May 21, 2009, White Buffalo Calf Woman said…
My Beloved Grandmother Going Places,
This is your heart song, not mine. I hear it in the wind and am able to write it and sing it for you! There are musical notes if I record the Song. Maybe next time, I can do this for you.

We all have access to the Wind, the motion of the Soul World. Here Heaven is where you rely, the place of all the doors and destinies that arise. This is how we all know the same information, while we pray. All and each of us have many talents, we need recognize our own. I know Grandmother Space is always the embrace of molecules. The law of implosion of the dreamworld to be real in the physical manifestation of walking and talking the way.
aho, White Buffalo Calf Woman
May 17, 2009, White Buffalo Calf Woman said…
Grand Parent Going Places
Your Heart's Song Today...

There is never a time that longs for you than now which is here to stay, my heart is the blossom that unfolds and always knows the Rose. It's wisdom I have come to know, the wills of all of Mankind, but in my Heart the Song rings true, the never ending time.

Come hold me and tither we will go and look beyond all the doors. We can always have the time to play, because Heaven always knows. We are only here once for an eternity and we had better enjoy the ride, for always is forever and time doesn't stand still if you only look at the Rose. We must dream and see the other flowers the ones that go to and fro. Here you will find the echoes of all our lost time and see how Heaven unfolds. Listen my children, I will always be here, to open and close the door, but if you think I'm going to let you inside just to hide, come think it's only for those, yes indeed. It's only for those who know the Rose.

(the Red Road, the law of love, which whispers in the Wind our Fragrant heart of the Yellow Song Bird, the Dream.)

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman

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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Call the River Home, the Galaxy I Know, Blow the Purification Down Below!

There we go down the slope, the river is rushing by.  Down the boat I do gloat, because I don't know why (others feel so unsatisfied).  There is the many who sail in me, and they are mighty long (winded).  They think, that I am always wrong, because they don't know the sky.  If only they would hold my hand, there would be satisfied.  My heart is longing to be the shore, for love to grow inside.

When does it snow, I begin to know, the many are calling home.  The wind is long (eternal), and I am bound, to always touch the sky.  There is a calling deep and curved (evolution), where men are calling home.  There seems a wind, that blows away sin, if only we were satisfied (purification practices, like the fire ceremony).  The many who are in shame don't begin to know the game, because it's innocence they want to claim.  I wish, I could just hold them near, to understand the game (of love). 

We are on a river show this time, where change is going home.  The places we offer you this day, is always changing games.  It's because the destiny serves the brothers in the tide (seekers on a mission).  We serve the Mothers, sisters too, sow they will be satisfied (heavenly darkness, woman brings the law of love, where we are satisfied, the land of to and fro, between soul and flesh).  My heart does gloat upon the boat, when love is the only game.  I seek abundance and not the wrath of those dissatisfied.  I whish, their hearts could know the parts, that gift our longing hides (crystalline holy temple, the house of God, the flesh that floats in the river of time).  Inside the heart, we long to part, of ineffable (too great or intense to be expressed in words, the swelling of the heart) ways, we seek instead a better way, when we choose loving games.

I have to say, my love is here, to bind the halls of shame (just do better next time).  They need to find another way to gloat, because it's not living shame (no need to hold onto, but forgive instead).  Oh no (shame is not part paradise).  It's the loving game. And we are here to claim the halls, the place we play our games.  The portal of eternal life is bound up inside our hearts.  It's inside our loving hearts.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman for the Heart Song of Grandmother Going Places

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!

For Your Fire (Smudge), Pipe, Blessing Ceremony (Songs)

The Blessing of the Nine Sacred Directions # one
I bless the up and the down, the sacred all around, the north, south, east and west, the heartbeat (in) and the breath (out) I give my life to this test (devotion, key to love), the fire's light illuminates our plight (flesh), for I belong to thee forever in the breeze, it's me, the water's breath (soul). I am God's child, blessed like the rest.

The Blessing of the Nine Sacred Directions # two
To the East and the West. To the north and the south. To the up and the down, to the sacred all around. To the heartbeat and Breath, I gift all my sacredness. I receive all my life for thee. I shall be forever in the breeze.
peacefulI shall sing. I shall sing upon Mountain Tops. I shall be. Glory for thee. And I shall be the loving breeze.

The Blessing of the Nine Sacred Directions # three
I bless the up and the down, the sacred all around, the north, south, east and west, the heartbeat (in) and the breath (out) I give my life to this test (devotion, key to love), the fire's light illuminates our plight (flesh), for I belong to thee forever in the breeze, it's me, the water's breath (soul).  I am God's child, blessed like the rest.

The Blessing of the Nine Sacred Directions # four
The one you write. And I tend to say a different blessings every day, but nine directions are always with the fire ablaze (the walk about), the fundamental equation, to cleansing our holy temple, our inner house.

For Your Fire (Smudge), Pipe, Blessing Ceremony  (daily forgiveness)

1. What's important here is the daily walk about cleansing space (all relatives together), to four to
five times a day (singularly), while blessing the nine directions.  This is crucial. 

2. And when you teach forgiveness, the person, need write it on a paper (a match), and it must be real paper (tree leaves touch Father Sky, roots touch Mother Earth, trunk bind them together, the law of love) or bark, then burn it up. 

3. Also, the mental cleansing of space, from daily blessings, to hourly blessings, to walking and talking (wakan tankan-holy spirit) blessed and sacred.

4. And for Lavender people who are Holiness (love blossoms out of them and violence overcomes them), well they need do it every hour (
Fire Smudge Blessing, any incense will do, even gas, like a lighter, but they must do outside, what they do inside), otherwise, snap, crackle, pop, and violence is the uncleansed flesh of rainbow lights.  No one dare speak to approach these people, because their souls seem to know, as they simply walk away from them.  Only someone who cares enough, to fight about it, will demand them bless themselves to be free.  These people belong to the world, our Holiness, who purify our world, inside out, by sending love to us all and binding us together. We must care enough, to teach them to drum 20 minutes a day (purify self) and bless each hour of the day (they do it on the inside, now they need do it on the outside too), for they are the true deliverance of the world, our Lavender people (Holiness). 
note:  Magenta people need dance and sing for 20 minutes a day, to bind heaven and earth within!
5. The smoke is like the clouds (binds heaven and earth, the tiger with a girth), that blows in the sky, that hold our tears, when we cry.  And when they burst, it cleanses everywhere, like the Aqua person does lead the way.  Follow the flow, and know that it knows, the sacred to and fro (look forwards and back).  The heart leads the way, let's give it a shout and a hooray, for we are going home real soon! Let's remember the pipe is a sacred device, that allows us to remember this way.  The sacred portrayal of giving and saving (respecting the receiving, bowing like the rainbow, the humble heart glows and touches the heart), the important part of the world, the soul, that cleanses, the heart with many lessons, the flesh, that needs guidance each day!
Warriors of the Earth  

I tell you truly the sun does rise, to bring the heart of our surmise, the grandest show we ever did sea, the vision of rainbows within you and me. I come to tell you we are a song, the greatest miracle left undone. But all we have to do, is share our songs, the living and giving of the receiving sun. My heart of Grandmother Going Places I do gift, the heart of what door do you gift? And when you choose to outweigh the sun, to be the setting of heaven's rungs, there will be standing the sacred circle of fun, the destiny of loving, that comes home when we run. Come child, into my arms, where Grandmother will hold you until the "DAWN".

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