Sid Sits Between The Trees Shows There Are Lights On Every Rainbow

Image at it's center is a cowboy with a buffalo/ox/horned herd.

Some days I find myself on a hedge (trimmed bush surrounding my garden of paradise). Don't know which wall to place my bets (four directions I lean upon). And I am wondering why I hurt myself. Just to find that I need forgive this place. Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I claim, the place of those who thought they were fame/stars. And I am sure I left my coat check, just to dash away un-kept (did not take the time to be grateful or bless, just wanted to run away from hate). Yet all my life I seek a revenge, now I let it go (forgive this growth). I want to find the rustling snow (crystalline beings of light on the rainbow trail).

*Left: Represents "all about intelligence" (light waves) and how it gets in the way of the heart. Left is the red road full of pits and damages, lessons for all. The Law of LOVE takes hold. However Jokers, clowns and fools are medicine people, who offer us a view, to change too. In order to heal the heart, "how foolish I have become in my part". Love is the way to save. I bow down to this daze/day.

Where I go, my life does find a weave (grandmother dreamspace, fields of dreams). So many to watch and take over pleased. Just don't understand, "We need every man, each woman, child needs a helping hand". Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I claim, witness to all that has been defamed (deflowered/mastered). Just one note to climb out of this hall (stone room), where mercy is not justice at all. Love can rule this place, yet which way can I find the wind that seems sow very cruel upon this waste? Now I tell you it's just a great fight, without anyone winning about the gripe (this is the red road of intelligence, who is better than thee). We are needing refuge from these seas, let us envision the galaxy. Let us envision permanently, that love is the refuge for you and me (unity rather than opposition and on the blue road again, the heavenly winds/wings). 

Lavender (holiness) embraced by Garden

There I look out into the valley below (the river of life). Just want to know if it's all sacred snow (rocks and stones). Which way should I fill up my head (intelligence)? Which way to sail away (to my dream)? I know it's headhunting (path I choose), jokers to the song (heart folds). Look at where we mow, all the green grass is ready to be sown. Yet everyone want to fight and to hate, instead of loving those who got home late. Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the left, here I am, visiting each sacred plan, to learn about the mortality of man. Listening to the waves. Listening to the seas. Hear I am, stuck inside of my own hands. I am trying to listen to my soul that commands. Yet as I sit here looking for this gold, my dreams just want to take hold. 

Heaven understand me, heaven plan a refugee who lands in the middle of the sand, with all those stones in my hands. And together the right (heavenly blue road of sound) and the left (earthly red road of color), will meet and greet as if we all did slept (awakened from a long slumber). Jokers to the left of me, Clowns to the right, now I am going to get healed upon my heart, when the clown (kachina/medcine) knows it's religious part. Heal all the people down on the land, where they need loving hands. 

Clowns on the right of me. Jokers on the left. Here we go, flowing to and fro. Now I have got it, it's bowing straight (wiggling to and fro/wave like, just like rowing a canoe, to flow straight ahead). I am a skater who isn't late. I am speeding down the track. And I don't have any tact/tack (horse tackle allowing me to ride and hold onto my soul, have not learned to sing yet). Sow I am going to find all those seeds (of LOVE) and plant them down to stop all our enemies. Seeds grow up big and strong, fasten all around and hold man down upon, the lands that are seed/ed, to become the wasteland that breathes (finally grows up, because it was tended by hands who cared and was aware, love did knead the growth).

Violet colored Texas Sage Hedge

And when we understand this goal. Then we can find the way to solid gold. And our dreams will all be tethered in our hands (united together). And the reins will be shut away as told (directing others about), yet we will be like children needing a scold (still needing direction, this is why a Great Circle heals and bellows out to find the gold, wisdom that was told, tales that showed). Sow (plant those seeds of love) just if you don't understand. We need all of human man. We need all of the children who sow. We need all of the animals that glow. And when all is back to seed, we need you and me, just in time to watch it all grow. Just in time to shuttle to and fro. Just in time to wander with a face that is shining all over the place. 

Lavender hedge

Smiles to the left of me, Healers to the right. I can say with pride, all those Jokers and Clowns did not hide. They made me look straight ahead, until I could find a way to listen to my head (to be proud of myself). There I had a witness, listen to the heart and that's the way I go, down into the heart of gold. Yes, that's the way I go, just to hold you real close. Yes, that's the way I go, to know you need me to show, all the forgiveness this world need heal/heel, to make us all part of this wheel. Clowns to the left of me. Jokers to the right. Hear I stand, waiting for mortal man. Here I stand, to make amends all over this land. Here/hear I stand, the hoops will beam over this land.

Let us pray, all will be healing rays. I bow down with my rays. Heaven help us all be saved.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings from the heart of Relative Sid Sits Between The Trees . This is her Sacred Song Blessing. Relative Sid is a violet child, teaching everyone how to forgive a cruel world, in order for all our enemies to find refuge in the arms of heaven.

Relatives, Often I find a few words from old songs that ring similar to the Sacred Song Blessings. This one passage, "Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here I am, Stuck in the middle with you" is a message sent from God (voice of relative Sid, the violet child), where we are all stuck in the middle between the trees (leaning on each other), learning how to fly free, with our hearts that offers to us liberty. We find that healing rays of light, helps heal the stuckness and gathers others together to slip on through, like a slipstream, all the rows aligned and glows. It's amazing, how each child of the rainbow has so very much to teach the rest of us. We bow with our Relative Sid, the violet child/pipe keeper/high priest who shows us that blessing, forgiving and healing this land, will make LOVE rule this land.  

White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder of the Rainbow Clan

Stuck In The Middle With You - Stealers Wheel
http://youtu.be/DohRa9lsx0Q (Lyrics enclosed)

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do,
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place,
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor,
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.

All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us

in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

  

New moon December 2, 2013 05:22:19 PM

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

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)

Image of many fields streaming by Rainbow Mother Yaniv, 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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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!

Mountain Rain and Receive the Dream

Heart Song for James
Title: Mountain Rain

Tell me the mountain rain will fall come and do motion to every sun, take the wind upon my face and you will feel the breeze and love will find the heart of me and find the love of thee. Wherever we run to find the sun, the blaze of the sun that shines and we will find all that my sand will come time, when ever the living will be. Where is the window of love of divinity, the hope of all of our dreams? The place that we peer through to see all the breeze and windows become the living breeze. Care of the windows ( To reflect, is to feel the heart. While in dream state we often are peering into space, seen through windows of our soul. One needs to take care of self and our visions, in other words wash your windows to your soul. Bless and keep your space sacred while the impure travel to and fro, making your windows dirty and vision is not clear. In our collective dreams we share is where we travel through the soul's flight . The only way to keep it clean is to bless and pray for your window or vision within your soul, while being around others who do not bless and purify. "Purify to keep you gold. The yellow way of fire's light, where the blue and red cross to produce the fright. The light, all are afraid of the light, which purifies when you know your soul and flesh unite".) of heaven's open door (the door that swings both ways, spirits come and go, including you as we flow in the breeze of the soul) (care of the windows of heaven's open door- the vision into heaven) and take the mountaintops in your dreams, but don't lift your head up if you don't see the wind. Just look inside and you will find the breeze. Your heart knows the way of the living flow, when you are the opening of the window of time, when you are open to all the seas, the life of God (blue, relatives) will shine.

Merry go Poppins to see all there is the sky that above that knows war, the place of the mountains that boom with the noise, the hope of the living space and time, to be. The living space of time that will be. Taking the opinion of mine in the wind, and you will see the mountains that shine in the breeze and when I see you upon the mountaintop to see, it will be the living love of all your breeze. You are the sign of the loving height that is blind, but I will open doors for you to see, just hop on my sister, my brother take my hand, and we will be here to make a stand.

Yes, we are. we are here to make a stand. Going around in places to know the wind inside. The blue of God is knowing the blue of God's divine. Take all my brothers who come home and live up to divine, the hope of love and kindness sure, when God lives from above. The lights and sounds of magic that makes all that is divine, you are the special lights that come to make it shine. The horizon of colors that make the rainbow shine, and you are the here to make a bloom and we can lean and shine. We can be each other to make life so satisfied, but we have to make love today, and we must make a stand. And when we are knowing love inside, then we can know the way, just look inside and dream today, and you will feel the shade. Now look inside and leave the breeze and look inside and breath, the love of God is waiting here, to gift the living hand, the rejoice of silence everywhere, the rejoice known in your hands.(goodwill towards others)

July 4th 2009 San Antonio parking lot, bloom and boom, Mt. View, California.

Relatives,
While feeding people in the Streets, James came and all disappeared. As the Violet person, his force of righteousness is felt but not voiced this day. After many years of support and assistance, he has been unable to show Respect to Holiness David. And this incident came up before, where a year would go by, to his nowhere. He gave a song and dance, then I told him to get out of my sight, with his despair. He told me to stop yelling at him and I told him to stop being mean and disrespectful to Holiness David who offers the services to the people in the Streets now for 7 years and truly all his life. We are dedicated warriors who is part of the Great Give-A-Way. In other words, we belong to the people and this means, we gift our very lives to all. To show you the way to Brotherhood. But the true treasure is always the receiving of our Brothers and Sisters, our family. Related we are, in the family of God, the oneness of creation and destruction, the double rainbow the blue and red, the perfection in all, when Heaven comes home to Earth.

We pray for James, but like a lot of street people, forgiving others to allow happiness to come into their lives is not easy. Especially, after living in the streets with no proper facilities for cleansing, cooking, or sleeping. How do we expect our Street people to forgive Society, if Society doesn't come to rescue them. Not with words, but with Elders who walk the way. I invite anyone of you, come get in your Motor home and travel with us. (you don't have one, well just give us the time, and God will provide all in store) Let us be Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. WE shall teach the children the new way.

devoted servants,
Holiness David and Calf Woman

Heart Song to Receive the Dream

Heaven will not tolerate hate, they will simply remove it's state. Tumble down the bushes and clean up your plate, for around your tree of life, there is so much hay. (golden wavering seeds of tomorrow) Behave, or the cleansing will catch fire to set ablaze, to show the world, what shall be on your plate. Follow the laws of God, written across your heart. To RECEIVE the one of God today, written in your display (truth). For Rainbow Warriors will flood the earth and make a stand before it is too late. We, who know of the Royal blue, the oneness of them all. But if you don't act with these loyal blue of the truth, then you shall perish as you know. (life) For the Dawning is upon us, let the light shine from within. Only the fire of purification will get through you again. Through the walking red and the sky of red, for law is coming home to you. Walk the fire, light the way, be the burning light to say, "God is in me here today, and I shall lean towards the living red!" (law of love)

Doctors, Lawyers, Nurses too, come heal the hearts of me and you. Be the gift of tomorrows dreams, come and gift your skills today, to give God's dream. Carpenters, builders, warriors and Rainbows too, come look inside your heart, travel and see, that there is a better way. Let us teach and move like a wave. A wave none can stop, not even the Red, for we are the Fire's Light, we are the Red (law of love). And with the loyal bleu (freedom) we knew, to drive the needle with a head. (to weave in and out of space, with intelligence, both see eyes, red and flesh and sea with heart, blue and soul.) And we shall direct time where Red and Blue cross to know the loving living blood, of where the fire's dream is understood. The shining light of God resides the brightest yellow I can't hide. This is where I will reside, for freedom comes when I am in this land. The Golden day is upon me now, and I can say, it's all in the clouds. The wisps of smoke that carries love, the tears of yesterday that feed the grove. The trees of love that live this day, tell us to come and bring rain with them. We know you are there today, is what we do to tell you to stay. I know God is Great within you, just all you have to do is find the blue! The heart of me and you! Come home to me too, while we wait for you too, to come home to know the blue.

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