Grandmother Dives From the Sky
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Down the wishing well we flow. Down we go. Come on home to the cell (crystalline form where rainbow lights flow, for the river of our souls). There my heart is flowing good. There my song does flow. I know God is coming home, there my heart does glow. Come and take me by the hand, fill me up with love. Tell my soul, we going home, where sunlight fills the land.

There'd be wisdom coming through, being a sound repair. There is song in all we do, coming home in fear. We can banish all our pain. If we look the right way. We can find our brotherhood, when God is looking our way. There is love my heart can bear. There is looking into the glass we share. I know Great Spirits everywhere are coming to be a family care.

WE can find a heart in love, if we choose the right way. We can offer kingdom's place, when we share our face. My heart sings of brotherhood, when we laugh and sing. We can offer loving ways, when the song is bringing us to clean. Purification look me in the eyes. Show me the right way. Purification look into my heart look at my tears I cry.

There is worship everywhere, but my heart knows the way. I can offer you the truth, if God is really your display. We are relatives in the stars. WE are kingdom come. We are children we need beware, because we do feed the bear. Everyone who doesn't know. You need get down and pray. WE are sacred beings everywhere, but God must make us slate.

Can you feel me? Do you dare? Can you whisper holiness in the air? Don't you look out, from inside your heart? Don't you feel the love, that imparts? WE are going home, and it's a brand new day. WE are going home, to save our sacred ways. There is much to do, lets fight for heaven's sake. There is much to do, for rolling hills they wait.

My love will follow you. I will be there. My love will carry you through. I will be there. My love will carry you new, when you lead the way. My love will carry you through,when you choose sacred ways!

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Saturday, February 20, 2010

Which Way Do I Run? Is it To and Fro, the Dance of Love?

My life is overcome, which way do I run?  I know all is fun if I run.  If I cry.  If I run.  Come and hold my hands.  I will understand.  God is everyone, come let's dance and have some fun.  Glory Bee the day, when my love, saves your way.  I will hold your hand.  And I will make a stand.

It's the heart that runs.  It's a farm that leads the way.  It's the glory of the day, when the sun finds the way.  Come my darling, hold my hand.  I will be hear, to make a stand.  I will long for better days.  I will run and play. You seem to walk away.  But I know your glory is to play.  I know you have much to say, just come here and save the day. 

My love where do you go? I am the perfect snow (crystalline stone river of perfection, where love flows). I will hold your hands.  I will always understand.  Yesterday is far-a-way, but you need to forgive that day.  Yesterday I needed you sow (planting the seeds of love), but you did not glow (the flesh did not carry out the heart).

Today, I will follow you.  Today, I will have a new view.  Today, I grow inside your view.  We are going home to stay.  Glory Bee, the new devoted way.  Glory Bee, my heart can say, I will love you eternally. I will always find thee.  Now is the time, to glue to mine.  Now it's time to find the time.  Now it's time to give your heart.  I will make it start. 

Go ahead and hate my glow (flesh).  Go ahead and hate the flow (soul).  But I will be here anyway.  I will love you through the day.  I will be tomorrow's breeze.  I will love for eternity.  I will always hold your hand, because God always makes a stand. Because God "here I am".  Because I am, the loving hand......

Sacred Heart Song for Grandmother Dives From the Sky, our Two Foot Club, sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, sacred drumbeat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand.



Fire Offers Purification
 

Mother Gives Birth to Joy with Pain and Suffering, the Law of Love
Western Shore
Four Sacred Directions

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time a fire is lit, including the Pipe! To the East and the West. To the North and the South. To the Up and the Down. To the Sacred all around. To the heartbeat and breath (in and out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!
Each day, the heart flows generously to the open hand, God billows sails for us to flow, and when we reach our portal of space, what is divine grace, but the heart of an open door, who allows us to be who we are, where we go and flow.  Where we come to greet the rising sun.  Where we worship the Great Stream, as we are part of this dream.  Blessings every day, offering fire in all we do and say.  WE do gift the purified stream, where the water cleanses every thing.  My relatives I do dream, that I am your heart and the spring.  Here you can come to drink, and know you are the truth of love.  Come and hold my hand.  Come and I will understand.  Come and bee (impossible dream realized) with me, and we shall fly into divinity.  Let us bee, the dreams unfold.  Let us bee the heart untold (to utter).  Let us sing, to know Angel songs, that our heart, wants to come out from our hides and bee told.
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