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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Monday, June 20, 2011

Vicky Shares Her Heart, Forever We Will Chime!


(drumming begins) 
Leaning on love out the kitchen window. I just want to see you go. I will sea you when you get back. But I will miss you eternally. There you go out the window, shining for all to sea. Flying high in the sky of love, that's where you are to bee. Come be grateful for everything, when we live the circle of love again. 
We are going to bring us peace, when we open our feet. stamp down and feel the heat.



We are going to the sacred sun, the lifts our hearts to the world. 

We are feeling so excited here, if we could only cure. 
Have they not be told of love? Have they not known how? I will be here solid true, if they only bow. I will teach them how. L
ost in the state of consciousness, we are lifting to the other side, heavenly come into my heart, I don't want this suicide.

  
 
If you feel the judgment call, I will lift my sins. But I am reckoned to the bow, where my soul grieves again. I will be forever, free to know the love in store you have for me.  And I will always hold the hands of others who need to be understanded (guided upright). I will be there to hold their hands. Can you fly across the seas? My heart beckons thee. I will watch you as you depart. I will watch you flow, over the sacred rainbow.

I will catch you for the seas, to fly into my heart of belief.  I will join eternally the place we need is thee . Can you hold me eternally, to catch the winds of time?  I will bind you to my heart, forever we will chime.  Forever we will chime.  Forever we will chime.
  


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums. Sacred Song Blessings for Vicky, "Cup of Gods" cousin's wife.
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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!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Recognize the Inside, Where the Soul Resides! The Golden Child Dreams

(buffalo drum begins) I sing with you today, to bring in happiness always. We sing today in play.  I sing with you today, to sing in loving all the way. Aho (salutation: spirit fly). We are part of the heavenly skies (golden child rattles and goo's and ga's), a throw. Aho (spirit fly free), we sing and are together in play (golden child jumps up and down).  We begin this journey as we fly away.  We look into our hearts to say . . . . into the darkness of heaven and into the skies. And more and more I live up to you (golden child sits down, looking at the clouds). I am here to have a view.  We are rumbling like thunder as we seek out the treasures on this fine day.  Always leaning on love all the way. We are here to make things a new.  We are here to play and stay on this holy day (golden child waves to and fro).  And the days are very few. Little golden child sings and plays.  But if we shine for eternity, the days will long to be you and me.  

Chippewapa smiles and rains down heavenly tears, to say, "We are one.  We are family.  And now all turmoil is washed away (golden child rattles and sways). Free! We are family in harmony.  We come together in purity. We are radiant with glee.  Together, together, one family. We are radiate to bee. We dance across the sky.  Hey oh, coming out of time.  We dance across the sky. Hey ho (breath your dreams). Step by step we interwine.  Hey ho. Hey ho (golden child sits silently). We are pure and love surrounds.  Now we are part of this sacred hill, all these thrills . . . like rainbows heaven abounds.  It's just our favored sounds. We are the love that fills the air. We are crashing towards the sea of heavenly bliss, how about a kiss? Kiss indeed, is friendship with glee.  

We are love that fills the night breeze. No more enemies. We are the branches of the trees. Aho (spirit fly, we feel free), no more enemies. Hi ho, a way yo ho (it's the devoted rainbow). Hi you. We go. He ho (wind blows, effort always knows). I'm on my way home. Higher and higher, home we go. Yip pity two (down about you, like clothes), through all the clues (lessons turned into treasures with love as the measure, bow to the muse). Life is wonder, full of thunder just as magical as we did dream. (Chippewapa sits in the breeze listens).  How we love this world, and all our heavenly beings (golden child, sways, to hear your song he says.  He lifts his hands to say, hooray, to the sky above, to the valley below, to the sacred rainbow glow). Hi ho (deep breath) (golden child crosses his hands and puts them upon his heart and holds it close). We go. Hi ho (deep breath) we flow. 

We dance and sing, forever bring. Today was a lesson indeed. We are the song, where heaven belongs, in which will be. We the joy of God in all we abound, perfect harmony. We are the vision of all we can be seen. We are the ripples.  Think upon a star, from afar, coming home to you, inside the heart that knew. Kiss me, my soul. We share love and will always stand hand in hand.  Hold on to me, embrace all I know, in this giant wonderful plan. Heavenly bows in the breeze, the tree of life, always on her knees, the blessings favor all to be, a dream we share, eternally (echo the heavenly breeze all your dreams). We seek the treasures this day, all who wish to dream come and play. We are the rainbow and we are the colors of sweet energy, come now!  Look how great you can bee (golden child wants to stand up, but a bit wabble on my lapping waves)?  

Little one dance. Look how wonderful it is to envision thee, golden child prances, dance in my heart (golden child starts to dance). Oh heaven is sweet when you tap on your feet.  Dance in my heart. Tap your feet. Tap your feet. Move your toes.  Bring heaven to your reality. Jump for joy with a smile. Be so bold, for love will lead you every mile . . . . a little while.  Just for joy for awhile. Hi ho a way ya ho (flight over the rainbow).  Hi ho a way ya ho (flight over the rainbow).  Niya (we the people, claim the) nitasagatowin (freedom of salvation to enter into me) oma miwasin anoch (where butterfly breezes into eternity or my soul is set free) sakatowin (from the northern sky, above my head).  Wa men (we). Sakatowin awasis (always looking at the sun, the place we do run, dream weaver, I am expecting you to run over rolling hills and rainbow glows, dreams fulfilled).  It's the place I'm knowing. Awasisiak (time blows through us).  It tu whoo (the place grows through us). Oyate (the seed of heaven).  Oyate (come into me).  Awasis, awasisisah ko (come brother, relative, let us go, upon the rainbow sky, where heaven is realized). Waka tanka ocinan (within the breeze, my heart will sneeze like wind, to travel over the road, my great spirit knows).  Ocinan (come bring me rainbows in my heart). Hi yo hey ya ho (where it is down below, the garden of paradise).  Oyate oyate, waka tanka ocia (up inside my soul, let the seed grow). Hey ho, hey hey ho (dream rainbow, down upon this world).  I'm slow, watching the rainbow.  Wiyo peyataka wangi (can you find hope in your dreams, unwind and begin).  San hopei (a number of stories, together) everyone. Oyahgan (the place of the rising sun, the morning star) we love, we share.  Ipeenee (greater than) as one (together is better than alone) in harmony under the sun, under the sun, under the sun. We are set free, opa nee (she, heavenly, who lives in me, the soul shall set me free). Come and get me. Come now bright sky.  We are one together.   

Aho (spirit fly). Little spirits of earth sing, aho aye (my spirit rise today aye). Lift your voices to be as one as we run and holiness drums. Little spirits come grow this way (watching the green grass grow, golden child is on his belly, looking at the grass grow). Chakiyiya (where did the flow go, I must watch to catch the glow or be still my heart), cheykiyiyo (it's the place I dream to impart, share my heart), it's a mighty rainbow. Cheykiyo (come into me, sit for awhile) ahitowan (places of mercy and fire, lower heavenly red road appears) wayankeyla (holy and purified, I do walk) hey (greetings of abundance on the run), the rising sun (streams of rainbow colors).  Hey yo ho (look at me go, down the rainbow).  Oh keyla hey (then to rise up again, valleys of glowing showing, journey of love). Hey yo ho (I feel in my heart). Hey yo ho (I feel in my heart), it's the snow (crystalline stones, blessed rocks, each rainbow child, as we are each from the rainbow clan), rainbow stars. Come shine up inside of me.  Find that far star and light it inside my breeze.  Bring me home to my soul, to the place, I know that flows.  I am going home, to all my dreams. Hey ho (here I go) . . . . . . . . . . . . . hey ee ho (skip to and fro). . . . . . . . . . . . ah (heavenly knows, knew, new, grew). Hey hoe (down I go, to step with the beat, my heart that awakens after sleep). . . . . . . . . . . . we are on the stone. We are on the stone (each a crystalline form, the sacred blessings, hold us to come along, the journey of the rainbow stars). 
  
Going to go to stone river and be a mighty river that flows with tears of over joy (flowing tears).  Galaxy flow in me. Over joy. (aho ahi chippewapa going into daze, she feels the breeze and harmony come over she/soul, grandmother dreams) (golden child sits up, he rattles) Aho! Aho for all to sea (like a galaxy round and round). 

Chippewapa (Rainbow River in the Sky, Dakota/Cree) and White Buffalo Calf Woman (Lakota) sing together today, with Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Dakota) drumming for us, our song of prayer, a sacred song blessing. We bless you. We also had the Golden Child join us with a rattle.  We hope you all enjoy today's prayer. There are various plain dialects, today we share our hearts for you! Let the winds blow, right down upon the Rainbow Clan. Aho, relatives of the Snow, crystalline rainbow.

Google Chat on the Hoops, with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
White Buffalo Calf Woman chats: Thank you Chippewapa, Golden Child, Holiness David who drums awhile.  Heavenly astounds.

Chippewapa chats: Aho. Feeling light headed, need to touch ground. Smiles. Giggles. Aho, wow body feels funny. Laughs. Aho.

White Buffalo Calf Woman chats: Holiness David had to pat the golden child on the head before he was taken away. How wonderful you feel. Yes, we are so happy too.

Chippewapa chats: Milky way galaxy and spinning round and round. What a ride!  Awesome. Sho (lord of the skies), aho (I flow open wide, spirit flies).

White Buffalo Calf Woman chats: We are all learning to spin around and bring it hear to sound, validate all and astound, be the heavenly blue, that rescues the new born child (the soul that awakens in you).

Chippewapa chats: Aho

White Buffalo Calf Woman chats: The dreamer.

Chippewapa chats:  Aho the dreamer.

White Buffalo Calf Woman chats:  Aho my love and will talk to you sooner, than later.

Chippewapa chats: Aho. Okay, coming back to body.  Where'd we go?

White Buffalo Calf Woman chats:  You are funny, how wonderful you abound. Holiness and I bid you adeiu by sending love and blessings the nine sacred directions, we bow down (to you). 

Chippewapa (Rainbow River in the Sky) chats: Aho, love you both and golden child. What a joyful spirit.  Laughter in my heart. Aho


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, April 10, 2011

Golden Child Claire and White Buffalo Calf Woman Share, Where Validation Leads the Impaired!

Golden Child Calls all through the Stream
White Buffalo Calf Woman chats: We must learn the heavenly skills of validation (echo), embracing and fighting for love.
Golden Child Claire chats: Praise that!
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Yes. You move, through dark and light (golden and gray, part of her rainbow colors).
Golden Child Claire:  This has been part of the lesson cycle I have been experiencing over the past 2 years.
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Heaven reverberates, which means to echo. When one validates, one echoes or calls out. This is what golden are supposed to teach the children as father is in the house. When you call out, all come. You radiate light outwards like a signal. This signal that journeys in all directions at one time (the all around, the sonic booming sound). This is a skill of heaven that the younger bodies do not know. We are young souls and old bodies (crystal and golden children). The ones are older souls, primary colors and young bodies. They are young bodies of light with older souls and they have been abusing the children. But we are older bodies and it's our job to teach them how to walk right with our hearts. Always, we are younger and older to all beings. We can always share knowledge and learn, when an exchange happens. This only occurs when one validates, reverberates and breaths. An older man who is married 50 years says, "Stay in the room!" We say (rainbow warriors of prophecy), "Walk towards!"

Golden Child Claire:  Yes!

White Buffalo Calf Woman:  I bless the nine directions in waves and waves of pain, that you sustain (golden child of heaven). I light this pipe to shatter your heart (cosmic flight on the crystalline dust), because the children need a lesson to bring, if hope is what they want this day, then teach them how to play. Demand they act right when wrong, but validate all they say to claim, because their hearts too need validation, we are all going through the same dream.
Golden Child Claire:  I am with you. Yes we must learn the blue road.

White Buffalo Calf Woman:  You carry grandmother gray twice (darkness, where as golden is lightness). This means the wind blows through you and you deny (all those feelings which need an embrace, without a trace, for darkness moves in mysterious ways). Instead get angry (with loving intentions, to resolve the broken heart, the dart aiming for your heart is relieved by sharing a heart that needs or to lean towards, with validation or repeating the voice of others, to say you belong to the tree, not just me). 


Golden Child Claire:  
I have worked through to understand this in my life.

Does that make me a grandmother (gray child, darkness)?
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Now your inner most color is golden, you are the golden child.  My golden child (lightness).
Golden Child Claire:   :) (smiling face)
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  I love you.
Golden Child Claire: I love you also!

White Buffalo Calf Woman:  When we bless with fire, usually cleanses the walker by (who affected us). We did not notice, who just dumped their impure into us (unknowingly, because we simply share space together). Right! Dumping all over us, their impureness (one who does not cleanse the inner world of our heart, heavenly space, grandmother's trace, weaving destiny for all to bee, dreaming free. They lose their way, because they no longer display heavenly characteristics of a child, the child who is innocently free to express the heart for all to see, part of God's kingdom of heavenly trees, each of us being the leaves, kinsmen who care to achieve sound body and mind, when love binds).
Golden Child Claire:  I bow in gratitude to you this day White Buffalo Calf Woman, you have helped me so much!
White Buffalo Calf Woman: We must tell them to bless and demand they bless. To be responsible for their own space, our dream space. I bow to you too.  Once we make it simple (8 fire blessings per day and when we feel we need to purify the space around us), it's a cinch. But making it a reality (heaven, blue road on earth, red road), is the fire blessing. Putting away shame and blame. And using forgiveness, like us kids from heaven do without even thinking about it. They are having a bad day, we know it. But now we are going to do something about it. We are not taking your abuse, because Mom and Dad are back, the Rainbow child and Golden child.
Golden Child Claire:  You said, "But now we are going to do something about it."
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Yes, we are going to walk towards.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes, walk towards.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  And give them our 2 cents worth (our opinion, after validation, the spiritual embrace of the blue road). Instead of allowing them to abuse us.
Golden Child Claire:  This brings tears to my eyes, a relief, and you have pegged it correctly.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  We will stand up, because we love them like our children.
Golden Child Claire:  When I feel angry, I push it inwards, and I have hurt myself with this before (yes, usually on the red road of earth, but blue road of heaven walks towards the broken heart).
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  We validate and then let them have it.
Golden Child Claire:  Ha! I am learning to open, you have taught me how to be a better Mother to not just my child but to those souls who I had called towards me who abused me.
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Thats it. But watch yourself. I have to be told to validate too. It's not natural or us.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes, I am so thankful to have come home to you. I feel the embrace! I am ready and will start my fire blessings.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  It's not natural for us. We tend to go to defense, rather than validate. Validate says, I heard you. That's it. It's the exchange, where true love lives.  Golden teaches the call out, to exchange and to lean on me.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  I am so thankful I have come home to you.
Golden Child Claire:  But for some reason, I have called out of a place of hurt, and drawn other hurt souls to me, in the past.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  But this is love. Love suffers. We endure for those who do not know how.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes, I have felt that.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Love is law on the red road. We who know humility, which we now know means the bow, are the children of heavenly true blue, on the blue road. We move from light red road, back to water blue road and to and fro, and away we go.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  This motion of moving like a snake, is the law of love. We unite the two roads together and this is called the spirit or journey on the yellow road. This is the wonderful part.
Golden Child Claire:  The yellow brick road! :)
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  We are leaving only earth (second phase) to heaven and earth (third phase) and later we will be on the road of only heaven (fourth phase). And we will be out of balance once more but we are now entering heaven and earth, the fable.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes, I feel blessed to be here at this time.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  What our eternal souls dream for, search for, yearn for in all our wildest dreams. Yes, yellow brick road. the dream does flow. upon the colored lights we do know and grow our hearts billow forth, to out weather the course, to seek new ground, the fable and the farm. I feel you sailing over vast seas. Ready for your song now?  We did get side tracked, but that's the yellow path to and fro. So my beloved, shall we sing for you?
Golden Child Claire:  Yes, the yellow!  I am ready!

Sacred Song Blessing from the Heart of Golden Child Claire
Mary Poppins, quite contrary, my heart sails to meet the Mary. There I sail upon the billowed sails (I see a woman flying with an umbrella) to grow and yearn of stories told.  My longing brings me in the wind. I do belong to this charm again. Here we go ~~~~~~~ billows told ~~~~~~~~ we are going to break the winds in the sails today. Thunder rolls, heaven knows Mommy is coming so let's us bow on our knees. And it's time, for us to dine, to bring in heaven back into the winds. And foretold, heaven knows, it's the place we gain to be with relative leaves.



Now it's time, for us to chime, for it's what we do and how we survive. I do know, we do grow, my heart longs to be with you again (cat Swimming Ice greeted me when walking into the room, I turn to look at the cat, the stream knowing of motion we share).  And she leans on smithereens (cosmic crystalline dust blowing in the wind and Gaelic term "smidirin", root "smiodar", a collection of small fragments considered as a whole), the place I am going to believe.  Now it's time, to bring in the limes (sour pusses), to sweeten all those hearts with a little love. 


[Claire Davies:  My cat has been around me all morning and is outside guarding the house in the sun (the stream of knowing is shared, to be aware, the cat does dare).]

And we grow, to ever know, it's got to be, free to believe our heart this day. And it's time, we being, to share our heart in the world again. We believe and it's our k/needs that bring us back together in the wind.


Heaven rolls, to fill billows told. Let's go sailing and have a long ride. There we will meet, oh so ever sweet, the many relatives on the k/new shores. Colors told, ever bold, stories remain the same but always caring sharing rainbows. And it's we, we are the sweet, when we remember to give each a treat.


(beat changes descending) We are the place in time we flow, it's what our heart do know and grow. Lean on love or you may die, because it's not worth all those knives. And I say this to you once this day, because I want you to always stay. Our hearts need each and everyone, because we are under the same sun.


Let's be aware of time. Let's be aware this time. Let's be aware for our lives. Let's be aware to share our strifes. And I know it's heaven on the run, but we are hear/here right under the sun. And I want you to know of true love. I want you to feel my love. Come on home to my heart. Call on home, don't depart. I will be here to open your heart. I will share all that's important that darts. And we will survive my love. We will gain knives that share. We will have happiness again, because we did bless the wind.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings: Whoo hoo! You tell them girl (woman child).
Golden Child Claire:  You are so wonderful!
White Buffalo Calf Woman: So are you, my beloved. That's your heart I sing for.
Golden Claire: May I tell you something that you just stuck upon? I know!!!!!! I love you!
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Yes of course.
Golden Child Claire: Thank you!!!
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Laughter, yes, we know true love. You are welcome. I am so happy you stopped by (google chat for the hoops).
Golden Child Claire: Me too! You used knives twice.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Yes, once to harm, once to share. I will interpret to be aware. We must reverberate it right, not light (left), in other words the heart in known.
Golden Child Claire:  You spoke of knives twice, and a man that I love gave me a set of knives and then a pair of shears. The golden shears! 
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Wow. See you are to teach the use of knives. I can imagine (this dream story).  [I just though about your echo. Twice I thought you were asking a question, but you were making a statement, the echo (this is the purpose of the golden child and knowledge of the soul who reaches out for gathering, to lean on one another, true brotherhood). Next time, I will take note of your perfect echo of heaven, "Shout Out", rainbow warriors of prophecy are home now! Aho (may the spirit fly) my love.]
Golden Child Claire:  He gave me these things after we were no longer coupled.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Ah, he knew something to show you the way, for you are the teacher of sharing.  The Golden child shares. This is brotherhood, when we share we know relative space (Einstein's relativity).
Golden Child Claire: (smiling big) Thank you so very much, I love you.
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Yes. My deer (on the journey), [deer (loved), deer/dear (journey of love, the singularity)] over the rainbow glow (nine sacred directions we bless with fire/smudge).
Golden Child Claire: Yes. 
White Buffalo Calf Woman: What happened just a moment ago. You are not breathing right.
Golden Child Claire: I thought about the man I mentioned.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Breath, bless with fire if you have it. Oh, I sea we went to his heart. And he took your breath away. Ah. Breathe, I say, "Breathe". That's the flight.
Golden Child Claire:  Yes.  I will bless with fire (to bless him). Thank you, it makes my heart open and break.
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Yes, I can feel it's soaring/soring (pain). Let us bless him this moment.
Golden Child Claire: Yes, I have been through a lot in a short time, okay, I am with you.

~ White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings ~ 
I light this fire to bless this soul, who lost his way to heaven knows, but we love him on his path (man who gifts the knives), even if he runs out of gas (and is blind, unable to sea clearly from his heart, while the journey stops, startled others are flowing by). And when the soul finds love it's worth, we hope he bows down of course, to know of true love is the course, the path to love that leads off the worst (walking the right way, with love as law, finds happiness in the end). I bless his feet where he may walk. I bless his words that they may shutter. I bless the kindness that lives within him, to bring him back home to the wind. I bless sacred nine it's true, for he is part of the sacred blue. Aho, it's true. We bless you always we renew!


Holiness David Running Eagle goes on the hunt (locating her heart spiritually), beating the drum for her heart (radiating love towards Golden Child Claire) and others who are sharing dream space (grandmother gray or dark space of heaven, the blue road, the dream world and the spider who weaves us together on the blanket of many colors), relative's grace. Let us have a taste of good old fashioned love in our hearts, by doing our part! "In the end, I looked around and I found peaceful love", says Holiness David, as he shouts out, "Love is everywhere! Sometimes you got to look under rocks and leaves before you find it."


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Image: The key is validation, which unlocks any door!


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, March 12, 2011

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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!

Monday, March 7, 2011

Jaime Leigh Shares Her Heart, Hold and Impart, Silver Linings Everywhere When the Red Road Appears!


There I flow to eternity. I grow up for all to sea. My heart is willing to bring liberty, let the hoops be found in me.  I want to know the way to the sacred river glow. Where rainbow colors shine for all of us to know.  I long to feel the song that is so real.  I want to bring in shadows under the song that feels.  My soul is real. I want to feel your steal (strength of righteousness of heavenly virtues).  There we stand together.  We are more than brothers. We are sister too. because heaven has come home in you. I long to bring ♥•*´) ¸.•*´´) ¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*¨) heavenly in the spring ♥•*´) ¸.•*´´) ¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*¨) where vultures let us bring  ♥•*´) ¸.•*´´) ¸.•*´¨) all our waste home to clean  ♥•*´) ¸.•*´´) ¸.•*´¨) And sunshine do realize, how great the skies do feel/fill my eyes. I want to know glory in heavenly states. I want to clean up my (silver) plate (mirror). And silver linings everywhere.  I do stand and I compare. What do you know if you don't know your heart? What do you know if you don't do your part. I say to you, my love for you is true. But I will stand upon this holy land.  I will show you hoops in the sky and bring them here to realize. We are connected you and me, to the slong (sluagh or multitude. slough slew, slou, a hollow filled with deep mire. slue, stagnant swamp, marsh, bog, pond, bayou, inlet, or backwater, a state of deep despair or moral degradation, outer covering is shed, skin of man or snake, the dead cellular debris in a wound. topography of Galloway, Slongaber: Sron Gabar, hill or snout of the goats or horses. Urging you to cleanse yourself, awake, in the multitude of impure for all) of eternity (as we enter the third phase of evolution, heaven on earth, the yellow rolling hill in time, where dreams come true).


And when you realize, there might not be time. But if you bow down with your soul, you might be able to save your soul.  Just remember to beg for time, for heaven is surely blind (as it appears upon the physical world, the rainbow colors that shine). Ask if you can repeat your crime (lesson), can I use love this time (turning it into a treasure).  I want to be good, for heaven should act like it could. And within me shines, when I show my heavenly side. If I count on you, will you be heavenly true?  If I count on you, will your heart be blue? If I count on you, will you you look upon me with gain?  If I count on you, will your heart long to feel my pain?  There we go in time, thinking we can change their minds. But that's not the hoops, instead we are loose (immoral). Which means we (should) practice love, where law of heaven presides below, where dreams are alive, for all the sacred rainbow glows.  


If you could could bow down with me, then we could escape to eternity. But if we don't learn to pray, we might have to do it all over again to play. And if we must share, then it's time, really really rare, to bring our hearts near, to not know of fear.  Come shine with me, on the heavenly breeze. Come shine with me, where songs will live. I am going to give.  I am going to be part of this sun. I am going to be freedom rungs (steps to evolution) I am going to bee (impossible flight known).  I will long to hold your hands, to unite and make a stand, to bring hoops upon the land, to make Brotherhood a Man(kindness). And Sisters will walk with me, forever our hearts will sneeze. We will gain the upper hand, because man depends on woe_man (on your heals, be still, woman shows the ways of heaven's display, all around, here I stand).  And if we do our parts, we bring them to their hearts. We live without fear, because others will care and be near.


Relatives everywhere. Come and live a heart that does not compare, but knows glory lives in all the parts. We must only understand how all does start. Cleanse everyone, everywhere you go all around the glow, the hoops of life, share the heaven's rainbows.  And glory bee to yesterday who did run free and tomorrow will show, we are about to start a great new show. And heaven will land upon this sacred land and teach us we need to hold on to thee (each other, this is love, bonding and exchange). Our souls will believe. Our hearts will know we need. And one over one, will not be our stand, but one for all and all for one, will make us Man(kindness), evolution demands.  And law of love will share and break the crime rage, because greed has no place, because we share even our face. 



Lord come into me, let me become the image of your grace. Lord stand in me, where love shines from my heart forever more. I'm a a great spirit indeed, because you guide me in all I do and say.  You believe in me, now I bow down and pray.  You believe in me, now I bow down and pray.  Hoops show me the way.  Show me how to pray (all around, the blue waves of heaven that astound).  I will be glory for you eternally, the heavenly slough (to and fro, tides of times, ebb and flood) will set us free. 


White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Jamie Leigh, an aqua person.  Her rainbow colors are aqua, blue, silver and gray.  Ask for more understanding on the hoops about Rainbow Colors and visit Crystal or Indigo terms.

Jamie Leigh's Silver will be turning away from red or rainbow mother in other words, she will be with/out spiritual child soon or releasing from this bond.  She is in a period of spiritual gestation before the pregnancy or physical gestation of the fetus or newborn.  I have seen in the spiritual world (dark space), the delivery by a stork, literally (Blossoming Petal's magenta daughter) of the child two years prior.  The yellow (oriental) people consider One year of age at 100 days and when the new year begins, another year.  In other words, you could be two years older than actually birthed in the physical world.  This accountability is the knowing of dream space or heavenly virtues, that are unseen.  In this case, a rainbow mother is in spiritual gestation of a new soul (physical gestation to search for the soul).  Therefore, silver is a younger woman, yet older soul.  She is learning to read the physical world with truth, rather than understanding their excuses (reverberating or changing into them), and is "speaking out about what physically needs to change" to bring about liberation for your soul. She is in a time of preparation, from the heart, to bring it a reality into this world.  Through heavenly virtues, the red road appears, where the silver lining grows dim, sin is weary and provoked to purify to return home again.  For the eternal hoops do know, that spiritual needs are wrought with frustrations and physical needs gift treasures beyond even gold, but eternal truth of the sacred rainbow snow!



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!

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, Shares Glory All Over Again!

Gifting always has a sun, remember when we are on the run, over rolling hills and into the sun, I stand here with you today.  Come and gather into our hearts, where our leaning is where we impart. Heaven and Earth come into me, where all is life and liberty. Drum, beat, drum, beat.  Drum, beat my soul. Feel me, dance with me, show the world, I'm real.  There we chance upon a prance, the dance within, that shares divine. Glory heaven stares at me, when I share my heart for them to sea (vision of the heart).

Running over rolling hills, my delight is always filled, come my brother take my hand, we are going to be MAN. There a place where thunder rolls, just above the mountain curls. Waves and waves of love and light, that sheds a heart in plight, now it's time for us to stand up and realize. Take my hand my brother, my sister glory to be. Welcome all the children, parents long to see. And when we begin to fall, down into the holy halls, there our hearts will begin to shine, the Glory of God is thine.

Take my hand, when you tremble just demand, that heaven will take a stand, for goodness over even man. Begin to relieve strife, take all your lessons in life, begin to glow a miracle that knows, the soul will lift you up to glow, the perfect rainbow show. Come gather with me. Come gather towards the sea ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ the blue of you and me ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ the heart of those who long to bee ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  I say, it's Grandmothers day, when we all learn to bow down and pray. Gift your heart, speak your peace, know you are grandness you do seek.  There is a life, where all is meek, there is a life, where Grandmother is relieved.  I know you want to have to a good life. I know you want to have it's all in strife (lessons rather than treasures). I know it's time for us to live in a world that leans on love. I know it's time for us to act like doves (Doves carry a stick with them during long travels, because it's a relative branch who will hold them and rest upon the blue waters of the seas. And it's the law of love, which binds us to the Tree of Oneness, our heavenly darkness, our soul that lives within.  We need each other to know peace, where love binds us together.  The Dove knows to gather peacefully and rest upon each other for comfort).

My soul is lingering in the winds, the place I begin. I know it's a wave of delight, when "Grandmother leads me by the hand, out of strife". And if I can trust the heart of my soul, then I can lead the children down below.  We are living in a world, that longs to be, a welcome mat in the breeze, but heaven wants us to realize, that leaning on love always chimes. Ring for bells of freedom. Ring for bells for us to shine. Ring forever, in my heart believe its children in the rainbow, it's time ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  for us to chime! It's time, for our land, to make it a sun light, the glory within our hearts.

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, a gray person.  Her rainbow colors are gray, blue, magenta and gray. Sent at 5:55 PM on Saturday.



Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Image:  Native American Beaded Bands, the vine that blossoms!

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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