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!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Horns That Spark, the Holy Arc

There is a tundra in my heart (where the caribou migrate). Where open fields hold the arc. And the Rainbows fall down on me. I can feel the fluttering of the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). Come on shine for me another day. Such a rainbow of colors they display. Golden fields and Rainbows come out to play. I want to share my heart with you today.

When we shine another dining (hall, breaking bread). A place to slumber with your friends (share the knews). Tell all my Brothers and my Sisters, we are coming in the wind. Tell it again. We are coming in the wind. Send a vibe out to your heart. I want to share with you a spark. Don't you feel the raging storm, where we have lots of hits with horns (aiming for the heart)? Call out and find your name (great name written on your book of life, the mission of your soul's path). We are whispering to help you gain. Blessings find your foe (reel them in, to help cleanse their sins), just in time to make them row (align harmoniously). All together now. It's the holy cow (heavenly field). We are leaning on the green grass (spiritual renewal), where our holy feet fly, across the memoriable sky.

Telling you my story got caught in the wind. So many tethers growing, like vines of sin (rainbow colors, which need fire and water purification to begin). Yet with each lesson (stepping stone), a treasure is born (diamond or jewel). Let me roll over and grab those horns. I want to share with you, all my heart in the blue true. I want to share the thing I love the most in the world, my heart I gift to you. I want to know, is love on your recipe? Don't you feel the galaxy? I want to share with you all of my soul. Just have to go looking for the buried gold.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for the heart of Vicki Bieber.  This is her Sacred Song Blessing, within where the winds begin... She has asked for her Buffalo Robe, four directions in Rainbow Colors. We have asked for her Give-a-way http://www.alightfromwithin.org/donation. Together we pave the waves. Glory bee, one big family.


Sacred Blessing to Purify the Fields
With fire, water or smoke (best all three, different times to please), say, "I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions". Cleansing the field nearby. Add forgiveness, through the writing and burning of the sin. All will be renewed a....gain.

Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
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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!

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Listen to a Story Children, That Was Written Long Ago

Listen to a story children, that was written long ago, by a master of the design fields. Come my children hold my hand.

Listen to a story children, that was written long ago, by the waves of masters says, the written law was made. Come my children hold my hand now, we will go to where it began, upon a story that was written to hold us to the miracles of a band. Listen to the music, that lives in the air. Listen to the music, to bring our hearts sow fair. Listen to the heartache, the squeaking clean does reign, let my window pane be filled with glory, flowers and shane ("God is gracious" ).


We can be guided to the story, when we listen to our hearts. But what we feel and what we share, that's another gain to what is real. Come hold my hands and understand, that we are friendships (helpers) that heal the lands. And when we find that willing chime, a relative is learning to bind, to share our hearts to sing again, that was written in the winds. And by a great designed view, the window pane gifts to me true, the colored blue sky, the rivers roll, down to the billows of this great shore.

Listen children to the story, that was written long ago, heaven come to hold her handkerchief (hand to the chief, the soul in their briefs, spokes or talking with others, in other words, pass the talking stick), to bring home the gold. And all this is sweetness rolling about a story told long ago. Hear we are joining misfits (those looking for home), to bring us to the tidy told (aligned true blue). And heaven knows that lambs returning, the place where we share once more. The golden paved of miracles of what we say and portray. If only we could know the waves, the heaven's hands we hold, then we could find a place to bind to bring us home from told.

A story long ago. A story that was told. A story we believe, come heaven help us achieve. And we are longing to feel the winds, upon the broken chins, those who looked out the window pane, looking to gain. I dreampt of a great story, to better my worries, to dream of great possibilities. And when I soar higher, no one can fly higher, my soul can touch the stars once again, above everything. From star to star and back now, I am about to sack now, to lie upon my bed and close my eyes. I want to share the mighty billows in order for us to cello (down low), the music and vibrations in the wind.

A story long ago, the waves of masters flow, the law of love begets, the lessons, treasure nests, we are posed to know more, to find the glory of the gold. There we go, to the flow until time begin, without any sins. And we will sing our songs to heaven, rise our voices to begin then, where we soar across the mountains and the skies. Heal our brothers know our sisters, feel the weather what course the winds blow, then we find we are part of this holy sky. I know more wise. It's because I hear your whisper, in the winds you tell my sister, that your soul is longing to feel the freedom in the sky, my star can't lie. But I will be the bow of holy, the tree of loving let me be rolly polly (heart pulse, a wave a warrior can ride to heal the tide) to gain the upper hand, that God demands (sacred blessings to purify), we share our song with thee. And all the children are learning how to master, the great protractor (ark of the covenant), the place they arise deep from the seas (true blue of heavenly news).

And if the children listen to the written story long ago, they will find that we are going to a place that binds. Heaven knows wise. And we will be flying free in heaven, our star lights will be given to all who come into our sacred hearts, to know our part. And when we seek a love to be meek. And we seek a love to treat sweet, then we find a wave of time we can chime. And all the little little children will learn how to swim in this wilderness, the winds of heaven come into vision all that bind. Come heal our times.

And if only our shelter could come inside of wetter, the tears that fell to keep us well, deep inside to swell. Our hearts now have a cushion, to be out in the bushes, the high waves, the low waves shine through to me and you. And we are going to a place of knowledge, just have to call out and be acknowledged, then we can find a place in the heavenly skies. We are wise. Sow I tell you a story, written long ago, not boring, but a new light that shines tomorrow anew another day. And all we must look towards is joy that unfolds, to show our hearts we are going to be free, you and me.

You and me. You and me. You and me. We are the waving masters. Those who teach us much laughter. We are learning to ride the waves of time, color (red rings) sound (blue rings) let us chime (yellow road).  


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums



 

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!

Friday, February 18, 2011

KeBear Rainbow Heart Captures From the Start, Brother Sister Come into Me, Divine Company!

There is a story that has been told, glory for all that was bold. Heaven was realized and to my surprise, I have been realized (it's time). I have opened my eyes. There inside this story, I capture my heart. I hold you forever, while doing my part. Heaven do open up all the waves of time, because I am near you and I am very kind.  Can you feel my heart opening to where you do flow? I want you to know of the great RAINBOW.  We are all brothers and sisters in the leaves, where we share ONE tree, the heart of you and me.


Come share and rescue the pain that we dare. Come begin to make love to the wind.  And my soul is capturing all that does breeze. We can be harmony, when we learn to sing. Hold me close to you, when you are blue, my heart will long to hold you true. I know it's time, to make our mind, into a place of divine.  We need only become a dream.  We need only become our needs. We need only become our hearts. We need only do our part. And when we share all that we know, we are all told of sacred rainbows, because you are part of me and I am part of thee. We are swinging from branches far apart. We are dancing to keep our hearts. And heaven come home to me, I want to feel the breeze.


Wake up to the sacred rainbow. Wake up to the noise of the living glow, where heaven sings in your heart, where heaven knows to do their part. And will it be time undone, instead think we are on the run, over rolling hills in time, we shine, to bring in the heart of mind.  Keep comfort in all you do, when you share the heart of the blue, the relatives deep inside of you, the soul eternal always knew. Come and bring your heart of gold. Come and share your stories told. And when we walk our waves, we are showing we are saved.  There is time to live our heart if we look and do our part. Just believe in all your dreams and sail free in the winds with me.  And the tree of life will be blessed, because we never left this nest (in mother's heavenly arms). 

Sacred Song Blessing for KeBear Rainbow Heart, Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother and Drum by Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand. KeBear Rainbow Heart's rainbow colors are Golden, Blue, Green, Gray.




Beloved Kebear Rainbow Heart,
You are a golden person and this means telepathic, often thinking others are the same way, but they are not.  You really did not ask for your rainbow colors verbally or written, as I expect from others. Good thing I am telepathic for you.  It's important for others to understand you, by YOU using your voice.  This is necessary for those who are not telepathic. This is even a problem between golden person to another golden person. Again, try hard to use your voice.  We need you to speak up and guide all the children of this world, how to be good children.

Golden is the Cosmic Father in the house who must guide the clan towards the heart of brotherhood. You can purify heavenly space, nothing can really harm you. And you have the call of Brotherhood for all great and small. Just remember to call (shout out, send prayers to the wind). The Father is returning home, to the hearth and fire side, to read stories to the children and prepare them for the walk of life. The great "Dawning" is upon us and it's the Golden Cosmic Father who shines the light of heaven from within, to call them homeward. We call you the golden person.

You carry the "gushing springs" of blue and and green, a garden folding together in rolling hills. It's divine the treasure we hid inside, where soil is gold with rolling hills, we do sail, to know of this magnificent pail (blue world of heaven in sight).

Gray is grandmother space, her heart lives in all trace, because she is always the center of the loom, taking care to practice every stitch, to ensure all children have a home, where Grandmother always roams. Here is where we dream, live and partake our journey in life. All carry gray, in order that we can shed light. From the darkness, a light is born from within.

For your rainbow colors song, you must ask. http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com. But this information gifts you a small peak into the perfection of you. To know more about rainbow colors join the hoops, offer a blessing (bow of the rainbow) and ask questions. Visit http://www.iamasundance.info/hoops

It was wonderful to sing your song. Everyone is perfectly them, the Sun Dance, the light from within. We hope to see you sharing on the hoops with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy.

your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
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KeBear send Monday September 27, 2010 at 1:05pm says, 

 Thank u beLOVEd WhiteBuffaloCalfWoman :-}
      ~* I thank u so much for opening ur Heart to me and in return I send Rainbow Light Blessings 
      ~* May ur Divine Light flow ever freely from ur Heart 
      ~* The rays of Pure LOVE and Divine Light within my Crystal Rainbow Heart honor the LOVE of Light within urs"
Rainbow Blessings beLOVELOVEing
   KeBear

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

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Princess Wanaca Shares Her Heart, that We are Never Apart, Where the Red Road Grows!

Tell me a story where the river flows.  I want to be this bold.  Can I rise up and stand my ground? Can I plant my feet down?  I will gift the world for you, because you came to gift your view. Heaven come inside of me this day. I want to learn to play.  Let my spirit run free, blowing over the breeze. And my heart leans on love, where all is sought, like pure rainbows. And if I could gleam in my heart then I know you too could impart.  I will bow down with you this day. Can you feel my love, while I pray?

Give my heart to the winds of time. I will be there also this time.  Where we have gone before we return. Where we flow, we live to earn the gold (happiness). Just stand inside your heart and make it told, for all we need is to help all those in need. Can you stand with me.  I will come to you, when you are failing in time.  I will come to you, when you need a dime (floating cloud on the ground or spiritual assistance).  Just tell the winds that flow, that your heart really knows, it's time for us to begin, the sacred flow where the river grows. 

Inside my heart this day. I open up to show the way.  Lakota (stand up, morning star) come into me, shine for ever and set me free. Let me guide others to the right road. Help me better and be bold. Come to the place I need inside. Can you reach out and find my hide (reach into me). I need you just as much as you need me. I will flow to where you fall on your knees. And when it's time, I'm down below, will you reach down and snow (perfect blessings, each uniquely perfect).  Will your blessings reach me?  I want to share all our hearts that bellow in the breeze. Come sail with the winds, where I fall.  Come grow in the world, we all adore. Now seed your roots in the living tree, grow spirit....ual...ityyyyyyyyyyyyy.

(siren speeds by, warning of the great changes that are coming)

And death (cleansing impure with fire blessings, ashes arise anew) becomes us, you know. We shed off all our (old) spiritual clothes. Throw them in the fire and cleanse all this mire. Come out refreshed and into a healthy nest. Destruction has it's place in time.  And when we don't think, it's all come down to this thin dime (sky and it's fading atmosphere).  There we go to think of new ways, how we can come bow to God and pray.  There is a way for us to survive, where our hearts are learning love at all costs. And it's time for me to hit this road, where the red road grows (law of love plants the seed). 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand.  Sacred Song Blessings from the heart of Princess Wanaca (Flowering Deer Petals - nick name, not heavenly-mission- or earthly-tools of light- name).  All (interpretations by white buffalo calf woman throughout blog to help others understand the star language).

Relative Winona, Spirit's Rainbow Frequency: 4. communicating spirit voice , 3. house united, 2. perfect blessing leads, 1. holy house or joy. Spirit hanging around you, nickname/name used is Winona (meaning first daughter in Dakota, the sky or tears that feed the seeds or blue road of heaven feeds the red road of earth). 

Princess Wanaca's Rainbow Colors: gray, crystal, lavender, orange (heavenly perspective). Heaven reads backwards to us, like the Lakota language. Earth reads from the inside out. Heaven reads from the outside in. I read your colors backwards, perfectly. I will from now on write and read them this way. 1. Orange person, 2. lavender (prince/ss overlay, not all lavender's color wear the crown), 3. crystal, 4. gray (grandmother space where dreams live). From this direction and point of view in perspective is from earth or light. Heaven looks from another point of perspective from the dark.  United Heaven and Earth is dark and light reinforced by love. This is a bond, in the second phase of evolution we lack.  As renegades, our interpersonal relationships did suffer. Now we enter the third phase and we regain, the closeness to Mother, specifically Great Spirit Mother who's love is perfectly true, who gives and gives, regardless of the view. In other words, she always comes when you are in need. However, she leaves dog warriors with you, who in time are untrained in purification acts, who can take over as little children or act like a cruel dog at the front door won't let anyone in.  To stop this from happening, one must offer self as the warrior, be in charge of your spiritual cleansing and in times of need, remember it's only temporary, until you can reach other warriors who can help sustain one's path. Always look to Elders who take the sacred view, law of love on the Red Road, always uniting broken hearts. Always walking and talking true. Always remembering the stars (heaven) in you.

Rainbow Colors Short Interpretation (there is just so much one can share in one letter, attend to the hoops and learn about walking and talking with the Rainbow Clan): Orange (seed, oyate), lavender (crown prince/ss because color is an overlay, gate into paradise), crystal (lesson, love used by other, then treasure), gray (grandmother space). The seed of heaven and earth. 

Orange: A soul elder is orange making lessons very difficult for you, yet knowledgeable to get the job handled. The only eldest soul in all the rainbow colors is red. You are number 2 (orange), the seed, communication and next year, the rabbit year (lunar new year, metal rabbit February 3, 2011), which should be good for you.  

Lavender:  Also you have crystal overlay on the outside, and what others will see first since crystal is clear is lavender, but it's shows as all red (red robe, four colors have a red robe like you), the living fire. You wear a crown, which means, you belong to the people, rather than you belong to yourself. You lose your mind, then return to self (cut off head, need gatekeepers) This also means, you need a drum 20 minutes a day minimum.  And you must bless with fire 8 times a day with a walk about. 

Crystal: Your crystal overlay will gift the lesson, which most people will hate and blame you for, because you are delivering the lesson.  Just trust your body, as it knows what to do (it will just happen, don't get down on yourself, instead be proud, you stood up for the lesson and what is right).  It's up to them to use love, to turn the lesson into a treasure. 

Color combination: Now, red robe (lavender) and orange colors coming out of you. Lessons (red light, red road, law of love delivers treasures to lessons) everywhere you go, just hold onto the sacred rainbow.  Just remember to trust your soul, as this is the answer you seek that knows.  Trust body when giving the lesson, crystal outer overlay, but when it comes to thinking decisions, the oldest part of you, the orange person, will act like a child.  Trust your soul, your heart rather than your body.  If you trust your soul, you are the older person (50 years old soul of wisdom), who gets their way. Just remember, we bow to pray distinguishing who is whom, in the Deer (journey) Clan, in other words, relatives. You are a Deer Person. Ah, in your heavenly name, I'll bet. Sow, my beloved, join us on the hoops visit: iamasundance.info/hoops. And walk and talk with us.  Gift a prayer from your heart for Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy to enter the hoops.

Gray: Grandmother space. Many other songs have shared about gray color. Please visit http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com and use "Gray in the search box" and many will show up.  For a song of your rainbow colors, you must only ask.  These are blessings in the wind. Singing songs are the least time consuming than any other project. Gifting (Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums and I Sing, we are representative of heaven and earth united, the crowned ones who belong to the people and not to ourselves, just like you) prayers is always a delight for us.  Asking is only a call away, I hear you in the wind, however sharing is helpful to the whole clan, the Rainbow Clan. Ask online, to help all the people. A story is shared and walk closer to here, where the heart is near. "I stand" Lakota my heart.

Your House (clansmen, tribe) comes to destroy what is outdated (impure in the wind), to return to spiritual values (sacred and eternal). In the second phase of evolution, we create (armies upon shores) and destroy (renegades on top of the hill).  But in the third phase of evolution, we walk towards (2013), we destroy (warrior purifies) and creates (or sows). This means, we renew. Just like a fire is set to purify a field for new growth, we too must purify with fire for our spiritual well being. What is left (ashes) is the perfect ground to plant the seeds, to grow and harvest for a new year. Without fire purification, the ground takes years to prepare itself for new growth. Farmers have known this throughout time, all over the world. 

If I could sum you up in one line, I would say, that you are the "seed of heaven and earth". Not all seeds blossom, but all get planted. It depends on others to take care of the garden, where love is known. You must only plant the seeds my Flowering Deer (endearing nickname.  The flower unfolds the many pathways and deer is the journey of life.  Deer people are usually ahead of the pack globally and share spiritual awakening with others in their daily life.  If you watch a deer, it's migration peaks while others learn to harmonize with them.  The forest always keeps their eyes open in the Deer.).

"Pilamayo", Lakota greeting and salutation meaning: in Love and Rainbow Colors (luminous and numinous).  True heavenly song meaning: "Traveling over the roads, we find and greet the heart, to know the spirit longs not to be apart, and that's where I long to be with you and me, come let's dance, and fly to eternity", sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother

Beloved Princess Wanaca my Flowering Deer Petals,

Wa-na-ca (wah nah ch-s-a): Interpretation from Sound, Aim Open heaven's embrace voice in the wind.  A flower is the blossoming movement of space and time, the roads we follow, blue, red, yellow, and white. Visit Roads: whitebuffalocalfwoman.net

Always need assistance with the Oglala ('to scatter one's own') language (thank you for filling in with your knowledge). I do not speak or write Lakota (with head, but speak from the heart), however, I do know the words meaning in sounds (one kind of star language interpretation that lives in the wind).  In the event you need to communicate in Lakota, send recordings to me, you can use divshare.com, I can reply verbally in Lakota (not read or write, but can translate it's star meaning), and really any language, the same way.  I need children of the rainbow to help each other, teach each other everything really. Lakota in the heart knows, the quality in sharing.  But the body is a bit handicapped. Children are we. And relying on the heart is a new movement and our spirituality. 

Again, I can speak (any language, soul can do this, not body) and interpret from my heart, just like I sing the world's sacred song blessings, from in the wind. I trust, hear and share as much as I can (especially those from the stars as well as image interpretation). I feel the wind and hear the songs and all things of heaven. I do have to look or read the space, the book of life or path of the river.  And with your crystal overlay, you have some idea of what I am saying. And this must be why I am sharing this information with you. By the way, you need to start to sing, to bring peace.  This is the crystal or crystal overlay power, just trust your heart. Your song was wonderful to sing. I'm working on bringing sound files to everyone, however the problem often is space limitations through email.  But at least divshare.com will get us all started in 2011. I'm telling you this, because the Lakota people are talking to me in the Lakota language. And they need me and I need them, exchange is true love. I include an interpretation for your benefit from a Lakota Brother.

Your rainbow colors and sacred song blessing is included (ask and receive). To receive your heavenly name, you must give a gift to honor self or walk with me and work towards the second hoop (warrior training), while helping others. One way or the other, you must show honor to self.  Then your heavenly name and earthly name will bestowed upon you.  I know that you are the Deer Family. Welcome Home my relative.

Your devoted servant, 
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyes(h)ka or holy interpreter
alightfromwithin.org Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Jan 2011 Wanaca wrote: Subject, Omakiya (help me in friendship)  

Dear White Buffalo Calf Woman,
I would be grateful if I could know any of my names or colors; if you feel the need to tell me . I believe I am connected to many of the  things you sing and speak of. I am honored to have found you. My name, Wanaca means flower in Lakota. I believe one of my past lives was as a child. My father was a great wichasha (Wichasha Wakan: Holy Medicine, slang medicine man).  I started my spiritual journey about a year ago. It has been a fantastic journey. Many changes along the way. Much growth has taken place. I believe, we are all connected to each other trying to find our way.
  
Many Blessings with much love!! 
Wanaca
Pilamaya (thank you)     
Hecitu (hecitu yelo or welo, that is true, they-belong-to-themselves)

Sharing from Lakota Brother
Spoken to me in Lakota (interpreted by wbcw , spoken by a Lakota Man (violet person, pipe keeper):
If I take you in my arms, how do I know, I will not come to harm?  I want you to know, the sails in my wind blow.  There seems to be a rushing wind, that gales across the seas.  Will you be there to follow me, when I am down on my knees!

This is what he heard from me: "Aho ................................................................ Aho."

My response.  Aho (may your spirit fly), (hit my heart a couple of times, which signifies, walking the red road.  And took a deep breath, which signifies spiritual flight) aho (may your spirit fly, when your spirit flies, you find your soul, you're on the path of heaven, where we (do) bow, the heart of the blue, royal true, relatives of the sacred bleu, freedom reigns/rains).

A spirit can only fly when it knows freedom. Otherwise, in the spirit world, we are chained down, by shame, unforgiveness and just sin (I see this in so many ways in the spirit world, many times it's literally binding and heaven's songs often say it's "chained to the railings"). We can purify this world, with the fire and water blessings.  The pipe and the inipi both share this sovereign act, towards freedom of the spiritual soul. Those who walk and talk impure, will be reviled or rather cleansed to the bones (law is love and therefore embraced with love, the lesson). But those who are pure of heart, bowing down faithfully for the actions of a grateful life, in all things, will know warmth of the Morning Star (the treasure of a holy garden). This is the sanctuary, the third phase of evolution we enter soon (heavenly darkness and earthly light). The yellow rolling hill in time (blue road cross red road, to become united yellow road), where dreams do come true, when you trust the heart of me and you, the sacred loyal blue. This is the Blue Road of heaven. Learn the four roads (we always start here - blue heart, red embrace, yellow united, white return, whitebuffalocalfwoman.net) and share this knowledge.

(Spoken Lakota translation) With the Lakota words interpretation above, the bow was afterwards. This means, when the lessons come at this person (violet person, holy mountain, high priest and voice of oneness, a Lakota Brother), he does not stand up and offer love (walking towards the broken heart). But he has to receive the lesson anyway and could not detour from it. And it seems that this same lesson, keeps repeating itself. Until the act of forgiveness is gifted
or love is known; recognition of soul self cannot be known and rich treasures can be lost.  If he bowed at the beginning, then all lessons are more easily turned into abundant treasures of the heart, with knowledge and wisdom. The return home is knowing the the blue road of heaven is where we begin. Offer prayers to each other as greetings. Offer prayers throughout the day, because spiritual fitness depends on it. And learning to bow before hand, will save your life.  Then one can trust no harm, will come to you, because only relatives will be all around you (both light of earth and dark of heaven space).
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
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!

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Liberty Flow to Me When I Give my Pleasure to Yee! (my gifts for you)

My song does tell a story to the world.  I have to get along down the trail laid down over rolling hills. I travel to find a heart of stone, crystalline river come on home (where blessings roam)! Joy fills my eyes when I look at the skies, I feel heaven inside me. I feel heaven in the breeze. Tell me stories that journey home to the galaxies. I know you are grand. I know you make a stand. Feel my wisdom as you flow to me. I am One Heart, L - I - B - E - R - T - Y. Give your pleasure to the world. You are perfect, creator of this void. Dreams find you and you must answer to the call. Dreams hold you where all must learn to fall (bow to heaven's law, love).

Give your pleasure to the world. Serve and gift all that is yours. Find that giving gives liberty, freedom to believe and our hearts soar across the windy plains. And I, wisdom (heavenly knowledge of the soul) and some gain, because I know you know how to glow (rainbow colors). I know you know, how to grow.  Can you be my teacher this day? Can you bow down and learn to pray? Offer me blessings and you believer offer everyone blessings and you can conceive. My heart is seeking the story of God. The greatness inside you, as great as a cloud where heaven and earth abounds. Where sunlight hits the ground. And I will be a tall tree, blowing in the wind, forever my darling.  Forever it's true. Forever my darling we are all part of the blue (road of heaven).
 
We all come from heaven, each part of you. We are the dust of life that gifts, hearts of love and pure bliss. There is sun shining in my heart. There is a sacred part, I will wait to bee (impossible flight is known) with you, a dream come true. My heart the blue, my soul with you, united hearts we will be. United longing of a tree where my leaves touch the sky, my roots touch my eyes.  My love unites the waves. My love waits for the days. My soul from heaven loves always, for greater days, for glorious play, for you and me, the galaxy will dream and believe in love.  The Red River does flow, now let us give it a go!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle.
My (each part of the oneness) song does tell a story to the world!

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
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!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Running Deer Lives on the Plains, Harvesting all the Garden Does Grow!

There I tether, away in the spring, the may pole binds me to everything. I hit that tether, the ball on a string. Give a place to believe, a chance to flow in the breeze.

Tell me a story where dogs go home to rest, having their teeth look their best. Here is a warrior looking in the breeze, growling to come on home please. There are days, when I must bear/bare, this windy hall beyond compare. And I must push ahead in this, fierce winds. I must share it all to begin.

Running over brooks, where water does flow. I know it's where my heart does sow. Plant the seeds of magic everywhere, when time is beginning to win(d). And time is beginning to live without sin. Stop calling me names. Stop giving away your pain. Stop clinging to hatred. Don't you want to be fierce? I know it's Magic the halls that ring free, when colors give me the magical breeze.

I live on a plain, where the grass is growing green. And inside the field, the pods, are ripening yellow bling (slang for shining abundance). Golden rushing winds call upon the fields. Gardens do grow across the halls of "God" yield. This, that, the crack, the place in between? I know, it's where my heart does cling. You inside the fields, do bring me everything. Let's fly away and live this day. Come bring happiness to heaven upon our wings this day. Let us soar in the blue skies. Let us show the ringing of the winds. 

Let us twirl in fields that bring, yields the harvest spring (southern hemisphere, but biannual harvest are known in eight seasonal cycles, the holy sacred run). I want to show you in ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I want to show where to begin ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I want to believe in everything ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I know it's part of heaven's rings ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I think you are grand indeed ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I know it's part of what you need ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will listen to your heart ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will be a sacred part ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will hold you near your heart, to give it away, now let us pray ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ Give all my love to the world. I will shed a blanket and cover you. I will hold you near my heart. I will find the waves of delight. Come wash over me this day. Send loving breeze my way ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥. Let us walk into the garden today. I know the right path to take ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥

Great Song from the Heart of Running Deer our Magic Heart of Belief.  Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and 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!


Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
Leap and holler, make yourself known, because this world, needs all hearts to fulfill.  Create happiness, in all that you do, because my heart is full, of fabulous views.  Come and hold each other, next to destiny.  Let us be relatives, heaven inside the breeze.  Help me bless each other, all in our family. Let us believe in each other, to bring us company.  Gather and let us hear your sing. Gather and run into a dream.  Gather and find, that it's time to blow your mind, because the sky does fulfill, the most and the real, bringing hope to all of mankind!
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