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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Thursday, June 10, 2010

The Heart Speaks

Praise to White Buffalo Calf Woman for assisting me in understanding the Heart. This in turn has allowed me to understand many previously not understood concepts and especially the Lyricus discourses which show the way to gaining our genetic memory (everything that any human has ever known). At last I see how by our own built in mechanisms we can access the wormhole capabilities and through such do the things the Wing Makers say, that we are inter-dimensional beings.  Not by faith but by understanding and without technology.

Recommend you all read the  Lyricus discourses as all of you, I believe can understand this.  Wow! 

Grandmother Going Places
Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy 

And for further reading of the heart, take a look here.

Thinking With The Heart Besides The Brain

Can your heart think and feel?

Knowing By Heart: Cellular Memory in Heart Transplants
by Kate Ruth Linton 

The Thinking Heart: An Interview with Paul Pearsall by Hal Bennett and Susan Sparrow 

Work of Dr Andrew Armour: Transplant Experiences  

The Thinking Heart

The Thinking Heart

Thinking Outside the Brain: Gut feelings and following the heart
I can see your thoughts from here
The Thinking Heart

Several Hebrew and Greek words are translated as 'heart' in English translations of the Bible, but mostly it comes down to three words:
1. 'leb' (Hebrew)
Meaning: heart, will, feelings, intellect.
2. 'lebeb' (Hebrew)
Meaning: heart (as the innermost organ), understanding, awareness.
3. 'kardia' (Greek)
Meaning: the heart, thoughts, feelings of the mind.

The overwhelming feeling one gets is that the ancients better understood the close relationship between the heart and brain than modern science has traditionally understood. Only now is this close relationship beginning to be appreciated by the latest studies on the human heart.

'For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he...' (Proverbs 23:7a KJV)
''...that you may know the thoughts of your heart.' (Daniel 2:30b NKJV)
'...The thought of your heart may be forgiven you.' (Acts 8:22b NKJV)

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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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