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There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).

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Sunday, July 14, 2013

Could I Bee the Green Grass Tree (Sioux Nation)

Photograph of Green Grass Trees with three Peacocks by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing on her Shambala farm

Could I Bee the Green Grass Tree (for the Sioux People, the Spirit of the Lake gains a stride)

I sent my blessings out today in the wind. I told my cousins that I 'm coming home in the wind. I told my Sisters hold on to this world, because everything's blowing through, they're so thrilled. But could I, could I bee, could I bee, showing them the way? Could I bee, could I bee, saying it's only sacred waves? Could I bee, could I demand true love on this way so I could be on the red road where the treasures show me, the way? 

Could I bee, could I bee? (rattles) Could I bee, could I bee? (rattles) Could I bee, could I bee, walking talking (wakan tanka) true? Could I bee, a Great Spirit that knows the great k/news? Could I show the world exactly where to go? Could I show them exactly where the spirit will know? Could I bee the greatness that the green grass that blooms? Could I save my family sow they could come home and swoon? Fly all those rainbow colors in the sky. Fly clearly so that I know the wise. Could I bee holy walking? Could I bee holy true? Could I make the sacred fields, bring all my relatives home to you?

Could I bee, could I bee, could I bee, could I bee, could I bee, could I bee, could I bee, could I bee walking talking (wakan tanka, a great spirit) true? Walking home to, you and me Angels of the Blue, where the Golden spirit knows brotherhood's the great k/news. Could I bee, could I bee walking (wakan) for this world, showing them we're the Elder's spirit (Sioux Nation)? We know the great spear, right through your heart. That's where we throw those darts. Right through your heart. Yeah that's where we are going to show them the holy arc. Right through your heart, that's where the holy breeze comes alive. Could I be the spiritual knife?

I want to cut out all that ignorance. I'm gonna bring away all that shame and blame. I'm going to bring in something knew and it's called the heavenly gain. I will show the world how to be virtues that walk moral and complete, when I show the great give-away, it's spiritual me. Come gather with me today. Come gather with me and play. Come gather with me and know the peaceful harmonic wave. Come gather with ceremony around the gospel tree, when we tie all the hair together and it'll be one leaf (relativity). It will be one leaf. Relative sweet. It will be one leaf. We'll be growing sow sweet. It'll be sow cute and meaning and they'll be kisses and hugs. And we'll be loving each other just the dreams we did shout.

Could it bee? Could I bee? Could I bee. Could I bee. Could I bee, could I bee, could I bee, the green grass smells sow sweet. (rattles)

Photograph of Sweet Grass by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing on her Shambala farm

Sacred Song Blessing for Lakota (I stand through), Dakota (I wind two floors) and Nakota (I embrace four doors), the Great Sioux Nation, the Spirit of the Lake People. Hear the sacred seven directions find the winds, to bring us back to the ceiling again (eighth and ninth stream), where the sky touches our hearts and we all know our part, where the Rainbow grows and touches our toes, we will be dancing and singing to bring us all home.

Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing (Dakota silver child), Sister Catherine (Nakota aqua child), Sister White Buffalo Calf Woman (Lakota elder crystal child) and Brother Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Dakota elder lavender child). We all bow to the sacred nine streams and four holy beams, to help carry this world, to bring them home to where the sweet grass grows and our hearts know the place fulfilled. Could I bee? Yes, we are the trees! Mother's leaves (children of the matriarchal lineage, the Morning Star sheens, relatives leaves on the tree of life).

Photograph of Sunrise by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing on her Shambala farm

Relatives, all my Relatives, 
We are all connected in the circle of life. Sioux people are connected through the matriarchal lineage, and through the Mother, we are the Eldest souls walking and talking upon this world. And our purpose is to help all the younger soul relatives, to rise up and to shine, to bring forth a new dawning. And to share with all of you, we are the true, the Rainbow crew. And everyone else is older in the flesh or on the rainbow trail, yet in times of great troubles and woes, it shall be like a child (Sioux represent on the red road) that drives us to smiles. Eldest soul, with the youngest sole, we are hear to tell the stories and bring us back to smiles of gold (dreams come true).

We are devoted servants to all the Rainbow Clan (mankind) and need each child of the world to understand, we are here to rise up every single man, for we are all Relatives, Man as well as relatives to the rocks, plants, trees and animals of the seas (envisioning). Cosmic dust fly with me, in order that I can bring home all the leaves, relatives of the tree of life around the world. We bow to the sacred nine streams and four holy beams and with fire and water, we shine out, to bring back ceremony to our lives.

We are devoted to you, all the sacredness and the true blue. All the hoops of life, we bow to the Rainbow strife. May blessings find all our relatives in life. We are the born wife (daughter nation, red hoop); dutiful, protective, giving, adoration, blessed, heavenly virtues of life, the rising sun, the morning star, we begin with Mother after all. We the Sioux Nation, the Spirit of the Lake people around the world, we gift our lives for you, as we have always done. Now it's time to rise to the GREAT GIVE_A_WAY. We teach you, the great smile, an open heart in receiving good news, Relatives coming home true to you.

Thank you Rainbow Clan, around the world and that includes you. We love you and gift our hearts away. We bow with you.

your devoted servants, White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, elder lavender child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy


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


There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up, finally to drink from his own spiritual cup.)

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Lakota Rick Two Dog Sings, "It's a Wonder"


It's a wonder, how we came to bee. I can fly away, but where could I sea. I want my heart to feel love again from thee.  Come hold my hand, and fly away with me.  I am the root of all evil that is set free.

Plant that seed of loving life.  Give your heart a home.  Deal with enemies like they are family.  Don't you realize, that they do need thee.  Come children hold me and fly away to sea.

There is a place a Dawning we know. It's coming home now, we can feel it in our toes.  And when the seeds are growing, we'll plant the world with love. There is an opening in the heart that plans above.  There is a place, we call spirit above all.

Now what do you think, God has done with you?  We are the reckoning of all our mistakes and views.  But we are the children, who still need guidance from you. Great Spirits hold onto us, and know we are here to love.  Great Spirits hold onto us, we are here to heal and give.

The sky is above me, yet I can touch the night.  Don't you realize, that God is here to fight.  We are teaching breathren, how to become one blood.  We are the children, who travel the stars.  We are going home now, not too long, I (christ consciousness, oneness) am the cause.

We could be laughing, but we tend to hate.  What can we do now, if we don't plan too late?  I want to tell you, it's prayer that leads the way.  God does fill us, with loving words to say.

Yesterday, I walked along the hill.  I realized it's over (orange rolling hill), and another one to fill (yellow rolling hill).  It's the time of reckoning, to alleviate all sin, if we could realize, it's for all of us to win. 

And my heart, well it's couldn't get any bigger than it is.  I love the children, and dance like I should.  But too many they don't feel like the whisper in the wind.  They long for torture, instead of forgiveness, they could win(d).

Ceremony and prayer, is the guiding way home.  Remember to pray, while you're walking along. Can't you believe it, it's time to go home. I am looking forwards, to another place to roam.  My heart does float on clouds, that begin to wane.  There are the tears, that long to have a perfect home.

Come hold my hand, come dance with a stand.  Give up what you hate most and start to love the land.  Helping your brethren, will pick up the pace home, but if you don't realize, that prayer is key to the storm, they I will be seeing you, in the next time.  I will dream forever, that you will not be so blind.

There is so much to be said, but I know, it's a hard road ahead.  Fire from the sky will light a portal in disguise, and we shall open windows, to far off distant lands, if we can remember, that God is here to command.  And prayer and your blessings, are all that makes the stand. (end)
 
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman (crystal, yellow, green, gray, Lakota-Stand, Nakota-Embrace), your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray, Dakota-Wind, Objibwa-Mouth), your Father Red Hand for the Heart of Lakota Rick Two Dog (crystal, orange, aqua, gray, Lakota-Stand, Dakota-Wind).  The Red Road is the Law of Love.
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There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 
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!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Emptiness Give Me A Breeze, Come and Dance and BEE With Me!


Sacred Drum Beat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, Elder Lavender Person, Holiness, 
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Christal Person, Iyes(h)ka or Interpreter

For the Heart of the Spirit of the Lake, the Nakota, Dakota and Lakota People, Rainbow Clan, Ordained on the Western Shore

Sacred drumbeat begins

Come and dance, and bee (the impossible flight) with me.  Come and feel true liberty.  Where to go and where to run, the heart of knowing who's the sun.  Can't you feel the time has come, to end the bloodshed this one last time.  Don't you know, the rising seas, where the heart brings liberty.

Follow footsteps into the globe, tear my heart out, don't you know.  What can we do, to bring you home?  I say, glory is an open shore.  One more footstep we do heel
(heal the past to move forwards).  There the land, is for all to feel.  What makes you think, that God has won, when our brothers run from the sun?

My heart seeks a dawning day, to bring mercy in all we say.  The glory of god is coming my way, when you see all the shores are family. Come and dance and eat with me.  share the bread of good company.  There we are reckoned by the sun, the place of where my heart does rung!

Mercy is what we shall do, for those, who don't have a clue.  What do we do, when God is undone?  We must show, the world of love.  And when they choose to walk away, we must choose, the loving day, when we walk towards them, to fight for love, and say, My God, you are my SUN. 

Come lets dance and play all day.  Come lets give a song to pray.  Come and share divinity.  come and bring the heart to me.  There my life, will start again, when the raining of the fall will win.  And I will bring them home to you, the heart, that has a perfect view. The heart, that has a perfect view.

Sacred drumbeat (change in pitch)

Blue (loyal royal kinsmen) and white (united four directions, star), come to me, greet the dark (heaven, where the sunlight from within grows), and gift the heart to sea, the land of heaven, has come from above, to be the hand with so much love.  And when we saunter, to and fro, we think, we have all what we need to know, but we are here, to gift our love, to our Brothers, our Suns above. 

And now it's time, to bring us home, where Sisters law is loud and heard, the Song of Divine in Angels sing, the heart of those, who know it's spring. Blossoms everywhere we go.  Can't you feel the awesome know, there my heart bends to and fro, the law of love, is where we go. The law of love, is where we go (the red road, the embrace of the flesh, caring about thy neighbor).

I have to say, that I feel undone, where emptiness, has much to fill.  I want to feel my heart again, where glory has a way of win.  and then we look upon the shores, the place of judgment that's for sure.  And when we think, that glory is gone, it's time for us to move along.

Down the river and back again, up the shores, where mountain's sing, and then the river, will call you name, the place of where we bless again. the place we know, we bless again. Follow footsteps to and fro, there we long for all to know, that a perfect heartbeat comes to you, the breath of life, in all we do.

Take my hand, and feel the breeze, the place of longing, with disease (the impure ways of this time, emptiness needing to be filled), and when we unite a healing is done, to carry out, a perfect rung, the steps to evolution calls our name, to be good children, and love the game, and spread joy in all you do, when God has levity (less weight, therefore free to fly in the spirit) over you.  When God has levity over you.

There the heartbeat knows the song, the place we think we move along, but when we don't look past our suns, then how can we think, we are the rising sun.  We are east and west it's true, the place of the perfect view, but we need loving arms that embrace, to bring us perfect grace. to bring us perfect grace.

To bring us perfect grace, and sing the heart, that needs to race, the breath of life, and song we hear, the angels calling, that we fear.  And we can open all to sea, if we trust our family.  But if we walk away from them, how will we find the raging seas.  The heart of you and me, the blue that's true, to thee......


Sacred drumbeat ends



Sacred Drum Beat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, 
your Father Red Hand, Elder Lavender Person, Holiness

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, 
Elder Christal Person, Iyes(h)ka or Interpreter

For the Heart of the Spirit of the Lake, the Nakota, Dakota and Lakota People,
Rainbow Clan, Ordained on the Western Shore
Title: Emptiness Give Me a Breeze, Come and Dance and BEE With Me!



God has levity over you:  LEVITY - upward, outward force the opposite of which is gravity.
Levity: Spiritual Theosophical Dictionary on Ethrobacy


Ethrobacy (Ancient Greek). Lit., walking on, or being lifted into the air with no visible agent at work; "levitation". It may be conscious or unconscious; in the one case it is magic, in the other either disease or a power which requires a few words of elucidation.

We know that the earth is a magnetic body; in fact, as some scientists have found, and as Paracelsus affirmed some 300 years ago, it is one vast magnet. It is charged with one form of electricity - let us call it positive - which it evolves continuously by spontaneous action, in its interior or centre of motion. Human bodies, in common with all other forms of matter, are charged with the opposite form of electricity, the negative.

That is to say, organic or inorganic bodies, if left to themselves will constantly and involuntarily charge themselves with and evolve the form of electricity opposite to that of the earth itself. Now, what is weight? Simply the attraction of the earth. "Without the attraction of the earth you would have no weight", says Professor Stewart; "and if you had an earth twice as heavy as this, you would have double the attraction".

How then, can we get rid of this attraction? According to the electrical law above stated, there is an attraction between our planet and the organisms upon it, which keeps them upon the surface of the globe. But the law of gravitation has been counteracted in many instances, by levitation of persons and inanimate objects. How account for this?

 The condition of our physical systems, say theurgic philosophers, is largely dependent upon the action of our will. If well- regulated, it can produce "miracles"; among others a change of this electrical polarity from negative to positive; the man’s relations with the earth-magnet would then become repellent, and "gravity"for him would have ceased to exist. It would then be as natural for him to rush into the air until the repellent force had exhausted itself, as, before, it had been for him to remain upon the ground.

The altitude of his levitation would be measured by his ability, greater or less, to charge his body with positive electricity. This control over the physical forces once obtained, alteration of his levity or gravity would be as easy as breathing. (See Isis Unveiled, Vol. I., page xxiii.)

(See also: Ethrobacy, Theosophy, Spirituality, Body mind and Soul, Spiritual Dictionary, )
Thank you http://www.experiencefestival.com/levity




Warriors of the Earth  
 
 

There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills.  I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up.  We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).