Grandmother Going Places Teaches Us Which Way to Go!

Come to me and let it shine, let the world of blind (cannot sea truth), search the way to eternity, to find the soul of longing to be free.  We are going home real soon, and those, who do not learn to bloom.  They will have to find a new day, beyond this world and learn to play. 

Come let's dance and bring us some charm, the dance of devils (those who suffer, and are impure), with open arms and we can find a glorious day, when we learn blessings will save the day.  We are open to all that doom (when we forgive others), but we could find much more room.  Don't you see the dawning is clear, open your hearts and feel us near.

Trap(ped) you say, but you don't look my way (seeking to find), my open arms, will save your day (come and let me embrace thee).  Come let's talk and show us good cheer, there is longing for so much fear.  There we go, now, there tarry towards, there we go now, to and fro (over the horizon from soul to flesh, over the sacred rainbow).  Don't you sea (vision with a heart), the mighty Rainbow (the many colors of our clansmen), the song of Angels, that we know?

Carry me home, to the next world, let our hearts be full of cheer.  And the day will dawn in me, carry me home to be free.  Don't you want to join my hand?  Don't you look upon the sacred land?  Don't you care for the heart that bleeds (those who suffer and are in pain)?  Come let's feed the heart that needs.

There is so much for us learn, the world of magic, the world unturned (reflection with a heart), and we can feel the heart that needs, when we are open to all the disease (receive those who are in need of comfort).  Come and bee (impossible flight of a dream) the heart set free.  Come and sit down besides me.  Come and be the opening heart, the blossom that grows and never stops.  The blossom who grows, and know the way of how to part (leaving with love upon the heart, true freedom).

There we are . . . . . going to a foreign land.  There we are making a mighty stand.  And when you look upon that shore (tears) and we can find the glory of more.   Come and take my hand.  Come and make a mighty stand. (more tears) Feel my tears for you, my child, and know we going home to the wild.  Come on home to me, where the sun sets (glorious returning to heaven).  Come on home to me and glow and get wet (The heart swims in the sea of tears, rebirth.  A fetus gestates inside a sack of fluids, where the heart dreams to be born).   Come on home and sea the glory of the bees, the impossible flight of a dream, the IMPOSSIBLE FLIGHT OF A DREAM.....................................

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother for the Heart of Grandmother Going Places, who teaches us which way to go, into the arms of those who know, a true love, that grows and grows, the sacred rainbow!

Grandmother Going Places reminds us: 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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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!