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Blessings and Love and Aho to all my family, the relatives of the ancient and holy tree,

All my love comes to you (the children) in the wind, finding it's way past all of the sin. I do not care if you hated yesterday, it is only in the NOW that we can find our perfect waves. Round and round and round we twirl, you do a dip and I do a whirl. The merry-go-round is happy and gay, and we will find family through-out all the daze. Remember that your Great Spirit Mother and Great Spirit Father are watching you ride, they are waving at you as you pass them on by. Did you climb on a monkey for the circle to be, or did you sit upon the donkey for all he can see? Did you pass by the lion for a ride upon the moon, or did you find your little soul just wanted to sit and spoon? It is all alright if that is your choice, your book of life holds all your sacred voice. Just remember to grab for the rings, and when it is time, climb down into mother's arms to dream.

Aho my little children and grandchildren... fly high and fly free, it is glory you are seeking to bee.

Love Grandmother Comfort in the Wind your Sunshine Glory Shines, elder gray child,, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Walk In Joy!

This is my honor , my capture of love, I say, you are the blessed, the pure lighted dove and you are not separate from me in any way, you think you are not part of me, but I say, we are family.

Come dance and sing a song with me, even if your heart seems to set us free, and why doesn't the magic have to come to me, if I could be the magic that sets them free? 

We are the sailing ships, where muskets run free, the blasts of our horns say, let us speak so much this day.  Let our hearts do some dancing and our souls find a way.  And when the days are dawning, I say, lets go this way.  Now if we are giving, the lands of yesterday, a place to wander, a place to hold our hands, and in the wind torn desert, the oasis fills our hearts, where tents of love have open doors, where other fall in love. 

And we are happy to gather, we are happy to be, the heart of all our brothers, the hearts of sea to see.  And when my sister noticed, to show the world of love.  I say, come take my hand now, and guide me to the doves.  The white ones not the orchids, for we are going home.  The rainbows, they need more that beauty skin above, we need roots that grow and take, like trees that reach for God.  And there we are the happiness, that roots us from above.

Family is important, truly you know this, but how do we decide who our brother are, how do we decide what is law.  And when the world is topsy, turvy, and all is going down the hills, we say, let us slide down the hay ride and show them how to fill.  Fill our hearts with love now.  fill our days with god.  show that sacred is upon us, in all we do and fill.  Give what others take from me and show them what you need to be, the heart of all the miracles, that god blessed thee.

And brotherhood is my neighbor, the homeless on the streets, and the warrior who is down now, because he has nothing to eat.  And my children in this country are turned into the streets, I say, what do we want now if only we can eat and sleep.  And since there is no place left to squander what we bring, I say lets have a party and treat the world a breeze.  Know it's part of what we do, to bring us together then.  Tell the world we are the breeze to fill the void and hurt.  And when we have a party, to sing and song all day, we are going home to actions, that heal my heart and head.

Sister, when are you ruling the house of God left to you?  I say, you are the brethren, who shall keep what is neat.  You shall tell them honor is to stand for what is right.  And you can offer springtime, to all you say and do.   Seeds they grow to children, and they need you so much.  But if you walk away now, because love did not rule this nest.  I say, Gods house is not happy, instead, let us play a game, tell the little children, that man will learn in pain.  But stand in the bloodshed, and say, let us have a song.  Let us know the glory, to God who does so wrong, Let us say how are you, where you are sinning this day.  We say we really love you, when are you coming this way? 

God is here and sun is shining god is here and moon is calling and dancing in spring when all is sung in mean,  the rolling hills in time, the places I have my mind and say to you, come home to often, I say come home with all the clues, and I say god is here  to come to love you, to know you can know happiness too.

Let us find a way now, to be the will of God. Let us dance and skip all day, let us fill our ways.  Let us love each other in all we do and say.  And when we walk together, we come home to fill our days.  Sing and dance, fill your heart, find a way to say.  I love you my brother my sister too and my heart is yours today.  And we are going home now.  And we are going to pray, that brotherhood and sisterhood, will bow down each way, the four sacred directions, that keep up going strong, the wind that prevails and sails away, to come home on another shore.  Sing and dance all day.  Sing and dance all night.  Sleep and eat and don't think twice, when all is happiness, walk in joy all times.

Sung by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother
Drum by holiness david running eagle shooting star
Elders of Heaven, Heaven, Heaven and Earth

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Saturday, November 7, 2009

White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David Sings to the World November 2009!

White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother Sings to you!

God is always coming to the air, we the breath in the life of trees.  Now the fall is happening and the leaves come tumbling down, all to find treasures buried in the snow.  Can we exist without a heart of gold?  I don't want to, even if we could.  I wonder what could take all this town, to the high waters, that seem all around.  Abounding for you, come and bring us abounding to you.  Come and hold us, abounding to you!  There is the heartbeat of saints in the air, but we need to fit inside like a glove.  And do we fight for freedom from suffering every day?  I say my goodness is taking care of what I really need to say, and beyond the tomorrow will show the world about, the many sailing vessels that carry treasures of Gold.

It's been a troubled tatters (life), that come to sail in the winds. But sails are to be mended, to revive into most anything.  We are the teachers of what is to come next in the world.  Can we walk together, and hold up the world?  There the sound of Angels turn, round and round we go in turn, the place we hold together, the place we call our home.  The place of magic enters, when we dream of what's next to glow.

Take hold of your sails and billow winds of pure love, to those who are tattered and maimed, show them what to do next, to bless and be blessed, to find the water in the rainbow once again. We have much to learn of love, how to manage sacred space, and to bring our Brothers home to our Hearts.  Show the Sisters you do care, and open up to all the sails, those who have tears, and have pain, that need a hug, that need a hug.  Say, lets dance and sing again, to bring our family home again.  There we will find, the bosom of rolling hills. There lies deep within, the heart that never forgets, that our souls, need dreams to fill the sails.

Dream of better days.  Dream of better ways.  Dream that the love of all the world, will return.  Dream that love will take a stand.  And we fight for the LAW of LOVE, meaning, we unite two broken hearts, then we resolve.  But until we get that hug, or love that spills from blood, then we shall always seek the best of everyone.  And we won't loose our sight, instead grow vision from the heart, and see with the third eye, into the dark.  Into the dark...

There we go, round and round, where Shepard's do not bound, and we are here as Prophecy foretells a line.  We go home fighting for love.  We bring Heaven and Earth back again!  And we need to know the skills of making it right.  To bless our sacred space.  To bring a heart to all those who part, the wisdom of receiving the hand of God inside their homes. To bring those who need us, into the house of One hand.  The silence of knowing, which way to go, from heart to heart, and to and fro, to understand, that all we need is love to grow, love to grow.  I say, don't worry about the days, instead learn how to fight a better way, to seek the vision, the heart and soul already survives.  Just open up all your gifts.  Let the joy in all your skip, find a smile to another face, from day to day!

And when all is broken down, the heart need not begrudge and frown, but say, I will seek a better way, when sharing my stories this day.  When we share we know what's right.  When we speak our devoted hearts, then we know that time is traveling over rolling hills, where green grass grow....

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Sings to You!

Testing, Mending, the broken hearted frown.  Where do we go when all is round and round.  Can we offer, Love where there is pain?  Can I suffer for all you do out there?  Do you have too, always seek despair?  I really wonder, do you want love in your life?  I really wonder who doesn't offer life?  Where are the rainbows, the sun that shines at night.  Where are my stars of light, going in all this plight?  I know it's real hard, you tell me everyday (crying).  I know it's real hard, to forgive in all you pray!  But what river do you flow (tears), what river do you know?  Is love carrying you through, or do you have to abuse?  There is only one person, out there, it's relative in despair (tears and more tears). 

We are coming home now, to where the buffalo roam, and in those green pastures, is where the eagle roams.  I say, don't you want rolling hills (tears).  Don't you want to feel the smells?  Don't you want to be a blossom true?  Don't you want love in you? (more tears and more tears).  We need a heart to spill at last.  We need to share the stories that blast.  And when our hearts are true again, then we will long for the river's end.  We spill in mighty oceans, that flow from me to you.  And I say, my heart always loves you, just feel my heart that is true.  But then you come and display your heart, then hate and rage over come me.  And I wonder, is this what you really are, the one who needs this hate inside.  The one who needs more pain inside?  (tears and more tears)  And I tell you truly, there is a better way.  I say there is only LOVE that fills this day!  And no matter what they do to you.  No matter what they feel towards you.  No matter how long they ache for you.  Remember that love fills the air for you.  For my love will reach you.  And my love will flow to you (tears and flowing river of tears of love and pain), and my love will find your heart, forever and a day.  Remember that we are relatives.  Remember we live inside of sin.  and now is the time to make it reach for a star.  To remember that love will hold us this far.  Because LOVE is your weapon, Love is your shield.  Love is your Amsterdam (the calling of angels, over the bridge, rainbow
. The Yiddish word for the Hebrew makom means "town", to be together like a rainbow colors, a golden era of travelers with waterways and pipe smokers as a representation of sacredness is held in the pipe uniting heaven and earth, the crystalline stone river of diamonds), the place we are filled.  Come and bow to the rainbow.  Come and seek your brother love.  Come and serve your sister and tell all those from above.  That now is the time, my love will make a stand. To reach out and speak out and tell the world we're here. (Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy)

The rainbow will shine.  The time will be our guide.  And love will be the river, that flows and flows.  The animals will have a home and brothers will shine alone, but sisters will hold our hearts and guide us home.  There is a place to whisper, there is a place to know.  And I have much excitement.  And I have much to hold.  I have much to bear all, the state of being cold.  But I still love you, even in all your pain, and now matter where you are.  No matter how big or small.  My heart is with you today.  My heart is loving you all the way.  And we are going to the rainbow's call.  We are going to big and small.  We are going where Relatives roam.  The place my family plants and grows!

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