Fierce Blue Lake Warriors Beat the Earth, Till Blessings Find their Girth!

Blue Lake Dark Warriors (10,003) Sacred Song Blessings, beating the staff to the ground, demanding the blessings of the song, all 10,003 of them.  Thrice, until it was done. This is the Voice of Commands, as this was asked of them, to speak up loudly, as they have done, from the heavens where they began upon the earth, where they stand, to protect the heart of all those, who journey the migration's flow, where the Blue Lake knows.

Come and holler and say a cheer, we are going home.  There I stand to know the roam, the place we call our home.  Which way, we entrench and teach the sail, if we don't cling to the vine?  We know the path of goodness lasts, when we bless the world of mine.  There are sails awaiting for a brand new day.  There are wills awaiting for freedom and glory play.  I know there is time to sail the winds, to experience the play.  The warrior dreams are here to teach, that we protect the way.  The time of evolutions calling is here to find a home, and we are here to stand and roam, to show a better way.

We endure for you.  We hold the world safe for you.  We are cold for you, in the bitter snow.  Down in the valleys of the streams, we go there to protect it all for thee, because the lights needs a home to bee pure, to know not of fear.  There is a place we call our lives, inside the devoted tentacle skies.  And we go to this land, to understand, the ways of hope and endure.  We seek of faith and loving ways.  We seek of royal purification days.  We hold the hearts of those who don't understand, to know the way, of heaven's play.

There is a wonder that is at hand.  There is a time, that glory bee the stand.  And we are going there to be the heart of all who fear, to make them near.  We will teach what is right and wrong.  We will fight to know faith upon the ground.  We shall travel to shadows, who are near, and need a hand to hold, we are so bold.  Then we shall lift them up to bee, the heart of those, without any sleeves (without an embrace) and teach them how to love, and to show God's grace, in a human way (the embrace).  We hold their hearts for goodness sakes.  We hold their thoughts, to know of play.  We teach the wills of yesterday, to bee sacred play, and know the way.  We dream of going into a world, where all is creating without any fear.  And we shall protect their fate.  We shall show them the way, for goodness sake, the blessed ways.

Now we are hiding from all those who don't know.  But we are shielding those who are about to fall.  And we can hold their hearts, to say, "We are going home", a place to roam.  Over rolling hills we do go.  Over the saints who had their fills, and we will all be saints again, marching to and fro, over rolling hills we know.  I am the warrior heaven sent.  I pick up my staff and I have went, to seek the heart, who needs my soul, to lift them out of where it's so bold.  I come to save the wretched hearts.  I come to hold, to never part.  I come to offer blessings to save the way, into a brand new day, a safe and learning way.  We are going to the site of God, the palace grounds, we keep safe for God.  We are the house that never sheds, but wakes up the dead, to learn of their sins, and blow them away (chaff from the seeds).  We are the hands, who always roam, to say, my love will open up roads. We are going home. 

I will keep safe those who are lost.  I will hold those who never depart.  We are the suns of darkness who claim, the open range, to purify all the sins away.  We are the heavenly ghosts sent to hold the land, to make sacred what once was lost.  We are the soldiers who find a way, to bless the hearts, and bring them home.  We are the heavenly beasts who claim the sins, to bring the world back home again.  We are the chosen who do their part, and save the day, to bring a better way.  WE know the way, but get lost when we don't have others who bless our days.  So we will fight for you this day, and you will bless us, to keep you safe.  And we will be a kingdom for all God's children, the perfect place, the palace gates.  WE protect the wind.  We protect your face.  We protect all of God's grace.  We are the blessed of heavenly wakes, the heart that's pure, and oh so near.  We come to show you the way, of heavenly dance, to purify, the world you lost.  And now it's time to show that we the unified cause. Bless us dear hearts.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, for the 10,003 Blue Lake Dark Warriors Who Protect the Girth of the Land around the Blue Lake Pond.

"I bless you" says, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star.

Cheering by the Blue Lake Dark Warriors

Blessing from White Buffalo Calf Woman

I bless the world, where all do dream.  I bless the blue where all do scream.  I bless the heart of knowing how to depart (freedom, walks away with love, a blessed heart).  I bless those who stand, to protect our art (warriors who fight for love).  I bless the warriors who stand so true.  I bless their strength in all they do. I bless the simons (Hebrew שִׁמְעוֹן Šimʻôn, meaning "God has heard." The ears of man, listening -receiving and allowing- or the without, the flesh, the sacred tools of light, the holy temple -skin or hide- of the God within, which contains the soul has taken notice of the heart, now the action is to conceive and take part.") of a new world.  I bless the holler, to the skies so blue.  I bless the song, that lives in you.  I bless the streams, that flow out of you.  I bless the wisdom you choose this day, because I know you are the devoted slave.  I bless the heart of mine so true, because I become the greatness of you.  My dark pure warriors who protect this earth.  I bless your sacred feet, who stand upon the earth.  I bless the wine (the intoxicating effects, of love), that bleeds from you (walking the path or law of love, suffering for others, for that's what love does).  I bless the vines, that cling to you (when we entwine with others, we unite and walk together).  I bless the potency, that gives you strength, how I do know, how great you dance.  I bless the stream of darkness plight (to make pureness, to bring them home, even in their fear), because you battle with all your might (endure for love's calling).  I bless the animals, who stand with you.  I bless the hearts, who know you are true.  I bless the light (impure, who do not bless who walk this earth), that fears your name (for you battle to bless the rest, to bring them all home).  I bless the ones, who come to claim your fame (those who seek and blame, rather than seek and know the humble road, the law of love).  

And I bless you mostly, because of your good heart, your devotion, that makes you never depart. I bless the skies, that shine upon you.  I bless the waters, that reflect so true.  I bless your arms, that defend this world, to bring us back, to a purified state.  I bless you always, for defending the pure.  I bless you cause you take care of the animals too. I bless you, where white light, runs from you in fright, because they are impure, and don't know where to start (in blessings and prayers).  I bless you, because, you are my heart, the devoted and true of the light and the dark. With Golden Warriors in the sky so true, you my Dark Warriors, who protect the blue lake through and through.  The people who are coming, and dance and pray, they don't understand, that you are here today, but we know you come to protect this girth, because God sent you to be devoted and true.  My darlings I love you, beyond the words.  My darlings, so true, I am so devoted to you.  My darlings, my Warriors, who battle to gain, the ground of sacred, regardless of fame, but you bow to the hills, to protect the days.  Into the next place we journey, the next battle field (the Rainbow Warrior who fights for love, the true Dark Warrior of heaven below).  I bless you forever, but I know it's your stay, to plant the seeds of purity, in all loving ways.  I bless you forever, because you are true, the part of the SACRED BLUE, the Lake you keep shining and new!

Whistles, warrior calls, the heart feels, static (forces that balance each other), and moving into grace.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, for the 10,003 Blue Lake Dark Warriors Who Protect the Girth of the Land around the Blue Lake Pond.

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The Sacred Heart of the Blue, the Body (Blue Lake, the flesh, Rainbow Tools of Lights) that Begins the Walk Within You!

I walk towards my home (Taos). I know which way I flow. It's where my heart leads me, that's the way I go. And now it's time to know, where all the songs do lead me. My soul speaks to my heart, "Let's migrate on home!". Days have turned to nights. I glow to know the strife. There we are the sacred hearts, that begins the sacred walk. My talk does lead me there, because I unite with my heart. I am the rising sun, where all is realized. Come and dance with me. Seek the world, I keep. It's the dream we all do hold, but the Sacred Blue does know. There we are the Sun, that rises for the day, to begin the sacred walk, right back to where I begin. I am the song of life. I begin the song of strife. I begin to glow like the sacred storm that knows. I choose, this way today, because God knows which way, the sacred walk and talk does incline, up to the land of paradise. The blue lake people know, we glow and we do go, right where we begin in time, the place we blow our minds. The dreams we are inclined. I'm going home to you. I'm walking home to you. I'm the heart of you, just wait for me, I'm coming home for you!

Friday, February 26, 2010

Fierce Blue Lake Warriors Beat the Earth, Till Blessings Find their Girth!

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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Support Your Local Farmers Market

When you support your local farmers market, you are directly supporting small family farmers and your local economy. You are supporting fresh, organic, healthy and whole food. You are supporting family farming traditions that go back generations, and a philosophy of land stewardship that is fast disappearing with the expanding industrialization of our agriculture.

You get to tell the world why your farmers market rocks. It's easy. Go for it!

An excerpt from a Farmers market contest!

"Love Your Farmers Market" Here's what they're saying:

1. I love that I can meet with and talk to the folks that grow the food I plan to share with my family and friends. I learn quite a bit and feel more connected to my community. (Tikki F.)

2. I support [my farmers market] because it is important to have fresh foods right from the farm to nourish our bodies. Even more importantly the foods and products are local which means we are helping to sustain our local farmers and producers. (Rebecca K.)

3. I love wandering down on a Saturday morning and getting good, fresh products at good prices. I always see several people I know, and enjoy visiting with friends. (Korrin J.)

Alice Waters says this,
“When we eat fast food, we are eating the values of that fast food. And its telling us that food should be cheap. And its telling us that advertising confers value, and that standardization is more important than quality, and that kitchen work is drudgery. This is what is being said. We’re eating those ideas, those values. So we have to come to Slow Food values, and we have to understand that food is something very precious, not something that [comes] after the Nike shoes, the cell phones and the cars and whatever else we decide we’re going to spend our money on. It should be way up there [in our values]. And we either pay up front, or we pay [later].”

Chez Panisse is the ultimate foodie heaven; a restaurant where most of us would be lucky to get a reservation, never mind afford it. Its founder, Alice Waters, opened this organic paradise of a restaurant 35 years ago, at a time when eating organic and locally-grown food was strictly for hippies. Having always cooked for friends, she decided to try and make some money out of her skills by serving food cooked with freshly grown produce and presented in a set menu format (unheard of in America at the time). Initially she went to specialty producers for ingredients because most of the standard suppliers didn't grow what she wanted. Back then, she had a food forager as a member of staff who would find berries and wild leaves. "We used to pick from people's gardens, and from the roadside, and then over the years we started meeting organic local producers and that's how it all started" she said. She believes that "85% of an ingredient's flavour happens before it even reaches the kitchen". To this day she serves a pizza with wild nettles.

Her new crusade is "ecogastronomy", a progamme to educate school children about what they eat. For the last 12 years the restaurant has funded a local school so that it could have an edible food garden where the children grow, cook, learn and eat. As she says "It's about re-connecting to nature, about behavioural patterns and about teaching children the importance of eating well and taking care of the land and themselves." As a result of her lifelong dedication, she was awarded a Lifetime Achievement Award at the recent World's 50 Best Restaurants
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Food and the Hunger for Connection
by Jessica Prentice

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Canada Eat Local Challenge
c’est pas moi je l’jure! • Hit Pay Dirt • Jen and Joey Go Green •

This is something I’ve noticed about local eating. I often have to do battle with my whims. I can’t just open a bag of potato chips when I get hungry, or most other prepared foods for that matter. Food preparation takes awhile and, unless a carrot or apple will do, I often go hungry while I prepare something more substantial. It makes me realize what a culture of convenience I live in. The idea of having to wait more than 15 minutes for food is foreign to most of us. -- Hit Pay Dirt, "Hunger Pangs"

Why Eat Locally?

Our food now travels an average of 1,500 miles before ending up on our plates. This globalization of the food supply has serious consequences for the environment, our health, our communities and our tastebuds. Much of the food grown in the breadbasket surrounding us must be shipped across the country to distribution centers before it makes its way back to our supermarket shelves. Because uncounted costs of this long distance journey (air pollution and global warming, the ecological costs of large scale monoculture, the loss of family farms and local community dollars) are not paid for at the checkout counter, many of us do not think about them at all.

What is eaten by the great majority of North Americans comes from a global everywhere, yet from nowhere that we know in particular. How many of our children even know what a chicken eats or how an onion grows? The distance from which our food comes represents our separation from the knowledge of how and by whom what we consume is produced, processed, and transported. And yet, the quality of a food is derived not merely from its genes and the greens that fed it, but from how it is prepared and cared for all the way until it reaches our mouths. If the production, processing, and transport of what we eat is destructive of the land and of human community -- as it very often is -- how can we understand the implications of our own participation in the global food system when those processes are located elsewhere and so are obscured from us? How can we act responsibly and effectively for change if we do not understand how the food system works and our own role within it?

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Brought to you by Elder Lisping Wise One, Elder Blue person, who knows the view of God's heart as she opens the reflection for all to see what God gifts. We all must learn what it is to feel good and eat what is good, in order for us all to have health and wealth of our bodies and minds. Aho, may your spirit fly!

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Sun is shining and we can see clearly but don't think the clouds will bring the light away, for only the reflection of light is here to stay, no matter which way. if you think upon a stream and wish upon a star, you will find in most everything, the birth of near and far. we are the beginning of all there is if we choose to shine, it's all in the breeze today let us make it mine. the blue of memories come this way, to gift you more and more each day. I hope for miracles that come your way, just look inside and pray.

We are truly all there is, when we look inside and sail away, for dreams come when we look in and dreams will take us away. If you had the wish I had, then relatives we would be. But the blue in you and me knows true that love is open soon. I can open all the doors if you want to stream inside the blue. But if you choose to swim within and not begin the blue, you will find that you will see, only a disease. For longing of a swelling heart, comes when we exclaim each day, the ways of bounty cures our heart when we give it all away. The past we hurt let us give it work and we will lift it to win. The story of the breeze that speaks of how it will shine. "The light of love comes in many ways", the light of darkness says. And my Heaven and your dream space is where we long to be, but if you don't pray with me and bless it along the way, we will have to wait until the cleansing of that day, but I will wait no longer my friend, cause we are going to win.

Relatives come home to me. Come home and feel the breeze. "Which way do I sail", I say. I trust all that wails (follow the trail of tears). There inside that gives a light is what the tears run for, to lift you up and gift you light to know the sacred way. For my loving arms will know that you are here this day and I can always count on you, to always make my day. But if you don't have those around who will lift you to the sky, just call on me and I will feel the breeze and send my loving tears. There when I sleep at night and when I dream each day, I will gift to you my love and show it in display. You are the gift God gives to me and each of your ways. My relative, you are my true, inside the blue, of you and me. Take my heart and know the time is here to let it shine, for God's love is here to stay, just let in today. We can be the best of friends, when we learn to pray. The blessing is what shall free us to be the living spear. We shall conquer all that smells, the distraught and the kind, but if they don't live up to them (selves), then we will let us in. We shall reign upon the land and we shall bring the law. Elders who come to hold your hand, come to tell all that smells. The sweetness of a garden grove is where we head this day, just look inside and learn to pray and lift your heart to the sky.


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Happy Dependence Day?

Greetings Relatives,

Looks like the "goVERMINment" has been busy pushing some scary bills through while you were sleeping again. They have to do with "health care" and green energy. Of course there is nothing healthy or green about them.

As I said before, you can be your own doctor and you will be much better off for it. The best doctor in the world is looking back at you in the mirror. Deny created sugars, avoid vaccines, eat green stuff, move, sweat, be thankful, bless, forgive, cook at home with family, and Big Pharma's sorcery will have no hold on you.

Love & Blessings To All
Lisping Wise One "Eternal Bells"
Elder Blue Person

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July 5, 2009 8:41 AM

Where have all the Flowers Gone?

From the Heart of Elder Lisping Wise One

Where are all the flowers gone, long time flowing. where are all the flowers, long time ago! Where are all the flowers gone, I'm coming home each and everyone, I can see sunshine ahead, I can see roses ahead. and I can see blue skies above and I can see the flowers returning home.

Where are all the flowers gone, long time ago! Where are all the flowers grow, if not in the snow. I can see them everywhere. I can see them in the sky. I can see them fly high. The warriors of the white. And I can see the mighty blue, the greatest ocean of the new. And I can see the heart of you, where all the flowers grow.

Where are all the flowers gone, Long time crossing Where have all the flowers gone, so long ago! Where are all the flowers gone, I come home to each and everyone, where my home lies in you. Where my heart blooms.

Where are all the flowers gone. where has time gone so long. where do I go from here till now. I have come home. Where are all the flowers gone, the place of gardens each and everyone, I know the blossoms grow inside when I gift water to their sides. And mountaintops will lead us home. And glory will show us how, just plant the seeds of time. Just have a heart like mine.

Where are all the flowers gone. where are your sunshine gone, where do you hide your song. when I walk by. Can't you see, I m coming home. Can't you see we are going home, cant' you be the rising sun. and we can find the stars.

We are always blooming forth, we are always going north and we will find heaven's port, when we learn how to play. We will find our brothers heart. We will climb the highest court, we will be with you and me. and relatives we will be. There my heart will blossom forth, there my love will gift a port and I will wait for all to come to know the rising sun. My heart only comes when you are here. And I have you always near. I will be there when you rise upon the morning's night.

I will be there always deer. I will find the port that's near . I will be the love of me, the one who true and blue. My heart will lead you anywhere, everywhere the sun falls near and I will be the guide inside, the heart that knows the way. I will be the rising sun, I will be the the night undone. and dreams will come to you and me, when we realize the leaves. and my relative, I've come home and I will beat the sacred drum and my heart will bleed for you to come to my hearth and the place we roam. The road always leads to here. and I can say, welcome deer (traveling the journey as on a migration through time), my love will last throughout years, when I know I can come home.

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