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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Friday, January 10, 2014

"Living in This World With the Hands of Love", David Mason Cries Out True Blue

Living in this world. Living in this world. I can feel this world upon my toes. Living in this world. Living in this world. I can feel all that grows. I can rise up and touch the mountain side. I can fall down to touch the valley of sound. I can feel you growing, near my sowing/sewing. I just want to hang onto your rainbow. Let us go now, into the sacred flow. Let us bow and dream of what we want to bee (a great dream). Hold on tighter. Then maybe we will be mightier. We are children learning to run.

And when I fight to gift my soul upon this world. I can claim. I have no shame. And when my sole walks along this path. I can claim, I am in the wane (bowing). Love is true ...... blue. Love is true ...... blue. Love is true ...... blue, when I am near you. Love is true blue. Love is true blue. Love is true blue, when I am near you. Heaven gift me these grand shoes. I tow my salvation with me on the run. I beg for forgiveness for everyone. I read the maps of time that sing. It's time to make our heart spring (up, ascend as mankind).

Listen children I have your back (pushing you forwards to the great awakening). I have been waiting for you to enter your sack (sun within, your feelings). There inside where you rumble and roar. I know you have many sores. Yet in the dismal back yard space (stark naked, no dressing or fluff), I can see you dancing with a single face, radiance upon you. I know you can dance free too. Radiance upon you. Where heaven gifted me grand shoes. And with this I witness, all the pane the windows will gain. I will witness, all the joy in this world to gain. 

Love is in the air. Just don't forget I will be near. When you thought you had it all wrong, love will turn you around in a song. Help us quiver (hold our arrows that aim for the heart) in our delight. Help us wander with favored sight. Gift hands across the skies. Rainbows fall down far and wide. We are SUNS of MEN. We are born to GRIN. We are learning to be HAPPY AGAIN. Let us be true blue. Let us live in this world with great knews. Let us be true blue and happy to serve all that is dew/do/streaming. 


And when you are fraught (to load, to fill with elements, emotional charged), without and in a knot (within the tows/baggage). Just bow down and pray. Learn to cleanse in a wave. Tell God you're/your witness. Tell the world you are saved. Tell about the joy you feel in your heart, then all will be part of your daze/days. And when you are lost and alone, remember the winds have all the tones. We wish for a paradise. Dreaming that feels real nice. Listen to the winds that blow. Love will enter all that grows. And you will find a way to save, all our Relatives today, because they need a hand up to praise.

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Twin Deer Mother) sings for our Brother Deer (on a great journey) David Mason. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Father Red Hand) drums without any fear. Love is near. Love is spilling out to cheer. Let us guide the world with love. Let us show them exactly what is a dove (peaceful warrior). Let us bind our soul to our hides/soles/house/buffalo robe/four directions). Let us shine a great knews divine. Children all aligned, harmonious and chimed. Love gifted a wave, sailed out to save. Come join me. Hold my hand. Come join us and understand, love does witness upon the land. Love is salvation for any man. Love is the grandest of all that is. Love is the gospel of the sacred rifts. And we succumb to love, because we want to feel loved. It's the part of wanting to be doves, warriors with a hand of love.

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Black Elk's Sacred Pipe Bag, the image is of Twin Morning Stars or a Spiraling Galaxy.
David Mason I need one
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Relative David Mason, did this mean you wanted a Sacred Song Blessing? Let me know, looks like I missed this posting. Happy to sing a song for you. aho and over the rainbow we flow. White Buffalo Calf Woman aglow, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
December 19, 2013 at 10:41am
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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

  New Moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the Sun
Welcome to the Dawning
Gather every New Moon to Awaken and Cleanse the Circle
From the Darkness of the Soul, We Arise a Heavenly Child, 
a Divine Light From Within. The Holy Ghost begins....

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, )
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are)Each New Moon
A cycle of renewal;  day before, new moon present, day after. 

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,
 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  

You and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).

 Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance
(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”


Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
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Pray With Elders around the World
Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!
  
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 sings

Monday, September 30, 2013

We Will Sing a Dance for You


Singing and dancing. Sharing our hearts. Waking up to the Rainbow, this holy arc. Will I be realized, just in the nick of time? Will I be waking up to the whole world of mine/sublime? I wish for the Rainbow to find everyone. I wish for the Rainbow to find the great SUN. I wish for the bows in all the children's delight, when opening up all the packages God's gifts. 

So many treasures. So many to have fun. Sow many little things that need to be grown. And with it's rising up to touch the devoted sun. Let me find waking up to all the tom thumbs. Groaning and poning (griddle cakes, mixing it up, hot fire, brotherhood and mire) to all that is within, to share the heart beat that wants nothing from sin. Yet as I rise up I must forgive everyone. They don't always learn how to make a churn. There is much magic in this holy urn. Great God in heaven shine down on me. Let this world know paradise please. I wake, I want more, for everyone please. To tell them it's time to share all that we need.

It's heaven when we sing and dance along the waves. It's happy, not sad occasions, but glee most of the daze. Yet I understand that we must look up and we look down, yet I want to feel the sacred all around. There is a place within that shares my heart, there a stream lies down inside of the parked. Stillness of the river shining through me. That's the place heaven lives, where I want to be free.

Spread my wings and billow and touch the mighty stars. There is a place now, where we are marching loud. Who is the destine? Who is my friend (helper)? Who is the wanting of gifting away the sin, blessing the wind?  There we will be together, always longing for the praise, when happiness guides us to happier days. I send my love gratefully out to the world. Thank you for all of the toys. Thank you for all the girls and boys.

We will sing a dance for you! (Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, silver child). Aho and over the rainbow we flow, all skipping and dancing along the waves. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star sends love along the path of the heart beat. Elders of the Rainbow Clan.


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) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World

Seasons That Sings, tells us how to bring, the sunshine of heaven down where it is green, the glory of God seeks refuge in every heart. I tell you this story to gift you a lofty start. We are shining together, like a Rainbow in the sky. We are all together in the deep swelling wide. We are all together, the SUNS in the sky. We are the treasures forever, because LOVE Realized.
 
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!

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Thunder Horn Rides the Waves to Share the Rainbow Colors Hair

Kiss my twice. I know my life. Gift me twice. I will be nice. Hold my hand and children of the rainbow understand. It's Rainbow Mother who rules the land.  Kiss me twice, now be nice. Once on my right cheek. Once on my left. And when we are finished, love will be inside this nest. We will be beholden to the land. Roll over brother. Sister command. Know about faithful, we are part of this demand. And kisses upon the rainbow, it's where my life flows. I feel all the children, oh God hold me close.


He ho, hee ho. Show nee upon the gold.  Watcha, hick om nee pee. We are the tethers towards harmony. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh. Let me light this fire. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh.Let me feel awhile. Show nee oo, loock ha ha ho. Show nee oo, ho ho hay. Look at my sisters, all riled up in their hair. Don't know to trust a brother, because they don't look their way. And I have to say, wither, the death of the unborn, because it's not sanctimony riding the horns. Toe hee ohhhh. Toe ee ohhh. Come my brother, put on a show. Ride that cloud and shine another day, but first be faithful  to what your woman says. Hee hoh. Hee hoh hay. Gift to others, no matter what they say. Understand with wisdom, all that they say.  Understand the river, has a great big display.


Kiss me twice, once on the heavenly realm. Kiss my twice, once on the earthly fill.  And we are the faithful learning to ride the sky, because we are one family, opening our hearts wide. Ho ee ah. Hoh ee ah. Look at the brothers and say, "I am on my way". Tell the sisters, she is a radiate wave". Tell my Mother, I bow down and I praise. Listen Father, I know you got much to dew, but the weather needs tending for a view. And it's witness, to the story in the lane, where the many circles bind up again.


Ho ee ah (running free), my story sings in the winds. Moe low, haaa sowww. And I am willing, to take that final plunge, because my Mother is riding the sun. Ho ee ah, running free on those waves. And My Mother, she has so much to say. She is the Grandmother, who weaves time for us to sing. All together, one final spring. Jump for joy. Jump for joy. Dance around a circle, know we are the toys. We can be faithful if we look into the hearts of men.  We are faithful to learn it all again. Ta hoh ee, the hoe................(abrupt then silence). Ta hoe eeee, my soul is longing to begin (throat singing). And my family, I got a place to gooooo. I'm on the red road, my soul will know.. Ho ee ah, listen the winds. Rolling rivers, hold all that sin. But if we are faithful to the cries of the wolves, then we know summer, will dance in our skins. Hoe eh ah, the places in time. Running rivers, hold me there to chime. And my husband, you need me sow, because you are the faithful, learning to grow, down on the road, where I step my heart does grow. And my lessons, will fill the sun high, then I will bow down and give up my life.


Give me children, who remember to pray. Give me children, who lean on a new wave. Show the rainbow, we are on our way, to take the tornado about to save. hoe ee ah (running free), I'm on my way. Over rolling rivers, to make it a safe place. And it's prophecy, looking us dead in the face. There are no chances, if you don't make your way. Think of tomorrow, the dust will fill the sky. Think of tomorrow, the heaven's won't lie. Think of the children, the animals, plants and rocks. They are our creatures, and we need to take stock (care for).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (Lakota) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums (Dakota) for the Heart of Thunder Horn (Dakota), a Rainbow Mother, who shines upon our lives, to say we are the children, the rainbow winds that ride.


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

Holiness Elijah Envisions and Her Grace Charlize Gifts the Sacred Tender Waves!


Always with him (her), 
never walked away from him (her) 
always towards (the heart).
by Running Deer our Magic Heart of Belief  
Aqua person, Rainbow Warrior and Mother to Holiness Elijah and Her Grace Charlize!
Charlize Sacred Song Blessing
Telling you in song, how to get along, my heart beats today, because I learned to pray. Showing God's glorious waves, coming out of me.  I will be your part, the holy gracious part. God be good to me, help me feel the breeze. I want the world to know, how great my show can be real.

Holiness (David) Running Eagle Shooting Star joins in with the Sacred Drum.
There my song can dance, where others learn by chance. I will be their light.  I will hold them to have sight. I will be a soul, where my brother knows. I will set my feet down on the red road street (law of love). Here I stand with you, when you cross the view.  I will be the light, that shares a wondrous sight.

God be good to me, so I can catch the breeze. Following the flow, where all mighty grows. If we see the light (awaken), we may not live in fright, but instead we find our way, always looking for a heart that prays. And when my soul is long to be, in a heart that lives for free. Give it all you do, it's a mystic view. Sunshine come into me, I will hold you and set you free. If you follow your heart, if you show us your part.

Magic is a view, a place that is true. And my soul does want to be, a place that we do need. Give us all we take and offer this a plate, to those who need our hands of love, to stand for what we should. There is goodness everywhere, if you look inside your heart and not despair, instead have faith and love that gifts the sacred tender waves. Let us get up and dance today. Let us get up and feel the ways. Showing one stand is here/hear (sacred all around). One place is near. One thought is closer than you can compare. One (oneness) is the answer, when all does flow this way. One place we linger to play. Let us enter a garden the mystical way.

Holiness Elijah Sacred Song Blessing
Jump back and look forward. That's what I have a mind to do. Jump back and look forward, then I'll have a greater view. My wisdom does folly at times, I do know. I must rely on others to guide my perfect show. I am the heaven's pouring out of me. Let me fill your heart and relieve your disease.

Heaven guide me, to paradise my soul. I do know, how deep it grows. I will dance upon the springs, where the eagle flies and believes. My children everywhere, there are mountains in despair. I want you to bless it's sky, the tender loving alibis. Give my kiss to the world. Let them know, I am filled. I will shed light into the world, now they must follow (be humble to the great spirits) and guide their tears (follow the crystalline stone river).


Can you see, the magic of leaving a foe (walking home to heavens path, the blue road), but always hoping rainbows do glow (for those left behind). They don't walk towards the ones they love, because no one taught them how to pray. Show your heart today for them. Show them how to be in the wind (nose running, the bridge to the other side, tearing up). Know it's God inside of me, that is running free (tear up). (breath) And I know, I must fly, to heal the laughter filled with dyes (many splendid colors of the rainbow). And my soul begins to glow, to satisfy their hearts this way. If only they knew how to pray.

I want to be with you always, but I know, I must part my waves (tears, bawling). Mother (Mother Running Deer, whom he must leave for two months to stay with father). I will miss you sow. I will plant the world for you to grow (quivering crying lips, tears rolling the down the cheeks and tears over rolling hills do sow). And I plant the seeds of love. Remember my heart, I will fly like a dove (flock together). I will gather with you in my dreams. I will come home, you'll sea. Feel my love where ever I go. Know I am part of the sacred rainbow.  And my soul, will be with you and all our foes (those who do not know to pray), to plant love and watch it grow. I sail with you ♪♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨ *•.¸¸¸.•♥ over blue skies my heart is true. Don't worry, I will send my love to you. Just call me in the wind.

Days will turn to nights. I will jump back and think twice. I will carry a grand view, where heaven is part of this stew. Glory will be the day of my soul. Glory will find a living rainbow. And calling out to you, will be billows in the blue (heavenly winds). I love you. Yes, I do. I love you, surely you know this to be true. And my soul will be with you, in the wind.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter. Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person, Wicasa Wakan or holy man and visionary. Sacred Song Blessings for Holiness Elijah, lavender child and Her Grace Charlize, magenta child.


 
 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!

 

Monday, October 4, 2010

Grandmother Heavens Rife, our Living Window Shines Fountains in the Sky

Come gather around the sacred tree. Find a heart inside of me. Grandmother hold you towards your destiny. Come and let us shake the tree.  Wake up your heart and find love abounds. Do you hear the mark of the sound?  I know you are flying inside of me. How do you find the will to set you free?

Come my children gather inside of me.  Hold your hands towards the face of destiny.  Give your heartbeat to the wind.  Know it's time for us to release our sins.  Give in faithful to all of destiny. Give my heart a place to bleed.  And when it's time for us to make amends, just realize, we can start again.

Hold each other in your arms.  Hold the sacred charms. Hold the fountain to the sky.  Let us hearts glide. Give into all your secrets whims, but don't forget to bless to begin.  Take the heart out of everyone(thing). Learn to overcome.

Wake up to destiny this day.  Wake up to all we say and pray. Feel the heartbeat of everyone/thing.  Feel the heart beat yet to come.  Tell the little children it's time to seek, inside a heart that plays for keep.  It's a soul that looks to ride, over the oceans of time.

Can we find a way to live?  Inside the heart of those who give?  Can you feel it in your heart?  Can you feel the sacred part?  Each of us, have wills to fly.  Each us us must realize. Each of us, must make a soul, that comes down from god and is so bold.

Now it's heaven's relief in store. don't you feel the golden door?  Miracles come when we believe, that all of God lives inside of dreams.  You and me are company.  You and me do find the breeze.  You and me, come from heaven above, down to land upon this ground.  Hold it, treasure it, inside your heart. Remember Mothers got a part.  Hold onto the planet that you live, because it's part of God, inside who grieves.  The soul that looks to leap and leave (from inside, to outside, the soul exposes self).

We can find a will today. Look inside a heart and leap this way. Because it's God inside the soul, the heart inside of every bold. The plant, the animal, rocks you sea, they have much to teach and lead, but our souls, must listen inside, receive their comfort and collide.  It's time for us to realize.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle, for the heart of Grandmother.  Sacred Song Blessings for Grandmother Heaven's Rife (wonderland, abundance of God's world), our Living Window (balloon in the sky), also known as Iron Hand Robert


Image:  A warrior must look into the eye of the dog soldier!
Heavenly Name Song for Grandmother Iron Hand Robert


The wind speaks to me, I sense the wonder here.  Inside of God, who is all near. They call me Wonderland, you sea, the heart with a sleeve, tears do find me.  Where do you think, we come from?  If not inside our hearts.  the soul that leaps beyond for keeps, on the other side.  And here we find a life.  They often call me sally (rush forward, leap, to venture), the soul that looks to find.  But inside a heart that knows how to collide, my soul does realize.  I am called, "Heavens Rife" (to be like God, abundant, a Hebrew word rife, other spellings rifr, rif, ryfe, rijf ).  Then there shall be the four halls of winds, I shall hold them close. God does know, the heart of a roost (four sacred directions), the beckoning told (stories). Speak to sorrow (rivers do flow, angels are known). Speak to joy. Speak all inside.  The soul doesn't want to hide.  I am known through the kingdom. I am known, to bring in life.  And I'm called, the "Living Window", because I'm strong as life.  Come look out into this rife (wonderland, abundance of God's world). Come look out to find a new life.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle, for the heart of Grandmother.  Holding Grandmother Heaven's Rife (wonderland, abundance of God's world), our Living Window (balloon in the sky) close to our hearts, because he always asks for others, with devotion, a true blue servant to the world. His Rainbow Colors are Gray, magenta, green, gray, the four sacred directions of his wind.  Let us pray for Grandmother who hold our dreams! Vision: His magenta appears, with all those rainbow colors, shines down over green fields. at first I saw blue, then blue skies, but then I realized, it was green, what a surprise, just to show, how he is living window, the blue skies are held in his arms, Grandmother charm!
Mother of Night
Image: Center of the Milky Way, where we live in the universe!
           Mother of Night, adorns her face with the stars.
      Venus, a bendi for her third eye.
          The infinite universe, her womb.
       Where the moon hangs as her egg,
           reflecting the light of creation.
        Mother of Night blesses us by holding space for the sun.
           It's brilliance, her passion, her nurturing gift,
             for us, her children.
         Thank you Mother for birthing us in your Holy Temple,
             for allowing us to grow and heal
           and know and understand Divinity
         in the way that you know and understand Divinity

Relatives, 
After a medicine ceremony a year ago or so, I wrote this poem and thought I would share it. Thank you and bless you, White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David (Running Eagle) for the space you hold.
Love and blessings,   
Grandmother Heavens Rife, your Living Window
aka Iron Hand Robert Abdallah

Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy

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!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Adrianna the Mighty River Brings Us Home Again!


Tell me where does heart ache begin?  Tell me where does the sin end? Tell me where do I go, when life is beating me in the face? Where do I go to get some grace? I am looking for a dream.  Come and find and seek in me. Tell the world, my heart adores, the emptiness of the closed doors. But I find myself, wondering how I will find my course. I look into my heart and think, how do I pound. It's a heartbeat of love, that seems to suffer for all the doves. Do you wish to have a certain tune, or do you have to live in gloom? Come and shoulder the cares away.  Live inside your heart and pray.  Know it's time for goodness sake. It's time to go home.

To the sky it's loving embrace. To the warmth, the heart and it's grace. Come feel me again. Come feel the winds of sin.  Know that we could find the shore in you.  If we could bless the blue. Then finding love inside of you, (you) could swim, right home to the shore within.  God fill them up.  Teach them how to pray. God fill them up.  Looking for a new way.  And when it's dark and gloomy out there. Will you find a way, for them to stare, at their hearts. Get down and pray. Save yourself and save your Brother today. Find a will to live for them, the Sisters, Daughters, Mothers who bring you all in, inside a world of love.  (got a crook in my neck, small coughing (birthing), when you are excusing self, by clearing the throat). Embracing like true doves.

And when we walk home, into you and me, then we can be devoted seas, to find a world of love again, instead of all this sin.  Could you share your heartache with me?  Then you will find some relief.  And when it's my time to cry, I'll have a shoulder to know why.  I'll have relatives, who come to share their hearts. I will be willing, to impart, the soul that needs to collide, with all the relatives alive. Come and whisper all your sins, get rid of impure again. Let your heart pray, and bless it all away.  Embrace the souls that walk towards you.  Tell them you have a great grand view. But you must trust your heart. You must feel like a dart. Piercing all they know, with one single mighty blow, it's the law of love, that shines. It's a heart inside of yours and mine. 

Come and be a child with me. Walk into a world of divinity. Give it all away. Tell us how to pray.  I know it's a way to be young again. It's a heart, full of loving sins, but it's truly in me. if I bless all the breeze.  And if I don't find the will to survive, then I'm not blessings, all the knives, and sharing my piece of pie, with all those other skies. And clouds whisper I love you.  The eternal cycle comes forth in the blue. My heart speaks volumes to you.  The eternal shooting flue. And I know the smoke rises each day. But it also settles around to play. To invest in your land. To make part of this sand (crystalline stone river). Gift your heart to the blue of me and you. Give all the freedom you have to choose. Now choose of one love. Now choose, to be like doves.  Come and hold my hands to the sky. I whisper, God hold me inside. I am cleansing my soul. I am lifting to hold.  Give them all the children, loving waves.  Teach them how to lean and pray, towards the heart of the one, the oneness, of all the loving suns.  I have to say, my glory is true, but you don't have to have my view, but listen to my story deer.  Tell the heart we can share. And then when you need me I will be here. And when you don't need me, I will feel, when you need me near. I will feel your fear. Then my heart will rush to you. To come to heal all your blue. Let the tears roll down the roads, the valleys, that we held and hold. Come and join in eternal waves. Come listen and learn to pray. God give us close to you. God gift us the blue (paradise, the blue heavenly road through the heart)!

Drum Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand. Singing White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother. Sacred Song Blessings for the heart of Adrianna, who is just busting at the seams, her heart flows like a mighty river. Join our hoops to listen in to many songs and articles about evolutionary skills from Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy at http://www.whitebuffalocalfwoman.net/hoop-access. Adrianna's Sacred Four Directions (Buffalo Home or tools of light, our Rainbow Colors) are blue, golden, magenta, gray.  Blue, heart of the world, feeling the winds, that impart, Yellow Green (Golden), Hazel eyes, come alive, the Golden color of the loom, then when all fails, from your bloom, you greet the soul, with whispering eyes, come sail with me in a land of surprise, the hand of God reaches out to be, the magenta warrior, who clings to thee.  Then finally Gray, grandmother space, we all have this embrace, where dreams come alive, where we survive, in Grandmother, our home, the land of all life. To find out more about these colors you can visit http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com and use the search box, place the color in question in search and it will seek all posts to help you answer that question.  But if you have further questions, email whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com There are no interpretation of rainbow colors here today.


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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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