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Friday, March 11, 2011

Grandmother at Inipi (Sweat Lodge and Vision Quest)

Wake up today, always a frown you display. Do you not see the glory of God in all ways?  Look around you my children wake up to glorify. There is a place that astounds you, a heart, my heart, our hearts tip the waves. Come little children, I want you to feel your pain. Grow up and show them, how you will gain.  Inside of Mother lives a holy temple including you, come share this sacred harmonic view. Vibrate, listen to the winds. Vibrate, let the ills come in.  Vibrate, and purify all mire. Vibrate, dance my child. Come listen to elders who share the fate, of heaven's rhapsody and grace. There we are members of heaven's lonely stars, if we do not impart and share our hearts!

Come little children, where do your grow up?  I think I look upon man and where do they suck ♫•¸¸.•♥ (on the breast of Mother).  I have to know they forgot the Mother who loved them, when they were young.  My children, come on home. We need you to be good, grow up and be wild, free to know the spirit is born in a child.  And if we can remember, the soul will have a chance to bring in harmony into this dance. Feel all around you, the Mother Earth who subsists because we are her children who need suck from her limbs. And she gifts this rarity always at your beck and call, just because children need a Mother and her hall (sanctuary of home).  

There blows more wind, there the time does go. I am getting older, to show the way to go. I know I must transfer, all my needs and wants, to those who will listen, to elders who grow old, to those who are children, a heart that longs to bee bold.  We come to greet the winds, to find a heart begins. I want for all the children to know ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  And days are getting longer, because I am so much fonder of the glory and majesty above, the stars I love. I am home beneath the white clouds, the blue sky and all her love. I am happy to feel the green grass beneath my toes.  I feel magic all around me, when children abound me, to know that heaven does fulfill, our souls will. kill (purify the winds, as righteous spiritual dog soldiers who are true blue one for all and all for one and know the laws of love preside, the spirit with great pride in other words, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy). We will cleanse this world, and bring heavenly fulfill. We shall purify what is wrong and make it all right.  And when the children tuck in, we bless with fire to begin, to say my spirit belong to the winds.  And water will I be, on my journey, the story of heavenly pouring, the stars that shine, in our daily lives, come home and purify.

My children see ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  open your eyes and believe ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  there is a tidal wave coming forth ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  you are part of heaven's worth ♫•♥ and when you think you are alone ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  we grandmothers will be on the phone, we will shed our prayer on thee.  We will share our prayers on heaven's knees. I bow down to Mother Earth.  I stand up for Father Sky.  I bow down for you and I.  I stand up to why.  And when others go on their way.  I will remember to dance and pray.  I will remember how to love all life.  I will be part of heaven's strife.  And you my child, must remember in the winds, we Grandmothers always hold and begin, to eliminate your sin.  We pray for all you do and say.  We remember better days!

The drum beats as Grandmother remembers to dance with her spirit for you!

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, Lakota Sister, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person, Dakota Brother.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Grandmother at Inipi who gathers with Wapanohk Iskwew, easterly facing woman, Cree Dakota Sister a blue person and heart of the world of the spirit of the lake people.
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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!