Rainbow Clan, the place where seeds find their home. Blessings of the Green Grass follows you to the throne (kinsmen)! Brotherhood, comes to run with an iron thumb (shines in the dark), the heart of a warrior, the heart of a man, the heart of a great spirit, that reaches and kicks (stands up for what is right and unites broken hearts). Follow the Great River, the crystalline shore leads, right down towards the heartbeat. Gather together and explore, the heart of all our relatives, we adore!


Photobucket - Video and Image HostingHere I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space). It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us. Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you. Grandmother (guiding us towards our destiny), you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls. And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way). And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d). Your love fills our hearts. Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours and we never part. Let us dream in Grandmother Space and Grandmothers of the Green Grass, we hold your hands, for we are going home to the Rainbow Clan!

Grandmother Shines!

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My Beloved White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, To the Grandchildren...

I thank you with all my heart... my grandmother's heart, where my dream is for all the grandchildren to come home, and know the warm hug of grandmother's love. That we may be family again and lose ourselves in the love of each other's heart, never to be apart but ALWAYS a PART of the wholeness of God. May we let the past go and find our future in our heart that KNOWS. Blessings my children and grandchildren, come on home, and we shall be glory in the winds again and we shall never lack, for abundance will flow and hope shall finally show, that faith is realized in each other, and our dreams, now a whisper, shall be a SHOUT, and never more shall doubt have a place. Peace, pure peace, be upon our bodies, our minds, our hearts, and let us breathe out and fill the world, fill the oceans, the waters flow, with our love and delight. Great rainbow warriors of prophecy, be full of might and Godness and let your perfect warrior hearts be strong and endure, for this is the time for the why, the where and the whom of our creatings. The dreaming of heaven coming to earth in these bodies of frailness, and yet of such greatness that if only we knew our worth, we would never falter and never despair, but we would only know how to share. Let us let out our goodness that all shall find theirs, and the sharing shall be so wondrous that the shine of the glory will blind those that see, and those that are blind shall find true prophecy. I love you my darlings and I send you my blessings in the winds... be of great courage and start to LIVE!

I bless your sacred nine directions and the fire and the waters within.

Lovingly your Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, Sunshine Glory Shines gray person, the embrace of the story House of the War Dance, Hoops of the Universe, a flower unfolding, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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Thursday, January 6, 2011

Grandmother Living Will in Tunisia Rocking the Cradle to Light up your Charm!

Gather in my arms, I will hold you tight. Gather around me children all a circle, all a part (vision grandmother with children down on the ground listening to her, all around her). Each has a function a place in my heart. I want to hold you near me, not far at all.  Come gather inside me, feel the waves of time. Come let the heart ring out for all to shine.  I want to feel you, even in all your pain, come dry your tears, let us gain.


The skies fly to heaven inside my heart. Diamonds all around me, gifting my part.  I will be loyal to Oneness in you, come my little children, come find a grand new view. Grandmother holds you, close in my arms.  Rocking the cradle until the dawn.  I will beholden to all of your charms. You are my greatness, battle in arms.


Blessings to children everywhere I do roam. Feel a staunch awakening, just like a storm. But in this collision course, we wait to see, how great is magic, when all are part of believe. I want to know your story, how you climbed that great wall. I want to know, when you were so low you had to fall. I want to know when your heart blew up with joy. I want to know, how greatness is part of who you are.  


Seeing is believing, bring your hearts home. I want to cherish all parts of the stone.  Can you begin to treasure all inside of you, because it's forever and it's a great new view. Once a story is told,my song is heard in the wind. I want to share all the greatness within.  You are my glory, my grand child I hold. Don't you know it's more important than the living snow.  We are together, one heart that does know.  We are a living perfect growing rainbow.  And it's when we get together, it's when we are apart, that our hearts do treasure, all the memories we explored.

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand drums.  Sacred Song Blessings for Grandmother Living Will in Tunisia (he flesh/she soul). S/he rocks the grandchildren to sleep, no worries are near her/his heart, only filling your heart with love, till waves of delight is all you know of. Grandmother is always a gray person, who fills our world with love.

Heavenly Name* Song or Mission on Earth and Tools of light or Earthly name** too!
There is a day and dawning that comes inside of me. I am called the Living Will* because I know ecstasy. I give my soul to elders (devoted true, respecting elders of the blue). I give my soul below (for the children with a view). Because children dawning are part of this rainbow.  There comes a rider on a boat, who clings to the sails and wants to know stories boards (dreams), where rider does glow (the dreamer).  And dreams open our hearts, to find living rainbows grow. It's where our belonging is felt deep inside of (pointing to the heart) despair. Where tears do feed the rainbows, for dreams to come true. For all the heavens to find a way to bloom, I am called the Magnificent Rainbow Compare** , because my heart never falters very far from your window.  I dream to hold you near my heart. I dream to be with you, when you do your great part. I will always know comfort in holding you near, because you are my treasure, I will never ever fear. 

Wow so beautiful. Such devotion. Thank Grandmother Living Will, our Magnificent Rainbow Compare, a Beauty Rare.  Grandmother Living Will lives on the Northern Shore of Tunisia in the French Quarters and has contacted White Buffalo Calf Woman through spiritual communications. White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums for your perfectly aware.

Tunisia is on the Mediterranean Sea
Tunisia: Tunisia is a part of Northern Africa. Located between Libya and Algeria Tunisia has a total population of 10,589,025 (July 2010 est). The options of Tunisia vacation are quite infinite and include such seaside locations as Monastir, Nabeul, Sousse, Tabarka, Hammamet and Djerba. While French is the language used for commercial purposes Arabic is the official language of Tunisia.

PEOPLE AND HISTORY
Modern Tunisians are the descendents of indigenous Berbers and of people from numerous civilizations that have invaded, migrated to, and been assimilated into the population over the millennia. Recorded history in Tunisia begins with the arrival of Phoenicians, who founded Carthage and other North African settlements in the 8th century B.C. Carthage became a major sea power, clashing with Rome for control of the Mediterranean until it was defeated and captured by the Romans in 146 B.C. The Romans ruled and settled in North Africa until the 5th century, when the Roman Empire fell and Tunisia was invaded by European tribes, including the Vandals. The Muslim conquest in the 7th century transformed Tunisia and the make-up of its population, with subsequent waves of migration from around the Arab and Ottoman world, including significant numbers of Spanish Muslims and Jews at the end of the 15th century. Tunisia became a center of Arab culture and learning and was assimilated into the Turkish Ottoman Empire in the 16th century. It was a French protectorate from 1881 until independence in 1956, and retains close political, economic, and cultural ties with France. After obtaining independence in 1956, the country took the official name of the "Kingdom of Tunisia" at the end of the reign of Lamine Bey and the Husainid Dynasty. With the proclamation of the Tunisian republic on July 25, 1957, the nationalist leader Habib Bourguiba became its first president and led the modernization of the country. President Habib Bourguiba established a strict one-party state. He dominated the country for 31 years, repressing Islamic fundamentalism and establishing rights for women unmatched by any other Arab nation. Habib Bourghiba was quietly replaced in 1987 by Zine El Abidine Ben Ali (Ben Ali, for short). In recent years, Tunisia has taken a moderate, non-aligned stance in its foreign relations. The country operates as a republic under the leadership of President Zine El Abidine Ben Ali who has governed since 1987. Today Tunisia is an export-oriented country, in the process of liberalizing and privatizing its economy. Tunisia is a member of the Arab League and the African Union. The government's moderate and even-handed approach to the Israel-Palestine conflict has also made it an important intermediary in Middle Eastern diplomacy.

Presently the Committee to Protect Journalists is disturbed by your government's attempt to censor coverage of recent protests against unemployment and corruption in Tunisia and censorship of media coverage is at unrest among news officials reporting that numerous local and international news websites covering the street protests were blocked in Tunisia. January 5, 2011.

Nearly all Tunisians (99% of the population) are Muslim. There has been a Jewish population on the southern island of Djerba for 2,000 years, and there remains a small Jewish population in Tunis and other cities, which is mainly descended from those who fled Spain in the late 15th century.

GEOGRAPHY
Tunisia, at the northernmost bulge of Africa, thrusts out toward Sicily to mark the division between the eastern and western Mediterranean Sea. Twice the size of South Carolina, it is bordered on the west by Algeria and by Libya on the south. Coastal plains on the east rise to a north-south escarpment that slopes gently to the west. The Sahara Desert lies in the southernmost part. Tunisia is more mountainous in the north, where the Atlas range continues from Algeria. Geographic coordinates: 34 00 N, 9 00 E.  Climate: Current Weather temperate in north with mild, rainy winters and hot, dry summers; desert in south
Terrain: mountains in north; hot, dry central plain; semiarid south merges into the Sahara.

Censorship:  Reporters without Borders (RSF) intends to “rally everyone in support of a single Internet that is unrestricted and accessible to all”. Internet-surveillance trends around the world are both interesting and surprising. According to the Reporters without Borders, Saudi Arabia is definitely a high internet-surveillance zone. This is one of the few issues on which Saudi Arabia stands together with Iran and Tunisia! The 13 countries that control and block the Internet, including North Korea which entirely controls ownership of the internet-connected computers to a selected few, are – Burma, China, Cuba, Egypt, Iran, North Korea, Saudi Arabia, Syria, Tunisia, Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan and Vietnam. The RSF call these countries Internet's Black-Holes.

Reporters Without Borders/Internet's Black-Holes
The Reporters without Borders not only identify the countries that block Internet, they have devised a rating of the degree of censorship And the trends are surprising: Where do you think the Internet access has no censorship? No, it’s not in the North America and the Europe, but in large parts of Africa, parts of South America, Mexico and the Caribbean and in Mongolia!  Is Australia a free Internet-access zone? No, it’s under heavy surveillance – the same degree as in Algeria, Tunisia, Yemen and parts of South-East Asia! What about the rest of the world, including the democracies of North America, Europe and India? They are under some censorship, but largely people have a free Internet-access. To read more about Tunisia's internet surveillance, visit http://en.rsf.org/tunisia-internet-censors-move-into-top-04-01-2011,39213.html

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!

Here I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space). It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us. Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you. Grandmother (guiding us towards our destiny), you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls. And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way). And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d). Your love fills our hearts. Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours and we never part. Let us dream in Grandmother Space and Grandmothers of the Green Grass, we hold your hands, for we are going home to the Rainbow Clan!


Rainbow Clan, the place where seeds find their home. Blessings of the Green Grass follows you to the throne (kinsmen)! Brotherhood, comes to run with an iron thumb (shines in the dark), the heart of a warrior, the heart of a man, the heart of a great spirit, that reaches and kicks (stands up for what is right and unites broken hearts). Follow the Great River, the crystalline shore leads, right down towards the heartbeat. Gather together and explore, the heart of all our relatives, we adore!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Grandmother Embrace, Makes Us Feel Safe!

Grandmothers embrace
Stops the race
Of turbulence going on inside
it brings light within the night
A warm glow in the heart
tells stories of not being apart
Forgive and let go
Creates the flow
God Spirit is awake
you give a hand that I like to take
To embrace together
No matter the weather
I send love to you Grandmother
Blessings from me and any other
Who wants to greet and meet
Thank you for this lead.
Blessed Be
Rainbow from my heart to yours
Beloved Grandmother, Comfort in the Wind, our Sunshine Glory Shines,
 
Thank you so much for sharing your story. It is full of strength, surrender, embrace of happiness and non happiness. I thank you for sharing that with us.
While reading it and I never had that before with someone. I normally feel the pains and all emotions in there (as a green person). It calmed my heart and I felt your loving embrace. Like someone who put the arm around me. That is the best to describe. I lost my Grandmother in the flesh a few years ago, she gave me that same comfort.
 
Thank you so much for bringing that feeling back to me!!!

Southern Season, your Song of Heaven
Green person, Spiritual embrace of Greater Oneness
Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy

Sung By "Southern Season, your Song of Heaven" for the heart song for "Grandmother Comfort in the Wind our Sunshine Glory Shines", gray person, Grandmother, molecular space! Spiritual embrace of One, singularity! From Grandmother to Embrace, we can miss most of the fun, but if we listen to Grandmother, we could have a great time, because she is always gifting to me!
Rainbow Clan, the place where seeds find their home. Blessings of the Green Grass follows you to the throne (kinsmen)! Brotherhood, comes to run with an iron thumb (shines in the dark), the heart of a warrior, the heart of a man, the heart of a great spirit, that reaches and kicks (stands up for what is right and unites broken hearts). Follow the Great River, the crystalline shore leads, right down towards the heartbeat. Gather together and explore, the heart of all our relatives, we adore!
Here I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space). It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us. Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you. Grandmother (guiding us towards our destiny), you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls. And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way). And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d). Your love fills our hearts. Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours and we never part. Let us dream in Grandmother Space and Grandmothers of the Green Grass, we hold your hands, for we are going home to the Rainbow Clan!

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Relatives On The Throne, Kingsmen to Kinsmen to Relatives True Blue

Image: Fire and Water blessings find a home, where souls abound, with
mighty friends (helpers). Warriors do swim, inside the blue, the fire so true,
 it lights up a golden sun. I bless water and fire, my love! (relatives true)
 
 
Relatives on the Throne (kingsmen, kinsmen, relatives true blue),
 
Welcome home! on the phone, blowing and bowing to the breeze. Let me feel, oh so real, it's time, to come home to thee. God gift us liberty!

Your devoted servant, sends waves of love to thee. It's where we do roam over green grass fields our home, where we run free, feeling such breeze come over me, set me free.
Royalty, my soul flies to you! 
 
Elder crystal person, says, we got to have fun, for heaven comes home in our hearts!
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, the places we sing, brings lessons of grieve, but we are a rainbow clan, and we demand joy to enter the wind! 
Unite broken hearts, step up with your soul and bless all you know.  Heaven can relieve all our sins.  

Blessing the sacred nine directions in the wind!
Welcome Home  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ 
 
On Sat, Sep 25, 2010, Aida Running Deer, Your Magic Heart of Belief (aqua person)  wrote:

Namaste Holy Spirit Sails Across the Seas,

My goodness how what can trouble you is so similar to what troubles me. I see you, I feel you, I understand, I show you me with no fear. What a relief, what a blessing. To be able to let that much understanding and love come from you to someone like me or your relatives here in the hoops whom you've never even meet, truly a blessing.

Thank you for this uplifting wave of love fallen over my troubles!

Namaste Relative,
Aida Running Deer, your Magic Heart of Belief

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting(In response to this post from Grandfather Holy Spirit:
http://holyspiritsailsacrosstheseas.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes.html )

Blessed Song I give to you, to know the Sacred Blue.  The home that we long to know true, the loving Blue (heart knowing relatives).  Where distance is just a call, when you need all that's water fall (tears) and spring will light up inside your heart to find the blue, red illumination's call (finding your spirit). Aho (ahau), may your spirit fly!

On Sat, Sep 25, 2010, Grandfather Holy Spirit wrote:

My Dear Aida Running Deer, our Magic Heart of Belief

This brings great joy into my heart.  I wrote this for a wonderful man and I had to write it in the me - I form, so that he can take (receive) it. It is a kind of seed sown with all the love that lives in the bottom of my heart that lives in the essence "I am" and "I know", that he is not the only one!
 
So I am grateful for having been able to send and shower you in all the rainbow colored love that pours out ... Whenever it is for you , take such a shower for this love is all ways around.

While writing this I was able to enter one of the last real angst I feel not always but sometimes and there was a sentence from White Buffalo Calf Woman who said
I am a trusting baby soul and this trust brought me through. Now I can take all what this angst showed me
for creating wonderful new things, as it freed so much energy


namaste
veroniKA Grandfather Holy SPirit

those who seek purity
will be blessed with divine vision
and will see the miracle of life

i bless the world
i bless my self
i bless you
i bless the nine directions in you my Relatives

http://holyspiritsailsacrosstheseas.blogspot.com/
 
Rainbow Clan, the place where seeds find their home. Blessings of the Green Grass follows you to the throne (kinsmen)! Brotherhood, comes to run with an iron thumb (shines in the dark), the heart of a warrior, the heart of a man, the heart of a great spirit, that reaches and kicks (stands up for what is right and unites broken hearts). Follow the Great River, the crystalline shore leads, right down towards the heartbeat. Gather together and explore, the heart of all our relatives, we adore!

Here I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space). It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us. Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you. Grandmother (guiding us towards our destiny), you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls. And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way). And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d). Your love fills our hearts. Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours and we never part. Let us dream in Grandmother Space and Grandmothers of the Green Grass, we hold your hands, for we are going home to the Rainbow Clan!

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Grandmothers of the Green Grass


Tell me Grandmother where have you been?  We have been waiting in the wind. Don't you want to hold us in our dreams?  We are searching for thee! Tell me Grandmother where have you been, with so many wanting to act like you again. Don't you realize, so many are saying it's you, when we know, you haven't taken your view. 

We are waiting for Grandmothers to arise, to bring back the Green Grass home.  We have been waiting for so long.  Oh Grandmother here inside this storm, we need you to hold on to us and keep us warm.  Grandmother don't run away, just because we don't know how to play.  Instead, why don't you teach us once again, because the children are coming home to sing.  

Can't you hear the thunder rolling in?  The buffalo thunder has found it's ridge. We are pacing, to keep up with the wind, to find Grandmother already there.  But in the night, we seek, it's true, to find the heart of only your love can view.  And we need you to point us the right way, because you know, which doors are open, which doors will play.  We are counting on the space you gift to us, your shadow of a body, we know of God's love.  And a Great Spirit you hide and try to hide, but we know Grandmother you are here to share with knives (divide and give-a-way). 

Grandmother, come home to me today, allow my dreams at night, come to the day. We are sharing one land, you and me, it's the Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. We will protect you once again, Grandmother you sea. But you thought there was no more family. My darling, my Grandmother we ask forgiveness this day, because we did not always know who or what to say. Grandmother if you guide us home, this night, in our dreams, we will know, it's all right.  But if you turn away and don't believe, how will the Grandchildren, know how to dream?  

Grandmothers you are a soul, just a child.  But Grandmothers on the Red Road (law of love), abundant as they come. We ask you share our hearts as one, to bring in the Morning Rising Sun (Morning Star, sacred eight directions and here, I am a sun dance).  And with all that has been written upon our hearts, Grandmother, you have always smart (sting), because you show us the right way home, through our hearts, thats where the water crashes upon the shore!

Sung by White Buffalo calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter for the Heart of Grandmothers everywhere!  Join us together, when Grandmothers of the Green Grass hold our hearts in hoop 5, Rainbow Clan, sanctuary land.


Here I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space).  It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us.  Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you.  Grandmother, you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls.  And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way).  And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d).  Your love fills our hearts.  Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Sacred Weather of the Hoops!

Tell me the weather?  Tell me about the snow?  I'm going to get better, cleaner, than I know.  Come hold me closer, know, my love will warm, even a shadow, coming to do harm.  Lift up our voices, feel majestic waves.  Give me some (sound) shelter, hold me close, "Let's pray".  There we go together.  There we go to fill us up.  Make a heart feel worshiped. Make our souls impart.

When are you looking at the weather.  Don't you notice all kinds.   Feel the heart so full of treasure.  There we sing to be blind (alightfromwithin shines). We are on a river, flowing magic everywhere.  There is so much feeling, that I want to feel despair.  But all the little children, come home and walk this way.  Where their hearts know magic, feeling love in the air. 

It's a sunny day out.  It's a raining day too.  It's the local weather, and it's always blue (bleu, the call to freedom).  Come my little children, don't you see, the skies.  WE do ponder on the weather, always looking for a brand new hide (rainbow colors, four directions).  And if we could reach the heart and all it keeps, then we could find a wave of delight.  Gifting music for the rest of our life. 

WE are floating forever, a sky less cloud (healing molecules of dew) fills my heart. We are both part of this weather, it's dreams that keep us up all night.  And treasures are a bounty, gifting hands of delight, when we look at each other, knowing relatives gift each others plight (sharing our hearts).  And if we could lean on, the love of suffering pain.  We could know of heroes, they did have us learn and gain.  

Miracles aside.  God within realize. I am going towards a heart today.  With a song tomorrow. We are going to know sorrow (tears for the blue), but we do recognize the new view. Brotherhoood, won't you look at me and you.  It's a brand new hall way (halls of consciousness, the race of men).  All is shiny and great, but it's an illusion, where fire, will be the open gate.  Can you believe, how great inside of thee. Walk into the fire's light and purify all your fright. Bless the blue of me and you, bringing the royal true, relatives, who need me and you!

It's the local weather. I know, I'm going sailing.  Gift a heart that needs a part of me and you (the embrace, the blue road).  Fill your orchards better (grow more food for the people to share).  Give of course, the letter (the law of love, the red road). Know it's what we do to find the soul in you. We sing for you. Sunny skies, Windy nights.  See the stars, fill me up at night.  Days so bright, rainbow delights, and it's fire and water, that makes majestic you.  Come let's go together.  Meet each other with fair weather, bless and pray and know the sacred dance today.  Be a living fire now (did my fire blessings), I am a Sun Dance (my inner light does shine) in a mire now (the sins of our times).  And I will purify, all that is relative to me.  I will walk, with a heart, that is pure from the start. I will know, magic is in the air, this very day.  I will feel you and me. I will gather, and I will please. I belong to you.  I know the perfect view.  I am perfect you see.  I am great, in me.  I am a child of God.  I am magic that fills the air.  I am always true, to my heart. I always find, to do my part. I am perfect you see, because God believes in me. Let me walk to you.   Let me talk to you.  Let me go beyond the stars. Let me sail the seas.  Give me all you do each day.  Fill a heart, that longs to pray. Sing a song that's magic in you, I am perfect
♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥
ly blue, a relative that speaks, walks the creeks blue!


Cry me a river.  Cry me a river.  How is the weather.  My child, I believe in you.  Cry me a  river.  Fill boats and let's go together, down a rocky shore, but if we learn to adore? We will find the perfect you.  I am greatness (wakan tankan - holy spirit - walking talking).  I am the sounds of God (g_ah_d: utterance of heavenly transmission, the story).  I am the heart that needs you.  I feel all the sacred parts.  Now if I only could understsand this river, all the weather it would be blue (relatives to you, loyal and true).  And my heart that suffers for you, I am proud to serve the blue.  Thank you for all the leaders, those who followed the people's heart.  Gift, you are our shelter, when you don't seem to walk far from our hearts.  Know magic fills the air.  It's a tear drop, that longs to prepare.  Sacred destruction (fire blessings), purifing all the winds.  

Don't know, how I'll do it.  Don't know, which way to go.  But if I listen to my heart. I will pray and find a start.  I bless the nine sacred directions. I bless the relative in you.  I bless the souls down under.  I bless the skies who are true.  I bless the wheel of fortune, abundance to everyone.  And soon, we shall achieve, true love you and me. Let's find a way to pray and walk on home, the spirit of this lake, the earth and all her stakes.  WE call her our Blue, the heart of me and you.  WE walk towards the true, that rings within.  We are going to finish our love, the story, that is filled with heartache, but it's a place, we did display, all the feelings of that day.  The journey and wonder, we did hide, how could we not realize. WE are greatness you see.  It's a world, filled up with love for you and me, because I did forgive you.  How else, could I have this new view?  

I tell you, it's really true, the love I have for you.  My heart is blue, true to God.  My heart rings eternal clouds. I ride the sky with delight, knowing we are going home to a new world tonight. Heaven come on home now. Heaven come on home now.  I look for descent weather (evolution), dark, gray, white, it doesn't matter, as long it's you and me.  I will know, it's family.  The royal clan, the magic of man, the race of divine space, the spiraling we dance, the magic of her hand (embrace from the heart).  It's Mother (Great Spirit Mother), Father (Great Spirit Father) too (parents and elders), they need you!

Sung By White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum By Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand. For the Heart of the Sacred Weather of the Hoops and Grandmother's of the Green Grass, who offer the hands, the embrace from the heart.

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



Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 


Rainbow Clan, the place where seeds find their home. Blessings of the Green Grass follows you to the throne (kinsmen)! Brotherhood, comes to run with an iron thumb (shines in the dark), the heart of a warrior, the heart of a man, the heart of a great spirit, that reaches and kicks (stands up for what is right and unites broken hearts). Follow the Great River, the crystalline shore leads, right down towards the heartbeat. Gather together and explore, the heart of all our relatives, we adore!

Photobucket - Video and Image HostingHere I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space). It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us. Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you. Grandmother (guiding us towards our destiny), you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls. And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way). And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d). Your love fills our hearts. Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours and we never part. Let us dream in Grandmother Space and Grandmothers of the Green Grass, we hold your hands, for we are going home to the Rainbow Clan!

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