Come hold my hand and play today the integrated way! I will be with you eternally, for the Storm's Embrace to be. And I know you need the world to be the perfect reality. And when we dream our songs so sure, we find that we believe!

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings

With a View, the Heart of Me and You!

I bless you. I keep you close to my heart. Come and play with monsters and we will show you how to tame. They are but little children, who think they need guilt and shame, but I say, it's put under and not to be thought of again. We have better things to do now, than walk this way again. Freedom and wisdom that's my only friends. I am the relative to all my world God brings. And now it's time to be good servants again.

I bless you. I keep you close to my heart. Each step that I walk, I think of your loving heart. And I know you are thinking how lonely you have become, but I say, relatives they are coming to bring us home again. Even though, we don't spill words but run inside the wind. We are here to flow with you, inside the flesh and soul again. We are bringing heaven and earth, to the rising sun again. Sow I bless you, every seed in you, that grows and grows and grows. Come lets bless you. Come lets skip to, the heartbeat with an eternal breath of wind. There we will find all that grows, will have a perfect radiant shine, because Magenta, is the center of the whole entire world of mine.

I bless the dancing of the light, and the dark that flow within. And we hope to say, that's the place, the Great Caretaker lives in Grace. And we are lucky stars like copper pennies that offer us release (water-electron discharge-relaxation) into the air. We know freedom and true lovers, who come sacred in all their wells (abundant waters). We will sail into joy if we put the old away, and begin, the heart of the new, the Golden Brotherhood of these days.

I bless you. The days are few I say. And I want you to know, the heart of all of your show. It's the way you move, while you dance like you should. It's the way, you're sure, even when all is not known. We have comfort in you, as you dance and sing as one. We try to emulate you, but we look upon the rising sun. And it's love that pours from you. And it's where we run and few, are as lucky as we are to know, the greatest show is always the horizon, in every part of this world.

I bless the setting and the snow (diamonds, the mathematical perfection). I bless the rising and the hoar (permaculture of diamonds, the crystalline stone river, like a geode or a crystalline agate growth inside enclosed in circumference). I bless the greatness and the small. I bless all them after all. I bless the streets of sin again. I bless most everything I can. I bless the ways, you summon me, to show me the way to liberty. Show me, the way to be warrior pure. For you are here to be the truth (crystal people, we speaking) and we are the door, Magenta (we speaking in space, not a moving door, but a passageway that delivers movement, the bridge over troubled waters, between two realms, a threshold and place to cleanse the flesh and the soul/bless before you cross over into the other realms) the Center of the World, who knows the sun, when it glows.

I bless you, when high and low. I bless you when all is stark. I bless you, and then I bless you, to say, that God (G_ah_d: the utterance of the voice, from heaven, that transmits. Story Sharing) is home. To say that God is home. To say, God is really home. Finally another day, to wake up and enjoy our ways, to be filled with love each day, to be responsible for only our hearts to play. There we find a new dawning day. There we walk into the hills of yesterday, to find new blossoms and forever rolling hills, to say, my magic has only begun to grow. To dance like you! (the magenta person). To move like you! (the magenta person). To have the magic in the rainbows! To have the soul and flesh at home within! To gift the greatest passage booking, to find a boat that sails in the winds. You will guide us and show us. You will be there too. You will show the world how, to have a perfect view. The rainbow at the horizon. The waterfall standing near. The animals and beasts are churning, on what's next to hear. We lie down in sweet meadows. We gift our hearts to God, and then we wake up refreshed again, to fight another day. To fight another day! To be the Rainbow Warrior, to fight for LOVING WAYS!

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Monday, April 6, 2009

Awaken Holy Unity

April 6, 2009
The Realm of Earth, who reaches the light of Holy unity,
awaken to the sacred way that reaches the light above.
Heaven has come home to the Rainbow Colors!

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First (red road, the law of love) the darkness (female, spirit) met (orange, seed, self as part of oneness) the light (2) (male, flesh). They traveled on a path together and behind them was the past (3) (yellow,dream, three makes a reflection of light, a petal on a flower unfolding). Ahead, their journey together (green, spiritual embrace, oneness future looking forward leading the spirit, the green grass flows). Then they had a dream, a child was born. Joy came, a family was born (blue, relative, home is where the heart is, in the reflection of our loved ones, out of the blue came you and me, flowing fountain of life gathered together like the oceans), the reflection of the heart was born. They needed protection, a warrior (indigo, perfect soul, rainbow warrior who could see the future and truth of the spirit), who could defend the perfect house of God, the loving family. They reached outward to the Heavens with their heart's voice (violet, expression, strength of oneness story of courage and faith, the love that bonds) and a song to greet the light (holiness, walking the sacred way of love, having reverence for the journey of the flowing eternal); here upon the underworld called Earth we sought the new world, Heaven above. (ascending the flesh, as looking into heaven) And now, the light has touched the darkness once more and returned home again. Here we know the gardens (holiness, where dark meets the light, a fire is born, the water babies flow, life) of joy and pain. The knowledge of the reflection lives our hearts. Remember, the past (joy or reflection of the dream, yellow - the golden age, heaven and earth story) is the journey after the light and dark (holiness, greeting the sun, awaking after the long journey of past memories, finding love and the remembering of what was, the heartbeat of the never ending flow of oneness, we call G-ah-d, meaning the voice of heaven's heartbeat) meet. If we wipe this away or bury it, our past, then what do we have? We have our hearts reflection. We must make this walk, the truth of the heart, according to the laws of Heaven (soul) that is now upon us, the sacred way on Earth (flesh).

It is a Woman, the Soul world of Heaven; remember she started it all. She was the law of love who demands that Heaven's will be known on earth with safe passageway. This is the perfect law of red. And this is why it is called the Red Road, the law of love. This color Red often radiates the lesson for others to choose, "Do I use love or do I get angry. " Many of the Rainbow Colors wear Red, due to the motion of their own color in the fires light. The Sacred Way receives the other, with validation, to understand the relative and to serve them using a moral code of loving ways. Upon us all, the light has come home again to complete the circle. Blessings are known again when the heart beat is remembered. Holiness is the Master Drummer. The darkness of the past has now seen the light. Awaken. Welcome to the Dawning!

What do you do now with your flesh, the light of the fire? Well (of life), the soul acts harmoniously with the Oneness (sacred hoop of life, the journey). And you, the darkness (woman, soul), the fire tender (dreaming at night, rest period to reflect, embrace of this light, spiritual flight to freedom done in the darkness) is learning to be perfect. Others (reflection of the light, flesh) teach us to realize that our heart knows the law and this is the way. If we could only trust ourselves. Even love thy self. When with those who do not practice love, look at them and ponder, "S/he does not know love. I will teach her/him law. I will care enough. I will be their relation. I will give her/him a chance to be their perfection. Until they find their heart again, I will guide them back to their heart beat , the flowing eternal heart beat that rings freedom from suffering and flows with joy. Follow the Red Road the law of love, with reverence for the burning fire's light. You are Perfect, the very image of God, during the third yellow rolling hill in evolution.


Accredited to Willed One , Elder Magenta person (safe passageway)
Edited by Holiness David , Elder Lavender person (uniting love)
Written by White Buffalo Calf Woman , Elder Crystal person (reader of the rainbow colors)


The Heart of
Willed One Whispering Silence
Prayer Song

Down in the valleys come the mighty doir,
(freedom's style, the law of love)
came by staking a claim.
I take the mighty sword and I put it away.
And there where I lay it down, I pray.
Where can the mighty go to play,
if we don't touch the ground and believe in the day?
My heart will have warmth from Mother's dear ground,
if I look inside and learn how to pray.
My strength is the plenty of all my staking days,
the wisdom of all the past times.
And i know the books of life can go any which way
but its always so exciting along the way.

We the Greatness and I can be this,
for the world knows no boundaries that's for sure.
But willing, the mighty who pick up the sword
to sever the injustice of the world.
I will be the warrior of Mothers warm heart
and we will bring peace throughout the land.
For the Rainbow's Children will have all they
need, for I will make my staking claims today to the land.
I will return it to her, didn't you say.

We will be servants. We will be Soldiers (warriors)
and Kingsmen (who) will return to their command
for the sword of the mighty stands still in my hands,
when love is known. The ground is pure and the heart of the soul
is known. take care my children. Take care to believe
forI am coming to you once again. Will I be your tormentor
or will I be your friend? Depends on your opening heart.
My love depends on the flowing, the place of the knowing,
the heart of god's mighty hand.
For wisdom comes only when journeys are taken,
and elders will take claim to the throne.
Aho, may your spirit fly!

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