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Friday, October 22, 2010

We Sing for Oneness, Drum the Sacred Red Road and Share Our Stories of Gold. Brotherhood, Let it Be Told!

Magic opens up our hearts. Filling cups, such a sacred art. When will time stop and look, take a drink from this well of life. Sacred circle come to me, fill this world with liberty. I want to fly away with you. I want to know the sacred true.

Come fill your cup and stay awhile. Come sit and have a talk and fill your wiles. Tell me stories of destiny. Give me pleasure your company.

Come fill my heart, I want to fly away with you. Come fill my heart, the day is breaking and night will embrace you. Come fill my heart, and know God is here inside your soul. Know God is near, just feel the world around you that's cold (mountain tops, sacred snowflakes and glacier rivers, we look down into the valleys of God).

Snowflakes fall down on me. Blessings, come find the royalty. Think of cherished, in all of liberty.
Come fly with me, come fly to the other side (realm of heaven, from this earth, let the soul know of this girth).

Heaven let me walk with love upon my heart. I want to know, all the stories that have been told.
And when you shine, I will be blind, to all this pain, I will only gain (turning lessons into treasures).

Come fly with me, where destiny does rise from within. Come cherish roads, where we begin to bloom.  And seeds will grow, always to know. Sharing hearts you see, will bring back liberty.

And when you shine, the rivers always gleam so rare (crystalline stone river). And we do feel, the glory that we share. Time does gift us hope.  And all inside this dope. But we can find our way, even if we don't pray, but we won't know glorious days.

Instead start your day. With heaven upon your hearts. Start your day, when dreams are here to impart. And make it find, a hill that's blind (I am a Sun Dance), the glory of, a waking soul, that trans--vines (cross over into new realms and entwine with the oneness).

And know it's grand, the picture you have at hand. But if it's true, you will include all the sacred view. And time is a gift. We cherish it all inside our hips. With children everywhere, our heaven, don't compare.

Start your day, with heaven upon your heart. Feel your soul rise out and give forth. Drink form God, fill your heart up, with loving embrace. Drink from God, where all is pure grace. It's time to know, how the sacred tree does grow. It's time to flow down a sacred river that grows. But here I stand, walking in hand in hand. With family everywhere if they only dare  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥

And the beat is loud sometimes is crashes down. And my heart does tumble and makes a great sound.  But I know it's God, telling me to wake up. Get on my knees, and learn how to break up (separated from untruth, know self instead). Shatter all this world, bring in heaven's gold around us. Show how love reigns again to bring us gain. And when we find, the heart that needs some time, then we allow their souls, to walk where they need to go.

But when you go, remember to have love upon your heart. Don't walk away, with hatred in your display. Instead know love, is law that governs our lives. And we must walk towards a heart that falls apart.

It's time to come home, to begin a waking soul (sirens). It's time to go home, to where heaven does grow. Feel the beat, inside your heart. Feel the beat, always imparts. Feel the beat, keep touch with your soul. Blessed bee, when we breath in gold (brotherhood, abundance for all, the Great Give-A-Way).

Come fly with me, over arns (open land, castles in the sky, eagle rules, holiness unites heaven and earth) of destiny. Come fly with me, to know the soul that is set free. And we shall share, the cup of God who dare. Youth is eternal, if we share. If we dare. Walk towards broken hearts. (drum; hit wood, law of love).

I will find you there, in heaven somewhere. I will be near your heart. And when you find, me waiting for the dream of ours. Paradise will come. Heaven will begin to run. Over flowing hills, we do glow.

Come fly with me. Come reach the heavenly stars. Come fly with me, come near, where broken hearts.  And when we find, our family is blind, we must hold their hands and start to demand.

Bless your soul, Did you drink from God's cup to day? Did your remmeber the winds. They are forever gold. I bless the nine directions in time. I bless your soul, the flesh that holds. Come drink with me, come tell me story. Come share your gold, all the places that you know. Bring your heart home. Bring in home to snow. Bless everyone, under the sun.

Come bless the winds, find that we can look within. Come bless the soul, it can be reborn you know.
Just look for those, who will understand and will demand, that the blessings stay in the wind. Heaven does wind. Southern Season (Great Mother's Wind, heaven) begins.  Heaven does wind. Bring reign/rain upon our souls. Aho (heavenly soul does fly) ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ lets be gold  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥   ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  (whispering) lets bless our souls. Lets be the wind  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  Let us begin.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person. Sacred Buffalo Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, our Father Red Hand, elder lavender person.  Sacred Whiches Corner Drum by Southern Season, our Song of Heaven, elder green person. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy!

White Buffalo Calf Woman: Thank you Relatives, that was awesome. For the Oneness, we begin. I can feel the red road, goes on and on, as you continue to beat Song of Heaven (red overlay crown prince/ss), AS you got lost in your drum. Yes, I can see that it helps you tremendously.

Southern Season Song of Heaven: At one point I had to laugh, I thought if we keep on drumming our Mother (Mother Earth) will keep on going :)

White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Yes, that was wonderful.

Southern Season Song of Heaven: Yes it calms me down, the vibrations go through my body.

White Buffalo Calf Woman: Lavenders (Holiness David Running Eagle) create the red road, Reds (Southern Season, our Song of Heaven) are the red road. Yes, this makes sense. Thank you beloved family! Relatives of the Rainbow Clan.
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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

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I bless the sacred nine directions in you, my relative of the blue. Welcome into our hearts. Welcome into the new view. Blessings you forever, in the Wind and it's true!