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Saturday, December 8, 2012

Deer/Dear People and Angels In Our Eyes

Terrible things are happening, all over this world today. Everyone is going to the maddening place, saying we are crazy today. But much is hidden in the afterlife, where all is heavenly (strife). We are together in the same boat (ark), the willing will proclaim.

Sending my love to the outer winds, where the gospel is full of sin. Thinking we are know just what to dew, but inside we haven't yet found the view. And such is a man who is glorified, without the knowing of the wise. And when we start to bow and praise, heaven will show us the daze.

Let all the deer/dear people fly, through (and) out the heavens, show us wise. Jump on over to the other side, where your neighbor resides. Share the boundaries of everyone. Know it's heaven and we are suns. Each child carries (tears) wisdom throughout (within shines out) their hearts, where the winds blow, we are the holy ark.

Send our love to outer space, to know of heavenly grace. Send love to the plains and fields, where the snowflakes feel (blessings). Each a rising sun within, the terrible sinning has just begin. We are longing for a better way, if only we learn to bow and pray. Each a gospel of that truth, heaven has us by the noose (the soul within is hanging around). And we are going to be this way, when heaven shines another day.

When the deer/dear are coming home, all the children will find the suns. Migrate to the lands of free, where love is the harmony. Blessings to the safety of men, learning how just to begin (to walk holy once again). Every day when we come home, learn about the sacred tones. Sing freedom upon your hearts, bless all those who fall to arc (rainbow). We are children learning to be free, flying over galaxies.



Twin Deer Mother Sings and Father Red Hand Drums, Happy Hanukkah!
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Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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!

Friday, December 7, 2012

Happy Hanukkah

Hash-a-li (long e), Hasha-lem, let me grow into my limbs. I will feel the soul of God inside of me, let me find the clouds. Hashalo (long o), hashala, let me carry me forth to the outer sights. I will bee, become my dream. Let my spirit fly home eternally. Hashalom, hashala, there is a song inside of me, I call God. If only the light of wisdom would find my way. Let there be goodness in my display.

Miracles seize, the moment clear. I want to know, that God is near. I can feel the whispering in my heart. I can feel the lights inside willing to spark. All that divine light, comes out of me. And my heart will cling to this desperately. We are children longing to feel, the love of God inside that is really real/reel.

Hold my hands, for the lights to come. I will gleefully shine another drum (heartbeat of yours). And my heart will sing a song for you. Let the dream come shining through. Let my soul find the washing of the cleansed. Let my walk find home again. There I will bow and feel the praise, all my suns, will rule the waves.

Hashalom, hashala, where there is springing favor from the holy God. We are leaning for the will of man, to seek out wisdom to command. Hashalom, hashala, there I sing to meet the soul of God. And my heart does beat another day, to feel the wisdom of glory paved. We have managed to get this far. Now it's time to bow down to the holy clouds. Heaven fill my heart for this destiny. I will live gloriously.

We are children waking to behold the kingdom of heaven as it was told. Now it's time for a great change. Hashalo (long o), hashala, hashalom (peace fill your heart). 

 Twin Deer Mother Sings and Father Red Hand Drums

Alav hashalom (עַלָיו הַשָּׁלוֹם; "upon him is peace")

God / G_d utterance transmission / G_ah_d utterance of heavenly transmission


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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!

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Heaven Hold Me Close To My Dreams


Heaven hold me close to you, where the songs are in the blew. I will feel the life within, where I will eliminate sin. Gift your heart to all the waves, in the places you do save. Come and join me forever and a day, to lean on love for all waves. There is a sun inside of me, to capture all the breeze. There is a sigh for everything to bring in love again, please. Hold me tight for another day, then I will know just what to display. Gift a sun inside a heart, there is more if we can start.

Leavening all the waves of time, to bring in stories that are looking to chime. We are together upon this world. Let us hold hands for all to be fulfilled. Can we sign another day, to look upon the rainbow rays. We are looking for a dawning true, the song of angels that come through you. Let us beam a holy stream, to begin a love of another gleam. We are seeking for the greater daze, the longing for the rainbow waves.

Can we find the earth below, the scepter of the sacred flow. We are joining heavenly divine, the soul inside seeking to chime. Seek a hand in all you dew, love is part of what is you. We can find another way, if we choose to bow and praise. When we are together, love is the sacred weather. When we are together, let us find both sides of the whether. We are children on the run, spinning round our favorite sun. Then we rise up to shine a day, to bring in harmony for our loving daze.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sing and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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!

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Set the Rising Sun, the Morning Star is Born

Heaven shine my soul. Earth find my girth (around me). Lords of the world find my heart. All my relatives, I bow to adore, the star inside of you is born.

Wake me each day, as you rise, the sun of heaven is born today. Each child is destine to make a dream, to behold and bring the wisdom of all the doves (to find their beams).

Greetings to the fantastic daze, the morning dew has much to say. Lift my heart inside of thee, to allow my heart to shine like thee. I want to feel the magic you behold. Help me heal the world untold (the future).

We are suns waiting to rise. Let us set up our hearts to receive all the doves (children of peace). We are together, like the rising sun (morning star). All together it's the One/Won. There we shine for another day, to bring in the children, learning to praise. 

Come be faithful, like you are, to show the world, how to set things up. We cherish the heavenly wings, to bring our spirits home again. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings



Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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!

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Clouds Upon High

When the sailing goes through you, all is crashing to find a view. Heaven help those who need a lift, to help them over the cliffs. When we sail upon the sun, the miracles come to find us on the run. We are looking for a new dawning day, to help our children find a way. We can overcome the sins, when we learn to purify again. Heal the hearts of everyone, each are looking for the great sun within.

Clouds of heaven shine in me. Find the seas free and in the breeze. Holy is the day of sound, when we can hear all the rounds. Lean on love for another day, to keep us safe, for all to paved. Golden brotherhood we dream today, to bring a world down to praise. All the landings of each and every child means we must look out for awhile, there inside where we want to hide is a sun willing to burst with pride.

Heaven lean on all the waves, to help them learn how to pave. Greetings to all the little ones, who are looking to look young. Children wake up to the waves, inside our hearts, inside we save. And when we lean on love this day, we camp by the sounds of the hit parade. All the warriors in a line, gathering together to learn to chime. Each a role that is divine, if only we could learn to chime.

Thank you God (oneness clouds, together not apart) for everyone. Thank you for each raising sun. Thank you for the diving plants, who know when to hang on, really tight. Thank you for the great divine, where all the children learn to ride, the sailing winds that blow through yee, the setting of the seas (envisioning thee).

Love is grateful each and every day, learning how just to display. Gifting love for another day, brings happiness to our hearts we say. But inside we are troubled and deceived by all the terrible things we see. Many are rotten to the core, we must forgive them to adore. And if we lose our way again, we know we must walk towards our sins. There is love that overcomes, to teach us lessons underneath the sun.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings
 


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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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