directions).  The days seem so long, but the night, they get along, to show me, there is so much to do. You know it's true.

I have to show you the way, because it's time to say hooray.  WE are going home this day, to fill our hearts, the magic parts.  We are the shining sea, the hearts that long to bee free, and we fight to keep us upon the rolling hills, the place that fills.  I know it's so hard each day (tears).  I know you have much to forgive to play.  I know your pain is real, that's what I feel, but I am here.

We are going home to say, that God is part of our days, the sacred calling that leads us home really soon, we need you too.  And when it's time inside (tears thunder storm) the storm, just reach into your heart and roam, inside heaven, where I will be standing there.  It's the place we need to feel.  It's the place we need it's real.  It's the tears, that set us free to know the breeze, we shall be free.

Come let us dance.  Come let us show the way.  Come let us grow like flowers in a field.  My blossoming petals they do grow, like smiles inside a sacred rainbow.  And I know you will lead the way, to say, "I'm going home" today.  Let's bee the heart without disease.  Let's be the heart, that says, it's me.  Let's be the soul, that gives us lift, into the sky, where all does drift.  We are the children of the Great Sky.  We are the winds of lullabies.  We are the whimpers of a child.  WE are the feelings that makes us go high.

My child, love all the world that comes, even Heaven inside your thundering husband.  He needs you to feel his way to the sun.  He needs you to be the strength of the sun.  And when it's all done and said, two broken hearts, that bled, will know the sun that shines again, when clouds cleanse the heart of the rest.  Reflect is a treasure,  the soul that has measure.  And that's our heaven, our souls within, the eternal knowing blowing wind.  Welcome home,  I have come to welcome you home.  And it's time we take our place, among the stars of heaven's sake.  The clouds always show us the way, to blossom and for prayers to lead the day, it's your glory, that will show the truth, that God is here, inside this noose.  But we will live.  We will dance and be eternal in the wind.  We shall be the song that sings, and God will bring in the spring.

(no drum, peace) Come let's dance.  Come let's feel and prance.  come and be a child.  and all will be worth while!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle. 

 

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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 It's time to come home where we sing and dance, where the heart does smile. Give me a hand and we will make a stand. Into the new dawning, where the rolling hills, will blend our heart, to be paradise again. We are part of the sacred Rainbow, the Clan that does know the way! Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, we make a new land *•♫♪♥♪♫•* come join my hands!