"Let the truth be TOLD, not SOLD"

There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law (love) of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free!

"I Bless Myself" and "I Bless the World"

Remember when we are deep in the mire, simply light your fire.

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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

"Today I Call From My heart", Lisping Wise One Cries Out


(Hello, Click play to turn sound file below on, follow along with lyrics.  Sorry for the inconvenience. Please stop page player on upper right of page. Thank you. Elder)

~~~~drum begins~~~~

Today I call from my heart. Today I call from my heart. Today I feel the radiating part.  The sun does shine in my heart.  I can feel the waves flowing. I can feel the waves glow. I can feel heaven sowing, inside of me. Everyone is learning to understand. I will be there to help loyal man. I will share my vision too, with everyone who wants the knews. It's time for heavenly to bring charms into the seas. Let me bless you today. Let me sail the holy waves. Let me share my heart with you. Let me cry a river too. I want to share my mission fame about the glorious gain. I wish to bring you home to where we are teh rolling stones.

Can you feel me close. Can you feel the most? Are you a beating heart? I want to feel your part. There is much for us to dew, inside of what we think is true. We must finda sailing sea, inside of the heart of even our enemies. We must learn to love this world. Bow down and care about this herd. We must share a safety net. We are born to keep it wet. For the clouds will shine through, glory has a hold of you. And my sunshine will bring you home to bind. There is a chance for everyone. We are connected under this sun. And when we are tried and true love is new. We learn to grow. And when we find the waves, all we say we learn to grow. And when we share our hearts, we will deliver the parts, taht is needed today. That is needed all waves. We are together they say, one rolling hill in time we pray. Yellow gorge inside of me (dreams I sea, envision freed). I want to share my heart and be free. Where there is a gospel to every tune. I want to sing it out and bloom. Share with me. My family. Share with me all that we grieve. And the story will come true. We will know about the knews, when we share our hearts in tune. Glory has a way to swoon.

Pick me up in Rainbows. Pick me up to sea. Hold me close to visions, within, for eternally. And the streaming is rushing by, the river it knows it's cry. I can feel it shout at me each day. Only if everyone learned to bow and pray. We could find our way. 

(silence)

I can feel my heart in tune, with every single groove. I feel the channels low. I feel the channels high. I feel the waves in my eyes. I can feel you. I can feel the world too. We are making homes for everyone. We are sharing this world, to make it a favorable tool. We are sharing this world, to bring us home too. Where the heart is blooming and the sharing is k/newing, all that we dew/do each day. All that we share our praise.

When we don't know what to do, we always seem to attach upon you. And when we share our hearts instead, we find another way to bled. I will suffer for you everyday. I will show you just how to praise. I will lean on you for love, because that is the way of the doves. And when you attack me like you think you dew, clinging to the hate inside of you. Then you don't seem to understand, we are all mortal and of man. Tell me true, don't you want happiness too? Don't you want to share the blue? I think we must forgive each day to learn to shore another way. And when we don't understand, help the relatives on this land. Love will care about each child, when we learn about that dirty mile. Heaven says, "I need you deep, inside the seeds of the rocks and trees". And when I flow, I will know, all the stones really want to glow. I bow my head today. I share my heart to say, love is the only key to destiny in you. And when you attack me like you dew, I know it's the way you think to get through, yet you are stuck on the phase of time, when you did not want to learn to chime. 

It's all changing in the winds. It's all changing to begin. It's all changing in our hearts. We are learning to do our parts. And with everything we grow. I hear the suns of men will blow, into the winds of time we share. Heaven is near. Heaven is sheering your heart. You will eventually do your part.

WE love you all in the blue. Blew, bleu (freedom ring), bleu.

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drum beat goes on strong, the heart is captured in the song
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White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for our Sister of the Blue, Lisping Wise One our Eternal Bells. We bow with you.

soundfile: 01072014HeartoftheBlueLispingWiseOne.mp3 

http://www.divshare.com/download/25009120-b95

Sister Lisping Wise One, Realize that I was typing and singing at the same time and could not gift the full heart song winds for you. However we have lyrics as well on this post. Sending you love and blessings, your devoted Sister

lisping wise one blue of you and me: thanks so much, been a long time
 
White Buffalo Calf Woman Twin Deer Mother: recorded, but it may hear all the typing. and would like to sing from your heart in another ghost walk song. I feel I need to keep it up for while longer. Yes, my love.  

Your heart is wonderful and favorable in the eyes of God.

Ah, I noticed something in your song. The exchange. I will forwards this to you, to help understand the exchange. When your Jerry (husband, indigo with lavender overlay, Crown Prince, frequently what men do to women in this stage of evolution, unknowingly) insults you, he is cleansing himself. He doesn't know how to cleanse himself. But you do. The heart has knews, the singing will help you my beloved. I love you and will talk to you real soon. your devoted, White Buffalo Calf Woman

lisping wise one blue of you and me:
thanks for listening, love you too

White Buffalo Calf Woman Twin Deer Mother

lisping wise one blue of you and me:
thank you, love and blessings to Holiness David, too

Bless this day in every way
Bless the sacred cold and ice
Bless our steps of dance and play
Bless the struggles and strife
Bless the loneliness of the day
It will all turn out nice


Lisping Wise One sings

The exchange of suffering! Abuse or Prayer?

On Sat, Dec 28, 2013 at 7:23 PM, Pte San Win Wbcw wrote:
Pte San Win Wbcw commented on A. Sh.'s post in Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy.
Pte San Win Wbcw
Pte San Win Wbcw 7:23pm Dec 28
Relative A. Sh., your response is defensive, rather than uniting. I asked you to share, not defend your position. Put em up, you need a fight? I know most of the world acts this way, especially on facebook and even USA. Do your forgiveness blessings to resolve this behavior. I know you have many to forgive, as the rest of the world does. This is the issue at hand, reduction of suffering for the whole world. If you feel it, one must participate in it, thus you share your images (exchanging suffering), yet do not share your blessings or prayers with the world (exchanging joy). When we feel greatly, and do not participate, we are left with a default mechanism, more suffering. Suffering does exchange in order to reduce suffering. Let me share an example. If a man hits a child, the child goes out and hits the dog and then the dog goes out and bites the cat, etc. The man was hurt and he had to remove his hurt, so he gifted his hurt to the child and on and on. If the man reduced his own suffering through forgiveness and blessings daily even hourly, then the exchange would have been known sown within. If the man does not reduce his own suffering through spiritual prayer blessings, then he must reduce his suffering or exchanges with abusive behavior or gifting his pain to another. When the world feels pain and suffering and we allow them to exchange their pain and suffering with us, without protecting ourselves with prayers, we will continue to exchange with others, harming them and continuing the cycle of abusive behavior, really unknowingly. Sow my Brother, share your prayers and blessings, to know the exchange is healing the world. You are a great participant in the dreaming. Share your heart to recognize the tears of suffering and to exchange it with tears of joy, to heal it. This is the great shifting of our consciousness. Work on your daily cleansings of your own spacial fields. When I am feeling hurt or sad, I realize, it's time to participate, I begin to sing or dance to heal the world. Feeling is communication of the heavenly soul. Let us realize that our souls are speaking to us and need our help to resolve the suffering others are having and cannot resolve on their own, thus they have called on the phone/wind and we have heard their calling. Do we pick up the phone and pray and bless, to exchange. Or do we invalidate or refuse their suffering? (and they continue to abuse). Love is the muse, the laughter after all the falls/bowing. Your devoted servant sends love and blessings to your door, where your heart touches the shore, the neighbor who needed more, each child looking for someone to adore. My embrace for you, my relative at the shore, where the blue waters of the sky and earth come to more/mores/values of kindness, heavenly virtues for all to implore, love knocking at your sores. White Buffalo Calf Woman standing on the shores to and fro, where the winds blow! elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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A. Sh. 6:45pm Dec 28
Neither I am suffering personally nor I am sad. But my sadness and my suffering is due to the suffering of the humanity...respected Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother.....
Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother
Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother 6:05pm Dec 28
Relative A. Sh., address the group and sign your posts. Share your heart as well. Why are you sharing this? You have now posted twice about great suffering. Are you in Great Suffering? Share more, with your heart and not your head. Learn about forgiveness. Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy ps. are you spending time in holiday (in joy)? are you gathering with others locally (to spill your tears)?



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Now I know why I am important in the world for God our Father.The deeper my pain, penetrates into my soul,the one inflicting me,the more goes deeply my souls pain,in the divine Universe,my pray and weep will be heard in heaven.

A beam of light the sky,
captured by children's hands.
Imploringly stretch upward
watch searching for the light
You can not even take it
one has it dropped
Eyes shine like the stars,
they look at you quizzically
because,myself on this earth
no one here likes me,no one more loves me?
Dear God your gives me,the life
but people are,not good
Come and get me back
I lose,the courage here.
The light beam wraps that child
and lets it ,alone again
inquiringly,the child looks upwards
Dear God, where do you live?
No response, no light,
sad stays back,the child,
in the world,which it not understand ....
that one child longs for love.
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All our Relatives, Please, Please join Us
in the Holy Ghost Walk, Gathering in Homes!

 New moon January 1, 2014 aligning with the sun

(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
 From the darkness we arise a heavenly child, a divine light from within.

Image of a beaming field by Grandmother Upon the Hill, a gray child, 
streaming stones among the mountain tones and buried bones,
 the Suns are born (children of the rainbow clan, all our relatives, the spacial fields). 

Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,  

You and you and you and you and me too. There are only a few more New Moons (re/birthing) to go, until we start to flow where it's the spiritual growth, the Great Push (January 1, 2014). We need you to share and shine, to bring in wine, tears divine. We send greetings and blessings as we join together in this dance, the Holy Ghost, the Spiritual toast, we greet you to the sky and back to the why, where we say, forgiveness is treasures, let joy overcome. Tonight it's a way to let love under ONE. We cherish this world, because we are SUNS, each child, each enemy, each parent with a child. All the the little creatures, the rocks and the sticks. All the little varmints (rats, social interrogatory) which pick up the holy wicks (spat, now let's go to work), sparking the willing to have faith in a song, where are all together, moving along. We send blessings in this song. Let your hair down, sing and dance abound. For it's the spiritual soul within that leads and says, Holy to my Spirit, for I am going to bloom. I will share with this world. I will shine until NOON (inner brightest like a Star). We will become treasures when we pray along, together in a song, all together God's ONE. All the little spiders, who weave us to cradle the song. Telling us a story, that look out, watch the bones. There planted deeply a treasure under the stone, if we look closer, we might want to shown, love gifts and hooves (kicks and shoves, like parents on a rug).

 Bowing with all our Relatives, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance
(Monthly three day gathering with the family and friends, relatives in the winds)
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”


Dance when heat and cold (mist/smoke of the ghost) find each other bold, binding to bring in the new, the ghost dance comes to infuse, the soul has risen, awaken and driven, the heavenly soul does reign. Renegades put on your shelter (warriors uniform, buffalo armor, rainbow colors purified), because it's turning to helter skelter (confusion and frenzy, bubbling up the soul does reign).  White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
Image by Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, Silver Child

Paradise gleams, the field in the trees, dew in the breeze!
  

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! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com

There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free! http://lispingwiseone.blogspot.com

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Wandering of My Heart, the Rainbow Ark

There is a wandering in my heart. I can feel the holiness of the arc. Heaven hide me, inside this fabulous breeze. Come sail away in the winds with me once more. I will feel you, I will adore you. My heart is full for you, don't you see, I am standing here. I am standing hear, feeling you ever so near.

We are open to all the source of life. Joy is mighty, cuts like a knife. Yet, I am stone, always to the bone.  Inside I feel, the waking of my life, feel so real. Where is the sun, the glory that shines upon me? I am looking for this sun, inside that will set me free. The days are long, but I know I am strong.

When there is welcome to all you say and dew, then love will be the tenderness I dreamed of you, but in my heart, I feel your arc, you think that bowing is along the shore that is knowing.  Don't you see, it's now, and it's heavenly.  I am standing here next to you, my heart does bleed. And when I think of all the love that shared between you and my soul.  I know there is so very much to feel and grow. You bring me life, I know this strife. I will gift my heart to the world, to learn to sow. Let every plant grow.
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings, crystal child and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums, lavender child. Sacred Song Blessings for Lisping Wise One our Eternal Bells, blue child, the heart of the world.



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

There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free!

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

All of the World Needs Love Now!

Here we go, down the rainbow. Here we go, up up to the flow.  Here we go, down to the sky's floor, where our hearts walk towards. Here we go, over the hills and far away, and back again here to stay and play. 



Now it's time for all to gain. Now it's time for loving whims. Come my blue, come home to you. We are waiting for the true blue. Now its time to forgive all, come home to us, my blue, come now don't fall, waiting for you. 


Yet when you stand tall, you glorify your name, put all shame and blame away. Think upon the good things, life does offer each day. Think upon the sails of the winds display. Think of all we are blessed with, today and every day, think of the sunshine, the trees, rocks and all he gave, think of it all the way. 


Right into a heart that heals and praise. We are forever from the Great Spirits arms. We are comforted by all their charms. True blue we need you, we need your light to roll through and bless the waves, your breath is what saves the day.  And all your love wheels us home, right into and under the sun. Come my darkness, find a place, to soar to heaven, with perfect grace. Then we shall know the breath of life, then we shall know, living life.


Come on home, we welcome you true, you take away all the strife and sacrifice, come on home my true blue you. Glory upon the rainbow show.  Glory rebound and splash the bow. We who believe in all our dreams, bless you upon your knees. Come blue, walk with thee (all together please). As the new moon rises, up in the clouds, we can now drop all our disguises, we bless you today, we bless you in every way, when we stand together, there is nothing we can't do (ringing bells).


Whoo hoo, it's the blue, our hearts will be together forever it's true. And when we don't know our way, we lean on others and learn to pray (ringing bells). Come on home and shine today!


Lisping Wise One Sings and White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings, together we are One under the Sun!



Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free!

Lisping Wise One Shares Her Heart!

Wake up to the sorrow all around me. I want to share my heart in the breeze. I pray everyday for miracles to display, but it's a heart always in the sun rays.  If only others could learn to pray.  I want the world to wake up to the glory that lives in their hearts. But they don't know the greatness of their show. always looking the other way, instead of playing here today.


There you go again, there you go again, over the growing pains you display.  And if you could only let go and bless your sacred snow,t hen you will long to be a perfect ray, the sun dance with a heart full of loving rays.


Come gather with me, I am in the breeze.  I share my heart with you. And I will be true, forever the blue, for Eternal bells will ring true. Come share your heart with me.  I will sail in the breeze.  My soul will hold you near me, just set your minds at ease. And when you are alone at night, you think upon all your plight, gift your hands to gether, bow down and pray, and you will find your way.


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Buffalo Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star.  From the heart of Lisping Wise One our Eternal Bells.



Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free!

Monday, February 28, 2011

PerhapsWe Can't See the Forest for the Trees and Don't See the Church for Our Deeds!

Just two little boys walking down this dusty lane...They came upon this old white house...With broken window panes... The paint was faded, the shine was gone...The grass had grown so high...Still they made their little feet, Go see what was inside.

They opened up the squeaky door and then it came to light....This must have been an old church house... Once upon a time. Dirty, dusty wooden pews.... A pulpit that still stood....A Bible lay upon it... Though the pages weren't too good..

An offering plate and song books too... Were lying on the floor. They must have left this old church fast... The day they closed these doors. And over in the corner... A piano was still there, It must have played a pretty tune... But I guess nobody cared.

So little Bill looked up at Tommy... And Tommy looked at Bill... Why don't we clean this old church up, and get these old pews filled?' They took a rag and wiped the dust... To try and make things shine... And then they took the offering plate... And put in it their last dime.

They took a broom and swept the floor... And picked up broken glass... They got it all so nice and neat... And then they mowed the grass. They lifted up the old church sign... And stood it by a tree.... Right down by that old dirt road where everyone could see.

They ran back home, to find Daddy gone but their Momma was inside.. Just to find her hurt again... Where Daddy had made her cry.

"Don't cry Momma, wipe those tears," Little Bill and Tommy smiled.... "Cause we have a big surprise for you... Just down the road a mile." Hand in hand they tugged at her, until they made her run.... "What is it Bill, Oh Tommy, just what have you two kids done?"

And then they came upon the house... Once hidden by the weeds... And there it stood a country church.... Just like it used to be. "But what is it, Mother? What's with your tears?
We thought this would bring you joy.." "Yes, but hush kids now and listen close... My two sweet precious boys."



They both got quiet and stood real still... For the words they heard so true... Was Daddy praying in the church.. With his head bowed on the pew.

"Forgive me Lord! Forgive me Lord! Though I'm not worthy of Your love... Shine down on this sinner man, sweet Salvation from above. For I've been out in the world, you know... Living my life all wrong...Until I came upon this church; the place where I belong. I never noticed it before... All those times I passed it up.... I guess I wasn't looking, Lord.... Or maybe I was drunk..  Bless oh Lord, yes, bless oh Lord.... The one who made me see... This little church that used to hide.... Behind all those tall weeds."

And then he raised his head and stood... With his hands high in the air...To find two dirty, tear-faced boys.... With Momma standing there. They ran up to him, hugged him tight... As their tears fell on the floor.. "Don't worry kids; I'm not the Dad, the one you've known before. Things are different for us now... So keep on those pretty smiles..
And let's go gather people in... To walk down these church aisles."


Then Bill looked up at Tommy... And Tommy looked at Bill...'Come on brother, let's get to work... To get these old pews filled.' 'For we need no special blessing.. For cleaning up this church.... 'cause, God gave us back our Daddy.... And that's more than gold is worth.'

Sunday morning, pews all filled and smiles on every face...Especially two little country boys... The ones who found this place. Though it was hid back in the weeds.... And so far out of sight... Nothing's ever hard to find if you're walking toward God's light.

Author is unknown. "Perhaps we can't see the forest for the trees and don't see the church for our deeds!" brought to Us by Lisping Wise One, our Eternal Bells, a blue person and Rainbow Warrior or Prophecy, alightfromwithin.org.  Please join us at iamasundance.info to know more about us!
 

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There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free!

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