"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!

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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!
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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!
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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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Friday, January 21, 2011

Blue Glow of Eternal Bells

There is a flying clown in the air today. Always looking at what I can say. And I need to forgive that day, when my tears washed it away. My heart is still. My soul feels lost, but I got to know where to start. Because time is willing true, my heart is near you, I am BLUE (heart of the world, where light is reflected into dreams).

Heaven come inside of me. Come feel the heart in the breeze. I know the sun does glow with me, just feel the light float away in the breeze. I want to feel like a butterfly, looking higher than the sky. And I know it's time to swim. Now I know, I have real kin.

And my soul(s) are always sweet, because I have a song to greet.  If you only hold my hand. I will be there to understand. 
In the mornings they are true, when the light floods out of you. Just realize, I feel it too, I am the part, the heart of true. 
Where we go, we journey in, where there is heaven, the winds begin. 
I am going where you do flow, because my heart always knows.

Here I feel all is the true, when my heart looks out for you. And I need some time to feel the winds, when I hold it all in. There I go, my embrace does flow, just look out the window, "glows". I 
will be there remembering, when my heart begins  
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and there it will glow!




White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings your Twin Deer Mother (crystal, yellow, green, gray) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand Drums (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray). This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Lisping Wise One our Eternal Bells (blue, magenta, yellow, gray). The Golden Path starts in Heaven and Descends towards Earth with the Greatness of the Soul. Blue road cross red, to share all that's said, and now we fulfill our dreams, for kingdoms of golden dreams, where goodness does live, when a heart does what it should, a heart that longs to love, just because! It's the law of the Red Road, love thy neighbor as thyself. 
Merging Galaxies!
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! 


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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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Winter Time Bird Feeders


Hello Relatives,

Wanted to share with you something I started doing last winter. I feel such a connection to our feathered friends and I have many living here in the trees and bushes that my husband didn't cut down yet. Hopefully I will be able to catch some photos and add them to this.

I always put out dry bird food, but someone told me that I should not feed birds in the summer because they have plenty then and if they don't have to hunt for their food they will get lazy and not bother looking for food if they know its always there. Not sure if that is true, but I slacked off feeding them in the summer. 

Well I heard that those suet bells are really good for the birds in winter because it gives them some extra fat to keep warm. Anyhow, one day I got the idea to make my own. There is probably already directions for this online, but this is what I did. I rarely cook with fat, but sometimes I have bacon grease or leftover coconut oil from frying chicken and thought I hate to throw this away, then the proverbial light bulb went off and I started saving the fat in containers. So I got a big bowl and put some dry seed in and mixed some of the fat, I don't measure, I just eye it up, you will know when it is good consistency and I used 1 pint plastic containers to pour it in. The first time I put strings in, kind of like when making a candle, the string is like the wick. Then I store them in the frig. 

They harden up a little and pop right out then hang on the tree and watch the birdies have a breakfast party. So it passed their taste test. You can use whatever size containers you have, but not too big and any fat will work as long as it is the kind that gets semi-solid at room temp. Even make tiny ones in ice cube trays. You can use string to hang or just wedge them in the branches, that is what I did this year, and this is also an easy craft for the kids too. Just remember to keep them chilled. Of course if you have squirrels, they will probably eat some too.

Love and Blessings
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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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