Jim Rushing River Sacred Rainbow, your Steering Clown Shining Bull's Four Directions Colors

Jim Our Rushing River Sacred Rainbow, your Steering Clown Shining Bull
The rushing river who grows! (in wisdom, who takes roots and knows, the well of love that grows towards the bending rainbow's bloom)

Jim (the heel that springs you forward on the walk of life). Rushing (the rage of the importance of the soldier, the kingsmen, kinsmen, the blue blood of the soul, that is true to the well of God, blessedness and righteousness) River (the eternal soul that tears and grows) Sacred (directions in the house of God, true to your soul, when walking in the rainbow flesh of loving embrace) Rainbow (the light that springs forth to radiate and shine), the Steering Clown, the Bull That shines, with Cock who Crows the sacred time!  The bull always carries a bird, in this case the cock, who crows at the dawning of the early morn, to tell the sacred rainbow, the morning star does shine, the perfect song, which chimes so strong, that allows us to grow and shine!

Cock who Crows the Sacred Rainbow
The Cock (four sacred directions where the wind blows) who crows (in Grandmother space) and brings us home to be the heart of the sacred rainbow (shining colors of light's journey).  the learned of the sacred few, who seeks forgiveness in all you do, but if you don't look out the right window, he will steer you into the heart of know, because it's his will that guides the way, to the eternal God, within us grows. We call him, the Sacred Rainbow, who cooks the lessons for all to know, the brewing and stirring for all to sea (the heart of you and me, with vision of the heart), so we can come home to roost in thee! (four sacred directions of the perfection in all the brothers and sisters)  Don't forget his heart that yearns is the lesson of over turn, you can bet he will gift you the throngs of no, because you think you have it all and go, well he will show you what to do, when we long to be the perfect view.  Go against God and he will divide you into shreds, that need to grow.  Sow I guess you will have to be good children, because if you don't, he will show you what to do.  Guiding and steering you into the right ways, the sacred deliverance of the beloved days.  His actions is the Steering Clown, the beloved bull who shines! To hear his heart song, visit

http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2009/10/jim-rushing-river-sings-for-you-heart.html

Four sacred directions, for Rushing River Sacred Rainbow, your Steering Clown Shining Bull is Golden, Green, Rainbow, Gray.

Welcome hearts, who bring us home, the Golden Song of everyone, he who calls us home this time is the call of brotherhood every time.  Jim our beloved brother does bring the Cosmic Father who does bridge, the wells of forever in the place of time, he who cooks us up to shine.  We can be well fed, when he is around, because his heart longs for better days.  The calling of rainbow clan does he, to bring us home to the land of divinity.

The Golden he does shine, like a rainbow, that lands to hide, but if we look inside the hearth, you will find the goodness cart.  There he brings the yellow shine, the golden wisdom of all time.  And when the sails finds a home to gift, the love of kindness is his gift.  Don't be fooled of what's in store, the Golden is fearless, with his score.  And if you stand in his way, be sure that love lives in your hay, the seed of goodness, can be rare, but if you bring the love to share, the Cosmic Father, will lift you us, to play the song of "Come home Sun" (the child son, lifted up on the fathers shoulders).  We the world, needs much to shine, when the sun rises every time.  Can we follow the will of God, if only we could shine like we should.  Follow the calling that he does make, the sound of the heart, that fearlessly takes, across the oceans and throughout the time, within the rainbow that does shine.

Welcome the river, that does bring the Green grass of homeland, the place we drift.  Come and greet the rising sun, the place we long, when we are shown.  Can the spirit long to run, like a river, that curves around the grown.  We the helpers, that find a way, lift the spirits home to say, "Come to sea the ways of the line, the rushing river, that can be so blind", but if we go there, we can see, the darkness comes to greet the leaves (relatives).  I will hold you inside my arms, the embrace of loving that can be so profound.  But if you don't like what I say, then you will have to certainly obey, the will of God is single file, the willing of a heart, that is stuck in mire.  There is one flowing river this day, the sacred directions, come home to play.  Inside the house of God, we are earthbound, but if we look out into the sun, we can reach into heaven's sent, but not until we know the Great (Spirit).  Here inside, the embrace of One, the spirit runs free, to know the breeze, the winds of time, that always feels, the embrace of love, that I unwield (hard to manage).

Now I say, do you know life?  The place we play inside this strife, and we are going to go out to play and learn of Rainbow's that display.  Don't like what you feel today, then I say open your eyes and say, "I am the greatest that ever lived, because God made me the image of could!" And we are the place, where Rainbows unfold, the sacred directions of the living sun.  Where can light go, but every which way, the place beholden, to the place we raise, the children, the colors of majesty, the many who think they know the breeze.  But I know it's the good ones, who say, "I know little this very day" and often they are always seeking more, to understand the entire show.  Those are the children, who understand, that we belong to more than man.  We belong to the heart and soul, that dances eternal to know of Gold.  Bring the brotherhood to the man, where the Soul can linger and play a song.  Together, the united come to dance, to be the sacred beat of man, where colors can be the majestic turn, of rolling hills, that seem unheard.  But we listen to all the trees, each a great sacred running free, and our hearts linger to wanting more, the experience of love, that is shared, with the world.

Let us knot forget (that binds) our space, the mother, who is grand of her display.  She enters us, every single way, to offer us a slice of stories, that know the way. She our Grandmother of empty space, the Grayness of where dreams unfold and show the way.  There we can imagine through any door, if only we could look and offer more.  We could find a magical ride, that slides us into an apple pie, where sweetness is glowing of aspirations azure, the place where butterflies grow inside the clouds.  I know you are wondering how I got here, well spin the wheel of fortune to who knows where, for Grandmother will spice up our lives, if only we sit and listen for awhile. Not black or white, but inbetween, where the twix remains to be born and believe. Our hearts glisten to all that smiles, to seek a heart, that is not in a mire (admire instead), but instead where Rainbows do shine, for she is the wonder of the place we sea.  She is the Grandmother, we all adore, the morning glory of her western shore.  Here are where children of the flesh are born, the light of the rainbow colors, is her magic show. Come one come all and join the ride, for it's going to be a magical lullabye.

Now that we understand the fun, let us get down to some serious sons, the place who hold deer (journey of life) is going to be a great magical ride, if only we keep the statues of God inside.  Play sacred and offer others your heart inside, and then give them your hands, to embrace their hides.  Even when they strike you or hit you when you are down, get up and make a stand for what is right.  I know you are important, and you are the great, but only if we play the same beloved way, the law of love that God provides, gives us the tools for all to be good chides.  We need each other if we are going to survive and I say to you, "Get up and join the ride", the greatest adventure, you have ever signed up for, the rhythm of destiny underneath a sun, where waters flow in majestic hills, the end of death, and the beginning of could.  Here we are going to be the misdirected going home, to be where we are free to be, whatever we should, the live rainbows, that show the way, of the eternal dance of destiny. Blessed and sacred is the tools to survive, but you need to be the one, who cuts the pie.  Together, we are whole, but if we don't listen to what we are told, then brotherhood, will not be part of your life, and you will wither into something not nice.  Give your heart to all we do, and bring the eternal knowledge home with you!

Rushing River Sacred Rainbows do Steer you, with a Clown who can fool you, but in the end, the beloved Bull does shine, to show you how to be sublime!  Shine on, shine on, because its the way for us to be alive.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings the Rainbow Colors for Jim, the man who supplants our lives.  He is the heel that springs us forwards towards the rolling hills to embrace and walk our strife.  Be free, when you understand God, for the law of creation, comes when we are sacred and true, to the rules that where left for me and you!  Walkin and talkin, the holiness of our lives (wakan tankan).

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Jim Rushing River Sacred Rainbow Teachings of Grandmother Space, the heaven that embraces our dreams!


The two year old is the soul of Grandmother, who says no, but I say, "Know what?"  Hear and listen to what she says, the knowing of eternal dancing that does glow...for Grandmother binds us with her knots, not the place of no, but why! Let us look at what destiny offers us, the place of many crystalline doors! The stores of treasures, we open up and chide (mild scolding), to be the child, who always knows why! Get them on the right rode (riding the horse, the soul knows eternal knowledge), the way of the eternal circle of life. The soul knows and has wisdom.  It's the flesh that needs a scold to act righteous! Seek the path of united like a sun, the rising warmth of the star that has begun!

Such misunderstandings of heaven sent, the earthbound needs know the place of went.  A place you have already been to, in the circle of life and the seasons of the time, over rolling hills and back again, welcome to the dawning, where heaven (soul, dark) greets earth (flesh, light) and let us unite! Welcome home rainbow clan, the place in time, where we are born again...the third phase of evolution, comes home again! Dawning, are you awake yet!

Barbara's Sacred Four directions Speaks of the Flowing River and Life That is Forever

Barbara's (foreign protector) Rainbow Colors: Golden (brotherhood), green (spirit leader), violet (voice and army of God), gray (Grandmother Space). Barbara's sacred four directions speak of Dreams that Come True, to know it's just you, the survivor of the trials of migration and it's dawning within the few! These are the gifts of loving and forgiving of a Great Warrior, the truth who brings problems to seek solutions for all who knew, that wisdom is the knowing and showing of the warring (fighting for love), to bring us all home to a new view!

It's the dawning of time, when there will be a shine, the child and the dream will come true.  All we need is the spelling (awe stricken charm, the magic power to serve and relieve) of the shelling (removing outer cover to find within the treasure) we canaling (passageway that keep us together or ducts that allow our tears to flow, to travel down a river, to enjoy and never be unhappy while living with God) if we choose only love that is sublime (majestic).

And if all is the hood, the brother's who should, then we will be the magic carpet on a ride.  Let us be the adventurer who takes our heart out (outward), to be the hope of a child.  Then we would be the cover that we need to be stable, the time of loving brotherhood of all days.  Heaven is coming and let Earth hear the ringing of freedom and clouds that are full of rain.  To plant every seed and then in the spring, the flowers will blossom again in our hearts.  Then there is fall that is uncovered, the trees that turn colors, that give us the best show in the world.  And Golden never has a heart to say never, because all is possible with them.  Dreams come alive and we can come out from hiding, to a land that is rich and man can sea (vision of the heart).

It's the Golden who knows that fear never goes to a world of Heaven and Earth.  We need brotherhood this day, to be a land that we can play, the place we all go out to dance and have a good time. What happens when we forgot that Love rules the day and our hearts never give the time of the day?  We need offer a brother, a warm heart who is in trouble and give consolance when there is a need.  I am the Golden Sun, that rises in the afternoons to be rich in sunshine each day.  There is a land where our sisters need refuge to be discovered, the embrace even the sun needs each day.  We can drive the heart homeward when the sun is golden and we are living sacred each day.

Now the Green is the cover of the storm and it's trouble, the unrecognized place where the river of life does flow.  I want my separation to be discovered to bring them together, as one heart, one flowing one time.  And if we recognize the hearts that need loving then, we could be the warriors who long for paradise each and every day. The days of the oven has come to cook (the sacred blessings, purification by fire, like candles and incense or the fire lit sky that is prophesied-meteors) our loving, to be a bright shining light that purifies the ways.  We each need God's willing to be the heart of nilly (not to will, but to be flowing) the place where forgiveness is the past (to put under as forgiveness has already taken place and joy has been discovered).  We each have our part, the sacred start, the golden dawning of time, the open portals where rivers do flow.  And there is one knowing the place where all men flow, the heart and one mind of God.

It's the voice of the Violet, who discovers the baskets (to fill up, like as a fountain receives others to gift it's cleansing, the blades of grass who provide us with God the house, the place we do flow as the river of God), the places we each go into time.  Many don't see how much pressure it needs, to bring us together, as one flowing heart that is sublime.  And we are the hearts knowing to bring us together when we choose the hear all the parts, as one voice.  If we discover the many who uncover, to bring our problems to a sound (song of Angels).  The calling of trouble tells us we need each other to resolve all our differences each day.  And the heart that knows trouble is the one who uncovers the many flowing apart everyday.  It's the voice that echoes, and the heart that is known when we offer each other the way out, from distress and disease when love is used to be part of all life.  It's the strength of the army to be part of the warriors who fight for justice every single time.

It's Grandmother (gray) who shutters and longs to be with each other, when the love of all people come apart.  We need the embrace to fill the heart of grace, to be the willing, the forgotten we disdain.  We have to be the heart of those who need to smart (sting) us, because it's them who have lost their way.  And they need a good story every day, to shed light upon their days.  And gift love to all who show you the heart of always.

We endure because trouble is where those who have never, the true love of those who need help.  In each of us is a heart that speaks to keep us together and only warriors who are true to keep us as part, of the flowing river, the life that is forever, the place we go from we call God (eternal circle of life).  Let us gift loving, let us be forgiving.  Let us be the great warrior true and then we will be open to solve all our problems and seek each others hearts to begin to stay alive!

Blessings Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter, of the four sacred directions of the Rainbow Colors for Barbara, the foreign protector from the other shore, the realm of heaven upon the earth.

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Rose's Rainbow Colors, the Four Directions that Bring Us Together

Rose's (law of love) Rainbow Colors: Green (spirit leader), blue (heart of the world), magenta (great caretaker), gray (Grandmother Space) Rose's sacred four directions speak of Love that is discovered, when we love each other!


 
When I wake up to see the world, so much is in fear.  I want to tell them, they are okay, if they remember to pray.  And the heart of those who leave to go are untold of many ways, that God will hold them inside their hearts, for all the world to say.  "I love you, even though I don't see your face.  I love you more this day, because you are part of God, the heart of those who pray."

It's the green of you, Rose (the blossoming law of love), the blue (the heart of you and me), that makes everything okay.  Because it's the green of everything, that embraces all we do.  It's the tree of life in everything. It's the river banks who hold, the rushing raging river of God, the bold who always say.

Come be with me, the embrace of me, the Green of all the world.  I will give you all you need, even in your tears.  The green does lead the mighty clan, the Rainbow's children this day, and we are here to be with thee, when separation longs to pray.  It's unity the green does bring, even those who's lost their way.  For the embrace of God, says we are One this day, because we are told (God tells us so).

Now the Blue of Rose, the heart untold feels the likeness of you, even when you don't know your way, even when you sin.  I say to you, the heart of blue, come hold my hand today.  The flesh, that gives, the law of love, comes to and for from you.  And when the tides don't go your way, just remember to get down and pray, because real soon, the song will sing and lift you up to the sky and bring, my heart into the wind, for you to hear the blue (song of me and you, the calling of God).  It's the way you need me each and every day, it's the way you have lost your way, and I come by to give of thee, to know the place to play.  I reach out to you, the blue who knew that you needed this day, and I will come and bring you wine (blood of God, the law of love, the hands that embrace) to alleviate the sins of the day.

And I will bring the song of lives inside of all that nay.  For many don't realize what they do, and they don't realize a better way.  It's us who need guide our hearts to the other shore.  Each of us, needs each of you, if only we could receive the blue (relatives, the blue of me and you, the heart we feel that is true), the heart of those who need a smile, the heart that always feels.

Now, the Magenta of God is the center of life, where Rainbows make their display and I say, the glory of each day, is the magnificent way.  The colors so bold and tears misled, if only they could see, the glory of God within their hearts, the glory for all to see, the glory for all to see.

And if the bridge way of the Magenta was clear to me every time, I would say to the world, my heart is always heard, when a relative crosses over in time.  I feel their hearts and wind upon my soul and I wonder which way do I turn, but I hold their hands, when relatives come and over the bridge they do go.  As they cross over from realms of the ether, I remember to bless everyone, as some have lost their hearts and some need make a start and some need a heart they can rely on.  And I will be there, the center who is aware, that God comes inside my very heart.

Now, Grandmother (color gray, space, dreams awake or asleep) she bares all the Saints of the world, but they don't listen to what she has to say.  It's the place of the thunder, the home of the rainbow, that gives us a place to reflect.  If we don't respect space, then how will we live Grace, the perfect part of our souls.  I say you need to be sacred to understand the many facets of God's perfect face.

We are part of each other, but allow us to gather, to be Oneness when we join our hearts.  Not disconnected like the other, but part of the ether, as we all have a spirit to survive.  And the perfect part of paradise, is when we work with each other, like an oil lubricated machine.  We can be part of each other.  We can open the portals.  We can be crystalline flowing of our souls.  Just remember  God is, the image of could, then we will be the perfect "I am".

Now Rose (law of love, the Red Road), the green (soul) elder has spoken to each other, to tell us we need lead our way.  Be sacred in loving, keep giving and loving and receive all the world has to give.  For brotherhood is upon us, the Golden Age with no despair, because we practice joy in our lives each and every day.  The part we need can be living in Grace that is from Heaven if we forgive all those who don't know their way.  We can guide them together.  If we look inside gorgeous, the sacred Rainbow that dances this day.  Give hope  in all you do, when you follow all the clues, that God is part of your devoted heart.  And if you don't look at goodness, then life will be filled with woundness, because you did not forgive those who didn't find love.  Instead give them what they are seeking a relative who is speaking, the law of love every single time.  Because we belong to each other.  and my heart will roar like thunder, to bring heaven and earth home every single day.

Let us be a fountain, where others can drink their hearts out and we can be relatives through out time!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, the Song of Rose's sacred four directions speak of Love that is discovered, when we love each other!

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Rainbow Colors for the Eternal War Dance Returns Joy as Buffalo Trembles the Earth!

Today we come to show the way, of loving hearts with a beret (Sacred Four directions traveling with the heart, through dealings of conduct shielded of God, as the prayer cloak is worn by the buffalo and the tuft at the head - double reinforcement, reminds us of how to treat others with awe, for "thou shalt tremble before the heavens"). Take my hand and I will lead the way, into the light of brotherhood. Sound off (you can't hear me), to and fro (heart and breath, soul and flesh) can't get through the kitchen door (as if to say, to be fed by God, you must be humble and prostrate to the earth as in sacred benevolence to the World, as heaven proclaims us to be good children and loving to those who have lost their way).

We are here to be so kind.  We are here to be left behind? (misunderstood or ignorance, the military have a saying, "We don't leave any man behind")  I don't think you have it right, "it's not love that bites the dust!" (double negative means positive as this sentence means true love bites the dust).  We are here to be in love, coming home just like doves (to know peace within and to be kind without).  There is something you should know, my heart is willing to glow.  Sound on, to and fro, let us go to the kitchen door. (hearing with love and compassion, we are now able to receive riches and abundance from heaven upon the worldly earthly treasures)
 
Golden: The light of God is here to lead, the middle stream that always bleeds (law of love, those who are willing to suffer for others, who do not know the way).  And we can open portal doors, to be fearless like before.  And when you sea the light of day, then you will know how to behave.  Sound on, come on home, me and you are like a clan!  Take my hand I will lead the way, into homeland, we display.  Come abundance everywhere, we are going home without despair.  My heart goes to and fro, the place of Angels that do know!

My love waits for you to sin, and then I walk right on in (as the army of god, proclaims you have sinned).  You think you aren't making it right, because you think of only plight.  Here is the way into the realm, of heaven's gate just swim on in.  All you need is loving arms, the place of angel who do no harm.  We are open to your guise, and we know what you have to realize, but don't think we don't know what's right, for we will fight until it's right.  Sound on (finally listening with love), we are gone, right into each other's arms.

There is only one thing to abound, the love of Angels who fall on down.  There upon the Earthly realm, we are heaven's soldiers, come let us in.  Warriors, they know right, for they always walk with God.  We are here to be, the Golden Army who knows leaves (relatives of the tree of life).  There we are standing tall, the place of Angels who do pray.  And we are here to hold your hand, the heart of soldiers who do care.  I know, you are frightened, but don't you worry if you believe.  Hold your head up tall, and thank the Lord that we do tell.

There is only loving calls, the place of Angels who don't care of worst.  We understand what is the fuss, for we do matter in the dust.  And what we need is a dose of humble pie, get down on your knees and begin to pray.  For what you want is love inside, for those who spit and told you lies.  We are here, the army of God and we won't let them hurt you no more.  And we can bite the dust, for we can pray and find our way.

Yellow: When the light  is gone outside, all you need is prayer to stay alive.  For all the worst in the world today, all you need is sacred ways.  Keep on, and run around, the way of eternal circles found.  Go there, and watch the to and fro, and you will notice you do know.  There is one thing love does teach, that we do follow the even keep.  Here is Yellow who knows the way, the uncomfortable step to show display.  And I know you will find, the love you searched for in all time.  And you can find my heart, when you seek right from the start.

There is only one thing to do, is watch over those in brotherhood.  And I speak to you, when it's right, but if you don't want to fight?  I will be right here, for I will fight to keep away fear.  And you know it's the even keel, that takes all kinds to make it swing.  We are part of One, the heart of Majesty from the Sun. Kingmen, who we are, for we fight for wisdom, we fight for thar (needs).  And since we are part of One true race, all are relatives in this race (race of men, the lights that swell within, to bust forward to know the gain or the dream).

WE can offer you a good fight, if you don't walk upright!  But if you are heaven sent, and walk like Angels upon Earth, then I will protect you with all my might, and I will be here when there is a fright.  Come on, be a good child, or I will have to be awhile.  Don't learn, then I will show, the way of heaven down below.  For we can open any door!

Silver (mirror-reality, strong in truth, the law of love moving over rolling hills, this is rare) not Rainbow (refection-illusion, heals , reverberates and changes with the rainbow children): When the light is gained within, thunder roars and don't you sin.  Because this Mother will make it right, and I will fight until it's right. Sound on, do you hear, the loving call is here to bill (squawk).  The waiting is what we need, the place of reflection of your disease.  Let me be with you tonight, when you are frightened and have no might.  For my love will open portal doors and we can escape without undue fear.  Walk with me, for I know God and we will go home from the above.  Don't walk like good men should, then I will tell you, there is a lot more.  Walk right, or I will use my might, for Kings of Heaven must do right.  And I will be here when you sin, and help get up and make it right.  There is much for you to learn, and I will guide your safe return, even when you think it's right, when you sin during and all night. Be good, for Mother knows, the heaven waiting when you leave.  Light goes out at night, and we go home where love abounds.

There is only one thing to do, and we must kiss the sacred earth.  And when we live good lives like we should, then we know all the "must" of good (the smell of the good, like a fresh rain cleanses the air and our breath know we have come home to purity within and without. These are smells that the buffalo and wolverine carry to ward off danger to tell all, " I am here!" Watch out, heaven's army is here.).  My heart glows when you do good, for only Angels dance like they should.  And I know fire will lead the way, like thunder tells you, "all's okay".  Wake up, do what you must, take the horns and dance the dust.  Wake up, and be good this day, for elevators won't take you home! (like escalators who rise into heaven when we see the light, this action must be earned not ridden like warriors on a horse.  We need fight for what is right, to follow sacred vows and sacred ways, then we earn our right to ascend into heavenly realms.) There is one thing you do need, and it is a heart that does bleed (knowing the law of love who suffers for others who do not know which way is upright or moral).  And my heart is the loving hand, who walks with you, and makes a stand.  Sound on, you can know, if you show the law of love.  Sound off (vision of light is turned off, now you must use vision of the darkness, the heart glowing to find your way), the to and fro, trust your heartbeat, trust the flow. Here we are, now make a stand, take the steps to be a Man (flesh).  The place we call light of man.  There is one more thing, don't you think you want to swim? (using the heart)  I know so many hurt you, but if you forgive, then freedom will ring!

Gray: Now my heart goes to and fro, because I must embrace all know.  The wares and masks that they do wear, are not of loving hands today.  But I know, and you do too, that prophecy will cure all woes.  And we who wait for dust, will make it home just one more stand.  This is what we mean of love, the story that gives like a dove.  And I know you will wait for this, for all you do, is heaven sent.  Count your blessings and give it a home, let the children run and flow.  Me and you do know that Grandmother is the place of snow (crystalline stone river).  When you take the loving hand, and you don't look and make a stand, then you won't make it to the new land, for only warriors will rule the land.  Come on, you can do, the place of Angels lives inside of you.  We are the heaven sent, just remember what's written in sin (forgiveness shows us the way of those who hate, when the fire ceremony helps you light the way, burn up those impure thoughts and make a home within the wind).  There inside of glory be, is the heart of you and me.  And I know you will be home, when you come on with the Sun.  Take off (free like the bird who forgives and seas with a heart full of wisdom), looking down. There are more than even knows.  There are those who love the flow. And there are those who make a stand, for God is here to rule the land.  Come on, you do know, the heart of goodness it does show. Lift off, to heaven's door, and you will be here like you should.

Grandmother loves you like they should, but we don't recognize them with a hood (blessed).  And then we walk all over them, because they are babes in the woods.  Don't you recognize love, the ones who share all your dreams.  And when you don't know your way, they will show you which door to turn.  Story tellers each and everyone, the spider who spins and turns with love. They will come up when you are not looking, and bite the hate right out of you.  This is loving hand of God, for fright sometimes shows you how.  You don't want to be like that, left alone with all that draft.  Come on, which way do you turn?  I say, you should listen to all you learn.  Come on, and we know right, when we look into all that plight.  My heart knows which way to turn, and love is the sacred burn.  And when you chose this way today, then you will take the sacred route. (holy smokes, the sacred fire ritual that purifies all sin and leads you the way homeward within, to be good children without.)

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
These are the Sacred Directions for Buffalo Trembles the Earth!

Rainbow Colors and Sacred Four Directions of the Perfect Six Sides of perfection in the Crystal Indigo Children, the perfect soul and perfect flesh, where the wind go to and fro (two sides) inside the house of the Four Directions.  This perfection lies in each of you, the Rainbow Clan of Brotherhood.

Indigo is the perfect six sided crystalline structure of the soul body, multi-colored each of us have. We can all fly, when we dream. The Indigo person is often a prophet and great teacher who lives with visions and conflict. Most of us do not live our lives like this. Indigo represents our Soul body.

Crystal is the perfect six sided crystalline structure of the Physical Body, a powerful and loving being who gifts. The Crystal person is reader of the book of life, the sacred four directions, who speaks directly with God and interprets the absolute truth. Crystal represents our Physical body.

Rainbow Clan is the sacred multi-colored auras. Embracing and attaining spiritual knowledge of the eternal ages, these are the skills we aspire towards in the dawning. We are the reflection of this kinsmenship as our blue oceans and sky which provide us with all that life offers in Unity!   

"The weasel of travels guides the light to the navel" (we fly with spirit to and fro from the navel, our spirits fly or aho) and she is going to get rid of them all (evil), by taking the fall down to earth and this will alleviate the most dreaded case of misguided ones who know all. We call her the "tail of the fall", and we need her to be such a call, because it's this fall to the knees that give us a breeze and all who come down and fall, will be lifted to heaven's door to know thee, for she is the song that welcomes Brotherhood!

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Princess of the Wing Gillian Dove who comes to Roost Running Fox

Princess of the Wing (no crown, it means love spills over in flight) , Dove who comes to Roost (heavenly name), Running Fox (earthly name),

Star that Shines Lakota Sister sings her heart has come to ming (bright star) , the west and the east comes my way, to be the perfect beloved way. The colors of the rainbow do bring to thee, the heart of loving company.  

Violet: First we shed the song of hope, with a voice that's strong as a rope. This is the perfect violet, because it brings us to the rest.  One voice of many hearts belts out and shouts.  Here we come to be the way of angels if we sing.  The strength of the song is loud indeed, especially when we run free. And now we need the strength of time to push us over into the other side.  Evolution has come to roost, to be a perfect layer cake.  Here we eat the sum of God, the devour it inside out. And when we finished with the bake, we find that we are sitting loud.  Here we stand on mountain tops to envision valleys of Gardens clouds.

Magenta: Now we seek the vision clear, but we so many near.  The greatest rainbow we have ever seen, is what we bring to the lights of thee.  Like a circus going round and round, the play of action is not undone.  Flowing going round and round, the hoops of magic is still undone.  We think we are not a part, but we are the sacred loving heart. And in the palace fills the air I wonder who else might be in there.  So many travelers do come home, just to bellow out their know.  And when they speak out of turn, then I must help them turn.  And when they look at the right door of life, they feel so satisfied.  And when they look into the wind, their tears of sin are gone again.  And we can feel what might be here, but what is here is magic filled.  I want all to know inside, is part of you and part of the pie. And I need you as much as me, to be the heart of all the leaves.  Travel my bridge to sea the other side, the distant shore that breathes alive.  And when you seek the place you are, then you understand more than thar (needs).


Crystal:  Life goes on and on and on, and what make us so damned proud. I think many could be so good, if they could only choose. We gift the lesson for all to be, the perfect loving harmony.  But often they just walk away, from all that fuss and so much play.  What can be done if they don't turn into the mountain that gave them so much room.  I say this and they say that, but in the end, love is where it's at. But in the end, the time will speak, to hold and mutter for Goodness Sake.  We need love to be a part of every single living tree. But so many think that God is not them, and they feel left out of the please. But it's they who bring the cherished gift, the heart of loving peaceful bliss.  Which way do we go from here, when love could only fill the air. They are me and I am them, if only we could always sing.


Gray: Here my love we swim through time, to be a part of all the leaves.  The tree of life that lets us in, is part of every living sun.  And I wish Grandmother could be this way, the loving sacred breeze today.  But I know she is not always satisfied, because the world is lost in their hides.  But Grandmother she is what we need, the heart of loving in the breeze.  The greatest teacher with so much patience, is her embrace inside the sun.  Deep inside the mountain claims the rich and famous who never die.  And we could be part of this sunshine, when we learn to shine from inside.  Grandmother you lift me up, and fill my heart with loyal dust.  Over rolling hills of time, you bring me closer to all that's thine.  Grandmother you are part of me, even when I don't believe. You are my steady constant friend, because we don't have time to swim.  


Now we see the way of the wind, we speak of loving times again.  But what can we do to make it clear that evolution is so darn near? Take the will of everyone and we have angry wasted fluff. But if ceremonies come to us, then we can find sacred dust.  Grandmother and I come to you to pray to seek and devoted loyal way to keep, and when the sun peaks over head, then we know we have past the test.  Deep within and down the road, Grandmother always shows, that we are the heart of everyone, when we choose the loving snow. Crystals and everything fills my heart of living loving sacred dust.  Everything is clear to me, but I have so many sacred trees.  Then I choose to be with God, the sacred Rainbow that always glows.


sung by white buffalo calf woman, your devoted twin deer mother

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Jen One Joy Wishing Well, Dancing and Singing Eternally

Beloved Jen "Wishing Well" (heavenly name or mission in life) Joy to be around, our "One Joy" (dancing and singing to twirl eternally, to know the greatest part of divinity, the earthly tools or native name used for thee).  You teach us Cosmic Father to have ceremony and we need do this as a group, and I will add this for all our tools, the groups at Whitebuffalocalfwoman.ning.com, the third hoop.  For you teach us to enjoy the song and dance, the gathering all around all by chance, but we know you make the call, to brotherhood that we do fall, down from heaven to learn it all, the song and dance of the eternal circle we call home.

Natives Americans use oral sounds, not written words.  This helps bring the star language home  to sing.  At a bounce, that shines in the sky, the moon that offers the to and fro, for we all have a heart that always knows.

""Boozoo" is the more formal way to say hello and "ahneen" is the less formal way", as you said.  Formal is for our friends and with relatives we don't need formal address, for we need only navigate in the wind.  But don't shy away from those who don't love you, because they need you to be in their face.  And we are going to teach you how to be law of their grace. We are going to teach you, the law of woman, the red road is waiting for us to begin, for holiness is your overlay, the Princess that we need learn to pray (for). You teach us to be brothers once again, to learn how to care for others in the flesh, the hand of God that we address, to find our hearts again.

Boozoo  (formal greeting to friends) the sound interpretation is going to teach us to address.  B is father calling to run in the wind. Oo is over rolling hills and each gift us a clues, for when heaven appears to fall down with her grace, we bring her heart to flesh and tears take this place.  Suffering we do, to make all a sham (illusion or refection for only heaven is truth) and Z is the snake that brings the law, the law of love that worships none other than love.  Oo is the joining of circles as one, when four hoops and sacred directions join home.  And when we know the heart of our place, then we come home and it's not too late.  For always open arms are here to embrace. (h, the silent breath)

Ahneen (informal greeting to relatives) a sound interpretation we may need to understand.  The Ah is our heaven, the law from up above.  N is the falling down on your knees, to know how to pray and offer blessings each day, we learn that we are not alone but with heaven down below.  Ee is the spirit flight that calls in the wind and we all travel here to belong to us twice, for twinning is the way we understand, the waves that crash and fall down from heaven to find distant shores.  N is the up-rise to raise our voice high, to reach into heaven and say, "I am" here this day, and when "I am" then all things come home once again, for joining the circle brings heaven on home, to earth of blue, of relatives back to heaven again. we are the eternal dance of love that brings us hoops to know thee.

Jen One Joy Wishing Well, Rainbow Colors golden, violet, lavender, gray Sacred Directions


Your rainbow colors will tell you more than girth (the circle of oneness returning home, the four sacred directions the house of your God, for you are God, a part of Oneness and we are all part of the same human wish.  We are all Gods, that belong to ONE God, we call ONENESS that we are all part of.  We are part of greatness, because we are, the "I am"!  The image of eternal and that's what makes us great.  The sacred four directions give us such a view, it's when we put all the views together, then ONENESS has come home.  This is why we hold each other sow we can plant seeds, and tomorrow will lead us from yesterday's tears.  For the trail of tears led us to this glorious days, to be in the Great Migration, to know love this day.  To be part of Greatness which lies inside of you, just learn to trust this part of you, and say, "I am Great".  Then you will believe what is truth written across you, for we are a Rainbow, where at the end........................a pot of Gold. This view offers us, the saints of old, and we can be saints again, all of us old.  For we are eternal and we can offer them more, as we learn to hold on to ourselves in the wind. Trusting eternal, will offer us the key.  Trusting self will gift us joyous and dancing again.

Golden: Today the land of Song comes home to get along, for Golden the cosmic father is here to hold your hand.  This is where we belong, to where the land is long, to be with all the heart of me, the place that sets us free.  Now what will make brotherhood, but open handed truth.  And even when we don't sea, the heart of you and me.  I know that love is setting me free, however the wait is long indeed.  To lead is fearlessly, the heart of you and me.  In open space where it is dark, we must close our eyes and make a dart. For inside the realm of heaven we long, is dreams that are born from.  The distance is where we belong, the heart of all the songs, and I am here to sea, the longing of you and me.

I call and many come to take over the rotten sun, for it's the fire that never dies, because there are so many lies. But in here where destruction rules the world, I say that we are more than girth.  The place we need you more, the place of living tears.  Keep inside of me, the heart of living trees.  For sacredness will lead the way, like the angle of the sword today.  But we cut down ignorance everywhere, to be the heart that cares.  And in this living sacred place, we call our human race.  Run free when you do love and when we fight from above, we say, that it's family, the heart of you and me.  Don't walk away from their love, for shouts will bring us home like doves.  If we choose to return to the place where crimes are committed to return to grace.

Violet:  The knowing and showing of the voice of G_ah_d (utterance from heaven transmits) brings us to the high priest (male is the light, the youngest sun of God) that knows where to go.  Into the light that is where we head, but first we must plant the seed to get up above.  The darkness does lead us into the unknown land, the place of mountains, the place of the clouds.  And when we reach this place we know Holiness exists, to bring us fire of heaven, the sun from within.  When strength of an army does drive them all home, it's the calling of angels that knows what to think, however this darkness must rely on everyone, to bring us together to bring us the sun.

And which way is the calling, which way do I turn, it's the light that guides me and guides all of light.  When we reach into the sunlight, we know growth begins, the place of heaven, the place from within.  What makes it so easy to disappear in deep space, because the center is lacking pure grace.  Yet I have the voice that gifts to all of eternity, the place of the calling, the voice from within.  And when Great Father Spirit calls my name, then the Army of wisdom comes and start to lead on.  Yet it is he who is commander of all under the sun, and I am only the high priest, who does more than swim.

Lavender:  Now the color of living fire, the house of G_ah_d and his mire, is the place where men do dire, the ways of ever ending love that mends the hearts like pure doves, but when they leave their pits behind, there lives in me, their awful dires. And now I must purify myself to learn about the sacred dust.  A mother in me is here to be, the loving and sacred tree.  Adam come hold me close, but don't even come to close the door of paradise, because you don't play nice.  I bless you because I love you, now you leave like you don't know me, and now you go on your way, and leave me here to display.  What makes you use me this way?  Don't you have someone to care for you this day?  And you always have to leave me, because you don't like what you see. 

There is always someone who comes (journeys through me), and I must be on the run (over rolling hills and through the woods, to grandmother's -space- house we do go), because you don't want to know about how, I come to be your sire (bringing life to all who must start somewhere).  I leave with little ones behind (atoms or adams), who don't know how to mend (unite or heal two broken hearts) or do wire (travel on the electromagnetic route).  They travel onto the ships and sail away, and leave me here on the shore.  Will they return when they are on the journey?  Will they return to the place they started from?  Will they come back to my loving arms, and take care of the Mother who did harm (lost her head because she became someone else's impurities physically).  Now I know I lost my head again, but was it for, because I had to glow.  To be a living fire to purify your way, then you leave me with all of your mire (impurities of what you leave behind, because holiness -lavender- becomes those who are not pure after cleansing their spiritual space).

Gray: Inside my heart I lead the way, to be with God (oneness) and her (darkness of heaven, the purified breeze) display, the heaven I roam to be with her (Great Spirit Mother), the heavenly realm with so many views.  I wonder how Grandmother knows the loving truth of all displays, to teach us of love for goodness sake.  And we do need listen to her (heavenly pureness) advice.  Now what to do with the space inside, to gift her life (love her and appreciate her love) to gift the clouds, to bring us home to goodness within, to have a heart, to have a home.  And when we seek another place, we don't recognize what we have.  We need to choose what we have, instead of seeking another place.  What makes us think it's better there, instead we need to think it's better here, the place that Grandmother who offers us, the loving heart with so many views.  The palace of greatness we do choose has been brought to us, to have a view.  To receive our lessons while we travel through paradise, and to be a part of Great device.  The journey of life begins to run, over rolling hills and starts in spring, the time of blooming everywhere, the place of green grass, the place we stare.  Like the setting sun, during twilight, it's the sacred rainbow that we need, and we are here to be with God (oneness) because we need all our parts. 

Grandmother she offers us, the heart of you, the heart of me.  She is the grayness (mist) we don't sea, because we are so very busy.  And space is a place we need protect inside, the place of love where it grows, and we do need this space to be, a living dream with much to do.  Please Grandmother know we love you.  Please let us grow to choose fields of bloom, the voice of God (oneness) is within you, because you embrace us all, including you.  Grandmother we love you.  Grandmother we need you.  Grandmother it's your sacred view.  Please forgive your children, for they have sin.  But I know Grandmother you need us so, and we will try to be good children, and when some fail, to bring you love, they haven't remembered that it's your will.  You are the keeper of all our dreams, and we need you to love us all, will you please?  And I know that you are part of me, the heart of heaven that brings us here (Without Grandmother there is no Earth, or reflection of light to have dreams, living dreams we are part of.  This is our life, because it's the center for all to reflect from.).

Rainbow Colors (above) Song for Cosmic Father, the Golden One, Jen One Joy Wishing Well, Crown Prince(ss-the sound of the law of love) of Paradise,

Now she (Jen One Joy Wishing Well) sings to the world, of how we need to feel the grace of loving winds we need to learn, for Cosmic Father has taken his place, with a Woman at the helm this brings the law even and still, to bring the reflection of heaven's moon, the place of the heart, the place of love over rolling hills. And this is her song for you!

Inside I love you so much, and I must gift you love in your face.  You don't understand when I want to hug, instead you think you can use all my stuff.  Please realize that I just want to give.  And it's you who must hold on to the view.  There is one thing that I must open inside, the portal of love that keeps us separated.  We are united because I fly to you.  And I don't realize when you can't see the way for my love is blinded by love every time.  And we come to your shore to be the wonder of more.  There is love inside of me this day.  And we can open the heart of those who slave (servants to the people).  But those who don't open the way, and we can offer you more love to help you even though you don't know your way.  I will gift you love to be purified and then you will walk away and (you) feel just fine.  I know I serve you, to be the sun in the sky.  I love you more than hate in this world.  But you need to learn to be loving in the breeze.  There is something you need to learn, and it's the way you take and are not heard.  Instead lift your voice and let the world know, that you are in pain, and you want to be heard.

Today the sun came inside of me, and I lifted my head above the sea.  And we can be loving harmony when we learn to sing and dance to be free.  There is oneness in everything we do, and when we think that we are not dew, then we are nothing because we forgot who we are, and all we need is to love and purify.  Purify with fire each day.  Learn of love and forgive all you do and say.  Because love does grow on trees left for you, for it's the law with a perfect view. The law of brotherhood comes this day, the way of brotherhood is love to stay, and we are going to be here with all you say.  And we need to be with all those who don't look your way.  Because they need be taught about love.  Because they need be taught of understood.  Because they need forgive everyone.  And we are here to be teachers to all the suns.

We are destiny's glow. We are dancing to know, the journey of life goes to and fro.  The heart that knows the way, if we trust what we do and say.  We are magic in the air, to be love again we stare.  To be loving hearts to be, to be loving living breeze, to be wind with destiny and we come home to breathe.  And I need you more than life, because I know even twice that we belong to everyone, for God has sent his sun.  The christ (crystalline stone river that we all travel) that leads the way, then there is white buffalo calf woman (elder christal), she is loving and true, to be with all of the blue (relatives).  But like me (Prince(ss) of Paradise), she (Celestial Crown) is used.  And we who share the crown, know that we are used (servants to the people), yet we still continue to be used.  For we belong to everyone, and then there is those who lack a sun, and those who know everyone, is part of the living SUN.  There is life for us, inside of the living dust and we kiss the sky, and we kiss the earth, and when all is gone, we remember that we are part of ONE. And this helps us to be so Great because we survived the hate.  And love triumphed and we are here standing on the hill.  And we know that love will guide us, to the straight and narrow still.  The space that gives us life, it's perfect darkness we knock twice, to view the living fire, to purify all the mire.  Sow I plant the seeds of love and I show all the world it grows. And we are here to be with you, the part who needs us true.  Take my hand today.  Don't walk away! Instead stand your ground and use love to be with a heart.  Then you will know of love, where all is golden like a dove.  Then you will be with the safe, the grounds of destiny and shape.

The girth of love is here, the pregnant wife to be.  She gifts us life each day, to be part of this world.  And I bless her near.  And I bless her still.  And I bless the world, the place of God's good will. 

Heart Song (above) from Cosmic Father, the Golden One, Jen One Joy Wishing Well, Crown Prince(ss) of Paradise,

Remedy needs drum for 20 minutes a day, and constantly blessing the space and arrive inside of you, to stop flying around to view the many who need you.  When you have lost your head again, you need depend on your Relatives, who will guide you and be true to speak of your head and your disease.  And when you arrive inside of you, you say, "I have arrived and I bless myself", then all will be fine again, for you have blessed the sacred wind.  And each flows inside of you, and here is so much to view, the paradise we seek inside, needs cleansing all the time.  And when you wear a crown to protect the very land we love so much, we need to purify the inner world, with fire and so much more.  Bless each and every hour, to protect yourself with so much mire, the stuff others bring to you, that they don't know how to keep it clean.  We need teach the entire world, that blessings is the way to cleanse the self.  And those who don't look inside of them inside of the dark and mighty wind. They will perish before our eyes, then what will we do but have a cry, for they did not have the will to pray, nor did they learn of sacred ways.  That is why it's so very important that we save as many as we can.  And we need as many as we can to purify and save the wind. (Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy)

The world needs to continue on, and those who are strong with mighty pure, they will live to see a new world, the paradise that we all prayed.  Come hold their hands yes indeed. Come be the mighty sacred breeze, that purifies and brings brotherhood, and then we feel great when we should. As we teach others to put under, the shame and guilt that wastes away, and have more than hate this day, instead have love and sacred ways.  Start with you, my crowned prince(ss) and we can open and find the disease.  We can cleanse the world one by one, when we choose to teach the ways of sin (alleviate ignorance).  And then maybe we can hold onto those who learn, that sin has no place in the new world, only love and negotiations will show the way of our new heaven. Heaven on Earth is coming home, the paradise we have ever longed for.  We waited ever so very long, the space and time of the sacred winds.  10,000 years was a blink of an eye, and now finally, we have come to see the child, the wisdom we each have inside, the place of Golden fields of hay (abundance of the golden fields of grain, where the green grass blossoms into plenty for all). And if anyone can feel this dream, it's you my Cosmic Father who knows, the will of Christ is Oneness in, the place we call God, the place of truth.


Sung (all above, the whole of one) by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother, Elder christal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter, child sings for cosmic father, the Golden One Joy!

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Veronika Holy Flight Sails Across the Seas and Washes Us With Snow

Sings Veronika Holy Flight Sails Across the Seas
(interpretation by White Buffalo Calf Woman)

Please sing your song! Have you ever heard the song of a craw (crow with sound, the hawking of ka, the voice of truth, to many doors with a view).  Once I sat on my balcony (extending out to views) meditating (reflection of my heart), then a craw (grandmother's truthful space) came near, sitting (resting on the waves) on the branch (the laws of love that unites the leaves or relatives who are part of the sacred tree) of the maple (the root that delivers us the semen of life and thus we spiral on wings to deliver the sweetness it brings as it bellows to and fro) tree (belonging together as One family).  Looking at me (peering into my soul).  Singing in sounds (with the voice of angels), I never heard before (the symphony of loving arms, she sings to me, within the crowd).  Go on.  Come on (beckoning like billow clouds).  Fly with me and then we flew together (the embrace of Grandmother space, she knows which door I do keep and gifts me all the doors to sea).

The next day she already sat there waiting for me (Awaiting patiently).  I had to step into a fire (the purification that sets us free).  First the cloths (the prayers that cover me and keeps me safe), then I myself (the soul does keep). And when I came out of this fire (reborn to wings of sail), I was an eagle flying (the holy fire that binds the earth to up above and down below, sewing the seams for all to grow) high above the earth (in the clouds where does the sun shine, to bring us the place for all to dine).  Grateful for this wonderful abundant planet (that offers us the reflection of the truth, but what a story that grows and burps).

Relative "Veronika Holy Flight Sails Across the Seas", White buffalo calf woman sings to you,

"Spirits who sails across the seas" heavenly mission.  The spirit sails across the seas of the blue of me and you, the heart that glows to and fro, brings the breath to you know, the hand of god, who brings us home, to breathe the sacred song. The Soul who presides to sail the winds, against the raging sins, to bring the heart of love to earth, and atonement for judgment day.  Purify what is not right, for we can live inside the heart.  Not above and not below, but on the seas, rocking to and fro, at the horizon of of shining lights, the heavens know the hearts that knows. Here the glow of rising suns, dives into the shallows of the moon.  Reflection seems to be the way, to purification on judgment day.

"Holy flight" tools of light or earthly/native name. What makes us learn of love, the purification of the fire's glow, and when the heart longs to be in place, the flight of Angels they do say.  Breathe and pout and my child, I know your heart, feel the deep and ocean's waves.  Seek the tale that sets you free, and enjoy the hand of liberty.  On the journey of freedom's reign, I come to hold your hand today! Ride the spirit and long to be in far off distant shores that lead, over the horizon to come again, back into the sacred shores our hearts do swim! Bring this wisdom back with me and may my flesh long to sea, to risen waves of eternity carry me forth for all to bee... (the impossible flight of heaven sent)

Colors of the rainbow speak the ways of  white (grandfather light), yellow (takes the uncomfortable step), magenta (flight over the horizon of rainbow colors) and gray (grandmother space), 

White: My heart longs to be with the wind. For only Grandfather can be so bold as you walk into the place of the flight, we are pure hearted and full of delight.  Come my Grandfather you are pure light, we learn humbleness from all that is plight. But my heart reckons with all within the wind, when humbleness beside you teach all how to swim.  My heart is delighted that you are with me, for it's the light that all must learn to be.  And we are so lucky to have and to hold, the light of Grandfather who is so humble and bold.  Keep your sails up and out for the wind.  Because we need you to teach us to swim.  And all the world needs light like you have, but we need learn how to offer your love.

There are days when others don't sea, because they don't have the heart of thee.  And we can whisper to them in the wind, "come on home, we're learning to swim".  Take hold my child and we can find waves, the kind we sail on, the kind that push us along the way.  And when we trust the light from within, then all will be humble along with the wind.  Just bless my Grandfather to know what to do!  And we will be so lucky for you will offer clues, to all our relatives who have lost their way, and we need to know how much we love you, just when we are dismayed.  And we need remember the heart of a breeze, the kind of white light that often saves the day.  And we are the chosen the few who know you, for you are the southern exposure with a view. 

The light of the harlot who needs to come in, the light of the beggar who doesn't know to swim, the light of a lost relative who needs you more this day, for you are the True Light that really knows the way. Help the children, my Grandfather today.  Teach them love is here when we learn to pray. And when they don't know which way to turn, tell them get down on your knees and start to pray.  "Pray my children, pray to know your way, Listen to rainbows and all will be safe.  But no other navigation will lead you home this day, but trusting the heartbeat, who has brought us this way, the eternal knowing of souls that we keep.  The souls of heartbreak that needs a place to sleep."  And when the outstretched comes down to your heart, remember they need you to be more than stark. They need your pure love, that leads them home.  They need the heartbeat that you alone possess.  And when your grandchildren need more than you have, remember you are a relative, who need more family.  Lean on family, then you will be safe.  For you are a youth, when remembering.  The child, like a baby who is fresh as the breeze, for you need trust your body, instead of your thoughts.  Trust your body, because you are so young.  This way you will know which way to all go.  For youth is the judgment, the soul of eternity, and we are longing to be children all set in the breeze.

yellow:  The day of dawning is coming home soon, however it's the yellow that leads the way.  When brotherhood is coming home, it's the yellow of the dream, that takes the uncomfortable step to know the way.  When all who are running towards the other way, it's the yellow family who lead the way.  For dreams are written upon our hearts dream and the yellow knows which dream to hold.  The dream of tomorrow, the dream of yesterday, the dream of salvation, the dreaming of day.  And when we need dreams we could on Yellow, the seed of tomorrow that brings rolling hills.

Just hold on to the ethers and you will sea truth, the greatest delivery, the greatest of you.  And inside of this heartbeat, the yellow does lead, for wisdom always shows us the way to a dream.  To hold on to others help us to realize, when they throw hate at us, we need only law.  For law of love will open doorways, into salvation with so many keys.  Let them throw hate, then validate them.  Show them that they have a right to feel.  Then when your hearts are united in Oneness, then tell them truth of love, where they need forgive. Forgiveness is the avenue towards love this day, for only our relatives will know the dream ahead.  And strength of the dream will lead us all home, when we push under the unsavory ways.  These did not show love, nor hold others hearts, because they needed to offer the smart (sting).  For this will teach them the way into the mire, the place where dreams arise inside all that is dark.  Darkness is pureness when purified with prayer. this is our heaven, the palace of dreams.  And we need our heaven, our souls we do trust, and when we can depend on self, then we can be trusted.  For all is dreaming, the truth of the reflect, like the moonlight that offers us more.  The reflection of time, that runs over rolling hills, here the waves of salvation comes to offer us more.  Here the waves of salvation offers us dreams.

magenta:  Inside the flowing the horizon does sea, the smells and sounds of relatives.  They cross the bridge to other realms in order for them to be unfelt. But frankly it's you who need to bleed, the color red on your sleeve, and here you must be the great caretaker, who hears and feels all who come aboard.  But yet you need to practice law, the law of love that says, "I embrace".  Then you can offer your advice, because your intelligence has no advice.  Whisper love to their hearts instead, then you will both get ahead.  They need someone to feel their hearts, why do you think you feel so much.  This is not you, but they who cross, do not claim what doesn't belong to you.  Instead bless them who go along your bridge, and tell them they need to bring the past.  When the past and future mix, then we have often a twix, the place we need to be right here, the place of magic that is so near.  Receiving is what you must do, why do you think you get so much to view.  Your home and places that are near of you, get accumulated with so much stuff.  Yes, it's your job to give it all away, in order for you to receive another day.  It's the flowing that goes to and fro, the rising and setting of the sun.  So many colors to view at the horizon, who is that and who are you?  This is the place you need to be the wise, the counselor who gifts us with the wise.  Remember it's law that comes first to you, the place of wisdom with such a view.  The lesson of love always visits your space, because you carry fire with light upon your Grace.

Gray:  The day of dawning is coming home, to interweave with so much room.  We are rocked in the cradle to see and view, to have and hold to know of you.  Grandmother she is the Greatest teacher, for she is always willing to view, the many doorways or opportunity we need, when we believe in all she does.  Thank you space for being part of us, the center of the universe, the place we gather in front of the leaves (relatives).  What a wonder!  What a place!  Grandmother she is one with grace.  Her wisdom teaches all of us, the depth of our souls, the depth of the seas.  And when the horizon joins inside of me, I can be teachers who take care of thee.  My child, don't you believe it's true, how magically you are with so many views.  The dreams you open when you put the shades on, for all you do is a living mace (a ceremonial staff borne or displayed as the symbol of authority like the fire of purification when we pray at masse. A warrior who can penetrate with rainbow colors to over take any who don't know their way).

Grandmother you rule all of this land, the earth where we step to take up space.  And I understand you to living death, where resurrection is the place of girth. We dive inside our dreams at night, to be dreams, to be with you.  We can always depend on your love even if we don't really understand the nest.  Can you Grandmother open any door.  I think I am so wise because you gift me eyes to vision with my heart to know my demise, and you can open all for me to be, the heart of loving with so much disease.

Man is question is rainbow mother (vibrates the rainbow colors), he can match your true colors, because he is loving like a mother can be, but he will turn into others, when he is not with thee. He must learn to be law to children everywhere, instead he walks away from them, because they all stare.  Teach him the law of love, then he will be free, and if anyone can do this, then it could be thee.  For perfect light is within you, the heart of the lamb.  And you can lead him home with your hands. (hands of God)

Now it's time to lend a hand to all relations upon the land. To deliver them rules to bring them home, in order that they may continue over rolling waves from sea to shore, where all our brothers who know more.  And sisters who gift the laws of love, who stand the ground and rolling hills. Together we are the family who know, the way to eternal, the way of the show.  The greatest illusion that Grandfather believes, because it's so special like all of the leaves (relatives on the tree of life).

your devoted white buffalo calf woman sings, to show you how great you can be, when you my Grandfather shows us the way, to being humble and learning to pray.  thank you for your vision for us, now we understand all of the dust, for they do thirst for waves upon the heart, the bellows of freedom when we purify. Blessed it be my Grandfather, you of pure light.  Your Grandchild holds you in my heart.  And we the children upon rolling hills with a view, recognize Greatness, because you have you, the streaming lights that bring us the breathe, the will of creation to the rest of us.  And now I bid you welcome into eternity, sow we can plant rainbows and we can feel the breeze.  And don't forget the pot of gold waiting for you, the dream that leads us back home to the view.  the sacred rainbow comes to hold our hands, to be ONE nations, the devoted Rainbow Clan.


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