Blessings to Your Feet and Your Heart!

Elders Migration Voice

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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Saturday, September 25, 2010

I Light This Fire, Share My Pipe and My Blessings Today With Elders Who Pray!

I light this fire, my blessing today, to bring in halls, where we do pray. To share the glory for us to dare.  My pipe my friend (helper) today, I gift my smoke over elders who pray.  As they walk inside our halls (of consciousness) today, thank them for sharing us in the wind.  I bless the sacred nine directions in you, the royal loyal blue. My soul does keep for you.

Understand, the will of man. The soul that brings in time.  And we do dance, a limerick and a rhyme, to share our hearts display.  We are grateful for this world, we do praise, honor thee. We hold our arms, to welcome you home, in a time, collision does harm.

We bless, the many who long to lean towards better days and times, if only we could show them, if only they could chime. And when they learn to ring the sound, of laughter in their hearts, then we would always know which part, we belong to this hood. Gather my souls together, because we are a favored clan. Take your mighty arms and hold up your hands.  Sea the strength mounting.  Look at where the leaves do fall, down upon the mistletoe (leaves are rounded like a journey across the realms, to explore and thorns, to prick the thimble, the soul, needs to reform, lessons do come in the wind, treasures bring us back home again), where we do reign this hall.

My beloved family. I light this fire for thee.  I give my love eternally, if only I could believe.  And when the day comes round for me, to judge me in Kingdom's reign, I will be pure of heart they say, the pearl that allows the way.  Gift your heart to each other. For we are one family.  Let us never know separation, when our souls begin to ring (freedom).

Yet, my beloved tears, do fall. I know it's hard, to let go.  It was glorious, a battle pure of test, to make us shine this far.  Forgive each other every day, because it's the only way.  You are going to evolve this day, it's evolution in your heart. We can never part. We are magic fingers, that reach out in time. 

We are the heart of millions, billions who shine.  And when the number is more mighty, then think the hands of God. You are a star from heaven, just part of this glorious art.  Remember you are perfect, the image of God is sown, in you.  And now it's time for us to bee, a dream that lifts all hearts.
I gift a pipe to remember, but so many don't hear the call (shaky voice and tear, exhalation, sorrow in my heart, inhale, breath child breath and more tears do fall, and now a mighty river, does fall across my heart).  It's time four us to realize, time has chose us to be near. We bless the sail upon the smoke, the winds that billow hear.  Blessings go with you, where ever you may be, for the feet will greet, the heart you meet, bring treasures to this door.  Welcome the hearts of each other (tears do flow from both eyes).  I bring to you a treasure, it's me, don't you realize?

And when we find a stranger, a relative, lost and hungry (mighty river), remember we are related, we are family.  And if we love one over another, how will we find eternity? Keep your love not separate, but bind'd to one hood (sky). You are a clan member, you belong to the blue (relatives true). You are the heart of stranger, look it's inside of you.  If you treat each other unkind, how can you be so blind?  Because inside of you, a stranger, does bloom. Your soul will find a greeting, will your flesh accept this time? 

We bless the sacred nine directions, in order for you to shine!  I billow the sails, to find, that this smoke find your heart today, bless you all the way, gift you the right to pray, to seek the feet, to greet the heart, to know it's a sacred day!

I closed my eyes, because I am tearing. Vision of the red road appeared in the darkness of heaven, oh sublime. It started out, being heaven above and white light below, then there was a red glow, the darkness surrounded the horizon that shown, the red road.  There I stood back looking, appeared a red road, inside the darkness of heaven.
Holiness David:  Do you need a tissue?
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Thank you Holiness.
Holiness David:  You are welcome.

White Buffalo Calf Woman: The door just opened. The wind blew it this way. Welcome home, this very day, just bless yourself, and pray.

Holiness David: I apologize.  I got it locked (the door).
Winter Summer would like to say, "Holiness do you always do this way. Blame self, for perfect days?  Be good to your self, my heart does lean on love and you do love each other this way (they need not apologize for prefect waves).  Remember to love self, true for you are the King, we did pray!"
Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star: I'm aware of that, Thank you!

White Buffalo Calf Woman picks up the stick. Here is the second hit (of the pipe, as Holiness David is going to do his prayer pipe song now, we share, unite).
Holiness David Pipe Prayer Song
My heart blossoms to your song (when others sing around you, you feel the heart so true, sharing abounds), sometimes I get lost going round and round (flying in a circle eight, always caring four us to be great, purifying us, the holy dust, that's holiness who has this view) but I always know love inside of you, my heart feels the blue (I feel the heart of everyone).  Give the soul of everyone a chance, to know it's you (give yourself a break, for heaven's sake, help them receive you).  Give the soul a chance to know, God is part of you (greet each other true, not phony, but true).  Give your self, a chance to know, greatness lives in you.  Give yourself a place to grow, to walk a journey or two (walk the red road).

Give your heart away.  Feel the soles another day (you can walk again tomorrow on your journey, but now, take a load off your feet, rest and sleep, rejuvenate the soul, reflect and know). Take comfort in your pride, when you serve others inside of the hide (clan, a tribe, the rainbow clan, God's beloved lambs). Tell stories that make you feel (express yourself).  Share glory it's really real (believe have faith).  And we can find a destiny, when we hide (rainbow colors, let our light shine, the soul is set free), from sea to sea (shore to shore, realm to realm, heart to heart).  In the darkness of heaven, we are enclosed with love (spiritual embrace is known).  In the darkness of the levin (archaic: lightning, uniting, piercing the heart with the arrow of reflection, the perfect soul, indigo), we are called, to rise again (stand up warrior).  In the darkness of your soul, your heart does grow and blow ( feel pride, speak your voice), till the voice does know, how great you are. Come hold the hands of stars, from heaven [Be part of heaven's clan, the rainbow clan, millions and billions of stars, together, we are part of Heaven's clan, together, we are part. MAN!
Know the blue, red, yellow two/too, not divided (united), a dream come true, born to shine like a star in you.  White road, give me liberty, bring me to heaven, and join with me, rainbow warriors set me free. Shine  in heaven, a star that release (brilliant rays of light).]

Come give your glory today. Offer chances to be free. Knowing we are part of harmony. Give this heart a chance, to bloom, inside a new view.  Look inside of you.  I love you true.  I know I do.  I feel the heart, that's sacred and true. Give all a chance, to ring and shine, because we are here to blind (a light from within).  Shine our lights, let us shine, rainbow colors all divine.  God is in you, the image of the true.  Feel your heartbeat, let it know it's you. Give your colors, to the soul, that sets you free, the blue, red, yellow, that's inside of you!
White Buffalo Calf Woman: Wow, that's all I can say, That was great Holiness today.
Holiness David:  Okay.
White Buffalo Calf Woman:  How about thank you!
Holiness David:  Thank you.

Henry (High Priest) and I have been nodding to each other in greeting today.  All feels well this way.  I seek the heart of the blessed true. And I am going to bless this view.  Those, who are not blessed, with fire, it's time to leave, or just expire (the impure). 
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings!
I call upon the fire, to roar across these halls, fill the light brighter, bringing us pure joy.  And a yes, a few did enter, but left purified, burned, in the cosmic dust, returning to the earth.  I know it's time for ever, to lean on read and blue.  And in the fire of heaven, embraced by the blue.  I feel the road of justice, while green rivers flow.  I see the orange glimmer, to all thats a shore.  Arrive waves galore.  Towards me, they do flow, my heart does receive.  The orange and the green. Bring the fire's light, brighter, to the ceiling of this room. Bring the halls of center to doom.  Because all that's left, will be purified dust . Choking are a few of them, not understanding why, they must run out, before they are completely purified.  And it's time for us to realize, the fire's light does grow some more (lowest note sharp). 

And we are going to be blue, where heaven's heart we adore.  Now the yellow reaches the river, above the sacred floor, the ceiling that covers, us, has melted, like before. And I am aware of journeys, that need be left alone, but we are moving mountains, and storms are passing home.  It's time for melting rivers, to bring in new fresh blood, salvation comes in rivers, because it's time to roam. Over the fields forever, together we are red and blue, purify me and you, the fire's light is growing, blowing, across the plains, it's a horizon again.  It's a place, where we have sinned, but now it's a new corner, where all that was broken and shattered, is now purified, with healthy alibis, because it's where new beginning grow, where the red, blows from within, to above, to the below, around, a sacred glow, a hallow, marigold, it's time, for us to bee told, we are sacred true, the blue, the elders who walk true.

I gift the song to you!

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings!
Upper heaven sings today, to bring in the forest of light rays. To share the song divine, to bring in hearts sublime. We welcome heaven home, throughout this sacred storm.
Upper Heaven sings! 
Give in welcome.  Give in to shine. Let our hearts, be lullabies. I know it's a time of love, when we are part of sacred hearts.  If we chose, to believe, then all that we could conceive, could be a heart that's true, because it's real love to you.  We say it's time to roam, a star, without a home.  We give you a place, to lie down, in dreams, without any frowns.  Please wake, to make your sacred sounds.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings!
Lower heaven sings to us, to bring in the sacred dust.  We share our hearts so true. We love all that you do. You dance and sing away, the perfect heart that prays.
Lower Heaven sings!

Womp, tee dee lom.  Womp, tee dee low. Have you a sacred rainbow. I know it's true, the soul in you.  The story of a dance.  A story of a chance. Give all your heart, a peace of a part, to bring in song and dance for you.  Wamp, tee dee dum. I have come this, drum. My heart beats each day, to bring in all we pray. Womp tee dee dom. It's to fill us up.  It's where we live, in song, the fire, around we prance. Stories kindle our sharing souls.  Bringing glory in all that's told.  and we hope to realize, how we are sacred and the true.  The only soldier I need now, is you how looks for loot, to share with the golden goose.

Earth Sings! We just merged together in song, as I am from heaven, like you, living this sacred view!
Earth Comes together, to shine and share a heart.  Will we be together, to bring in souls, who are apart (separated). but we are looking forwards, to heaven's domain again. It's a shoulder to cry on. It's a place, to play. Welcome hearts home now, welcome paradise, it's here to stay.  Let us clean each other, by blessings always.  It's a view, we need to treasure. It's a heart, that leans on love. I'ts a way of living better, when you do know the sacred days. come together, and bloom.come togehter, and be one soon. Come together, know it's god, inside of you.
Heaven already united sings!
Thank you for sharing your hearts today. Thank you for glaring, you bright lights away. Thank you for sharing, all your dreams float to me. Thank you for sharing, all that is in bloom. Thank you forever, it's a day to believe, heaven is coming home, it's time to relieve.  We are going to be there, to rule a better day, when our hearts, will know better, to bring paradise home to play!

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Elders gift the heart of love, they bring us closer to those of doves (peace, and walking on water is of faith), the flight of heaven sent from inside, the darkness of the numinous glow. Here we long to know our peace, the grace of gifting, the embrace of geese, and we flow together right in a row, because the formation is the Sacred Rainbow (Star of David's perfection, the lambs of God). Can we really know your sun (the golden light, when we know the soul and flesh unites, when we say what we do), well God is coming and we are planning the run (over rolling hills, we journey), the race of men, the lights of the buffalo bloom (four sacred directions within you), here we come, to know your zoom (flight of the soul). I hope to sea you on the other side, where we are to be like hides (skin of the soul, the lights, our flesh, the red road, where law of love presides), the story written on our cells, that love, carried us through!

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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Holy Golden Fire

Holy is the sounding board, the place I come to show you more.  And what they do, is find relief it's true, the heart of the embrace for me and you. We are elders (those who do what they say and say what they do), who come to be true. To find a heart that longs to be you. Come closer to me, where all is just leaves (relatives), my soul lingers in the fall leaves. I start a new year, to relieve. My soul jumps up, to catch the mouse, to find the wind, is social again, we are one, mouse and me (buffalo home). We are part of the same golden fleece. Eternal river shines in you. Eternal golden, is the sacred view.  Fly in the world, where all is true.  We are golden, with a new view.

Come break shadows, in the air. Tell them greatly, you have no fear. Welcome them home, into your heart. Bring in a storm, do your part. Where is the madness, we do go.  Where is the sadness, we do show.  And all we need, is gladness, because we are strong, the heart of madness, that gets us along. Come breath my shadows, I bless you true.  Come breath my heartache, I love you too.  Come breath my soul, that weeps with sin. Come breath my heartbeat, let me swim (in the ocean blue, the heart of me and you). 

I will fly to the eternal courts, where I master all kinds and sorts, but I will be true, to one that is blue, the heart of beginning (that's in you). The heart that sings free. The heart of the soul, in the breeze. Come and watch you grow. Know the heart and flow.  Meet the soul inside, where all does know.  Heaven comes towards you to seek a brand new view.  It's a heart with delight, when we shout and break our lives.  No more heartache, won't survive (so much pain)!  But it's lessons, that bring the knife (sharing), it's where we learn to feel all things, in a world full of sin (purify it again).

I bless you, I do, I have to go, it's true, my heart does glisten to all of your weeps. I feel your heart ache. I feel your pain. My beloved, I bless you to gain. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman (cw) Sings and Holiness David Drums for Elders Agenda today September 15, 2010.

cw (white buffalo calf woman):  I look over the elder's view. I see, the whole of the earth, heaven too.  And where I begin, to start and sing again. I look  to sea, who hasn't yet bloomed. 

My upper heaven, will you sing to us. Tell us, all the gifts you thrust. I know you do see, but you happen to believe, that God is here, without us, but real soon, you must come down and assist us in the bloom.

Upper heaven sings:
We are mighty God's reckoning. We are finally going to come down the sun. We are bringing law of love to every one. We are going to have some fun.  We are heaven sent, to hold the lent (prayer, penitence, almsgiving). We are here to know and grow to fold, to be one heart.  We are throne of God, haven't you heard, it's where you've been. Come into my heart, sit down for awhile and listen to stories galore, we are part of this famous hill (third rolling hill in time).

cw:  Thank you (upper) heaven, for singing to us, bringing perspective to the holy dust. We move on to sea, the heart of the breeze, tell us heaven, how do you roam. Sing to us, the famous heavenly drone. Pulse onward. Feel heaven's foam.  Pulse onward, to the waves of a storm. Find it in your heart, to make it smart (sting) and bring us all back home. Lead us onwards, heaven's home.

Heaven sings:
One little, two little, three little girls. Waiting and wondering, how to full fill.  One little, two little, three little girls, singing from heaven, the sounds that fulfill. One heart is flowing. Two hearts they do greet. Three hearts a dream is born, out to bring relief. Little girls know how to bring, the heart inside the pure, by looking and listening, to all of your fears.  Little girls, the pure of heaven, come down, to show you how, to bring a soul, that's true and bold, to hold your hand and say. I know, you just need to pray today. 

One little, two little, three little girls, they will show you how to have frills. Giving light to you, sharing light through you. And receiving light for  you, the heart that stands still. And inside fulfilling, the heart of a nilling (not to wish pain upon you), to bring in comfort. To bringing pure of heart, to bring in spirit, to show us we are all one part, of many who claim, to be the heart with the same. We bless you through and through.

cw:  Thank you heaven for singing to us, bringing in song, to show us the thrust. I look towards the heart of the humble and pure, to bring in souls that need to be fulfilled.

Earth, will you show us your bounty.  Will you sing your heart to us this day. I bless you in my heart, to bring in the stout, the bull that lingers in the wind (holy breath).

Earth sings:
Come and catch me if you can. Come and hold and fly upon this land. Come and taste the wine of divinity. the place we mark the halls that set us free. Come and be one family upon this world. come and taste the golden and the firm. We are creating new life, because the old, did us fine, and now it's time, to create some changes. Now it's time,for us to seek new villages. Now it's time, for us to seek, the heart of all that mischievous, we need the heart of the new (Sioux), the bringing of the spiritual view. And listen to me, the heart that longs to be set free. Come catch me if you can. Come hold my hand.I fly in the breeze today, to find my way.  Dreaming and steaming.Bringing in love.What can I do,but realize, I'm a stump. But in this old growth, a tree never dies, because my heart realizes, that their is afterlife. Come and catch me if you can.  Show me that you understand.

cw sings: Little world, thank you for your love, help me to hold your hand and to understand. I seek to know the guidance of what you mean to me. I hold the heart that lingers in the breeze.

Lower heaven, come and sing for me. Share the heart of the world, who needs to understand their knees. Help them to react golden, when all seems frozen, to warm the world with love, means that they must express.  My lower kingdom, my soul rests on you. My lower kingdom, where the red road blooms. Let it be known, how grand you do sew. My heart is the magical, because of your love.

Lower heaven sings:
(cough and mutter) Looking in the breeze today.  Finding magic is flown away. All they do, is harm the view, with all that they do in the breeze. Why can't they just bless and make it sweet? Why can't they forgive? Why can't they act like a sieve? Then all will be right, on the path, the soul that longs to linger and last.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to the four realms, elders who descend. Thank you for letting us in!

I light the fire golden, it rises to the top, where all the smoke is beholden to reach the soul that lasts. All down in the elders agenda, bring in a heart of gold, because those, who are not golden, will not make it through this storm.

I purify this room, with the letters, of you and me, that's the blue seas. I purify this world, with the father, the mother, the child that believes. I bless you through the heart that needs, a soul that finds relief. Come closer child, believe in wild, where you go, to be safe, in majesty.  Put yourself in a golden fleece
* (lambs protected by God).

I can see the fire getting brighter. All is chained, have no place here.  Let those escape, who can't handle the rape, of devastation, destruction laden, the purified sacred trace.  We scourge all with fire, purifying, the mire, bringing new life, the seed that is born.  And as the fire is heavy, the blue, begins to make money (transactions, stories to descend), the golden coins (interactions, heart laden to ascend), that pull us through, the souls that's me and you.  I give my heart to the blue, the soul, that lingers to, the place in my heart, where you begin and start. I purify, you, I bless the nine sacred views. I bless the feet, the wings, the true, the heart the blue, the green of you.  I bless the dreams, that flow out of you, the river of gold. I bless this for you. 

I see the fire is raging forth. I cleanse this room, this whole entire girth. I feel the light, comes from the inside out, cleansing the flowing storm's glow. We are the heart of you and me, the soul that longs to set us free. Come and listen to the heart with a view, the soul that's inside of you. 

I sea the spirit flowing from you, the darkness of clouds, ghosts with a view, and slumber do you feel.  And watch it's all very real.  You are my blessings, without disease. Come closer, I bless the fire in thee.  And when you were lost and finally found, the blessings, made you sound. Come and fly with me now.  I can see you expound, bringing blessing to me, bringing hearts with a string.  I bless the nine directions in you.  I bless the nine directions in me. I bring the fire's light with a view. I bring the heart that acts like a muse.

I feel the souls dark and blue, come inside my eyes, to find me too.  I know, I bless them true, to hold the heart of you. To bring in happiness too, for all of you.  Tears do cry for all your pain, to escape and have no blame. It's a place, where we can find a way to alleviate, with blessings, that find our heart's way.

I sense one dark soul did leave me, but still there is another breeze. They come to find me, inside a torrential breeze, the storm of eternity, that's in me.  I bless the soul, that refuses to go.  Thinking that I need them, more than the snow. Grateful is he, who comes and brings relief, to shadow, embrace with true love.  That's what we do in heaven, we fit like a glove, the shadow of forever, tells me you do care.  And love is a miraculous thing, it's where our hearts are filled with strings.

*The Golden Fleece comes from the Winged Ram (Chrysomallos - Χρυσόμαλλος). The Golden Fleece represents the ideas of kingship and legitimacy, and how leading a journey to find order, restores legitimate rule, and was the Imperial Dream. This royal power offered the immortal coverlet, where the Sun shown brightly, over waves of Golden Grain Fields. "Let the King do this, the captain of the ship!" This Fleece is the prize of yoking fire-breathing bulls. Let great antiquity of the Golden Fleece glow with matted skeins of gold, for the spirit appears, the winged ram whose fleece was white as gold (shining brightly, reflecting all light).

The Golden Ram was the offspring of the Sea God (blue road, heavenly) and Cloud Goddess (red road, earthly), the child to the nymph (beautiful woman, heavenly) and the sun (radiance of soft curls, earthly).  It is said, that children receive safe harbor (passageway) and escaped over the sea, riding the Golden Fleece to safety. It is also said, that the ewe enjoyed the ram of the flocks. But when one falls off to his death, the ewe giving him a heart (spiritual embrace), brings the the ram's fleece (rainbow colors, the vehicle of the breath, the pathways we journey over, our rolling hills), to ensure safe passageway to the eastern shore of the Black Sea (the heavenly realms).  The Golden curls (waves of light) were sacrificed (our hearts endured), to rise in the House of the Sun (I am a Sun Dance), the ripe age of eternal.  There hangs the Golden Fleece (waves of rainbow colors, we are offered passageway over to new realms), reserved from the sacrifice (heart's love) on the great oak in a grove (tree of life, among a forest), always sacred to Ares, the beginning of ages, and our springtime, the rebirth physically and rebirth in the fall spiritually.  Here it is guarded by a dragon, the creature of heaven and earth, the snake descends, the bird rises from the ashes, twain do meet, the dragon is born. The Ram and it's Golden Fleece are represented in the constellation Aries as the alpha and omega, where the circle of life is the eternal dance. The fall and descend, the rise and the ascend, all bring us together once again, the waves of eternal shores do flow. The Golden Fleece protects us on all shores (for freedom is known, the spirit has spun, the web of eternal destiny)!

Mitchelstown Caves are located in county Tipperary 12 kilometres east of Mitchelstown. The Caves are open year-round for guided tours. The tours are approximately 3 kilometres in length going through several caverns with examples of different types of formations many of which are given colourful names. This image is called the Golden Fleece.

The caves were discovered in 1833 when a farm labourer dropped his crowbar into a crevasse while quarrying limestone. What was discovered is a prehistoric cave of great beauty and scientific interest.

The limestone being dissolved by rainwater percolating through the soil and stone is redeposited in the cave as the drops of water evaporate in the air forming stalactites, stalagmites, calcite columns, and flow stones among other examples of formations which are to be seen in the caves. Considering that it takes over a thousand years for a stalagmite or stalactite to grow a few centimetres the formations found in Mitchelstown Caves are highly impressive. Examples of 350 million year old fossils are to be seen as well as some cave fauna. thank you

The Ram of the Golden Fleece is not considered a constellation of springtime, for the main stars of Aries cross the meridian at 11 p.m. in early November, and 7 p.m. in early January. The most convenient time for observation is in the fall; and in May this constellation is one of pre-dawn hours. Nevertheless, Aries is associated with the beginning of spring since in the ancient world the Sun entered the constellation at the time of the spring equinox. Thus Aries is the first of the Zodiac star groups—the Prince of all the signs.

The Greeks associated the constellation with the story of the Argonauts and the Golden Fleece. The early Chinese called it the Dog; later they knew it as the White Sheep; and with the stars of Taurus and Gemini, these stars were the White Tiger, the western one of the four great zodiac groups of China.

These four quarters of the ancient Chinese sky were occupied by four great celestial beasts, and they were also symbols for east, south, west and north. The four animals were the White Tiger, signifying autumn, the Black Tortoise of winter, the Dragon of spring and the Red Bird of summer. Each in turn through the year directed the universe, and it was not so much that these stars distinguished the seasons as that these creatures caused them. Thus the Dragon fought and conquered the Tortoise; and when the White Tiger doomed the Red Bird, it symbolized the death of nature, the falling of leaves, and the first sadness of frost. Here, then, is the explanation of why in China the color of mourning is not black, but the white of the sad, autumnal White Tiger.

There are only nine naked eye-stars in Aries of magnitude 5 or brighter. The constellation is readily found by looking west from the Pleiades. The lucida—the brightest star in a constellation—is magnitude 2.2 Hamal. This star, Alpha Arietis, together with Beta and Gamma, identifies the triangular head of the proverbial ram. Another triangle of stars, comprised of 35, 39 and 41 Arietis, was once known as the asterism Musca Borealis, the Northern Fly, which hovered over the ram's rump. However, this fly was swatted in the 1800s, and the one celestial fly remaining is the constellation Musca in the Southern Hemisphere.

In the 1980s, Aries was in the news as the location of the “Aries Flasher,” an ephemeral and peculiar object observed by several amateur astronomers, appearing as a bright flash lasting from one to three seconds in duration. It could not be identified as an astronomical object, because nothing known had a similar brightness or period. The object was finally determined to be a reflection off an artificial satellite. Some satellites with apogees on the order of 700 miles altitude move so slowly that they appear almost motionless for a few minutes.

Of several deep-sky objects located in Aries, NGC 772 is the best for smaller telescopes. It is a spiral galaxy seen in about three-quarters view. It measures about 5 by 7 arcminutes and is about magnitude eleven.

Many beautiful double stars are found in Aries. Mesarthim, Gamma Arietis, is a pair of blue-white stars of equal 4.8 magnitude, separated by 8 arc seconds. This was the first double star to be so identified. The keen and versatile, yet controversial, scientist and astronomer Robert Hooke was following a comet in 1664 when he noticed this fine double star in his telescope's field of view. The two stars are aligned exactly north-south in the sky.  Return to Constellation Chronicles index

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Elders gift the heart of love, they bring us closer to those of doves (peace, and walking on water is of faith), the flight of heaven sent from inside, the darkness of the numinous glow. Here we long to know our peace, the grace of gifting, the embrace of geese, and we flow together right in a row, because the formation is the Sacred Rainbow (Star of David's perfection, the lambs of God). Can we really know your sun (the golden light, when we know the soul and flesh unites, when we say what we do), well God is coming and we are planning the run (over rolling hills, we journey), the race of men, the lights of the buffalo bloom (four sacred directions within you), here we come, to know your zoom (flight of the soul). I hope to sea you on the other side, where we are to be like hides (skin of the soul, the lights, our flesh, the red road, where law of love presides), the story written on our cells, that love, carried us through!