Joannie Mitchell (Woman Who Walks With White Buffalo, Nakota Sister, NE Canada First Nations) buffalo robe: rainbow, aqua, silver, gray rainbow child https://facebook/groups/CrystalIndigoChildren/permalink/618944978214399/ ....................(...10 east ( ...12 ,,,,,,,,, 12,,,) ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,14,,,) Ultimate craving, desire (not mission or great name) 12(3)+10(1)+12(3)+14(5)=3 JOY, joy, let us all play with our toys, dream a good dream to pour out our steam, colors fly everywhere, its a light of decorations we dare, to walk towards those who need to find a vision on their knees/needs. Let us bring happy rain/rein to those in the train, pull towards the vision within, the dreams of love and the winds. Let our hearts dance and sing to bring in all of happy dreams, instead of those who horrify the wings, it is time for loving hens, fighting for a sacred den. buffalo robe: rainbow, aqua, silver, gray rainbow, (violet looking) aqua, silver, gray (she sees a rainbow changing spectrum in the sky, transformation. A Crystal Sun can make a rainbow anywhere as long as there is light or dark spectrum, doth does shine. Rainbow Mother must always change and transform continually the rainbow spectrum, thus a true reverberation of harmonious actions). note: That is what Sister Alicia Cook seeks, but must learn to become meek. Aqua, violet, crystal, gray. Always her (Woman Who Walks With White Buffalo) heart feels so much and she gets all choked up inside, plus she is Nakota (embrace of four directions, more like a birthing center, what is interesting she is a Rainbow mother who births the spiritual soul, how about that), as well as First Nations. Rainbow song: Think I have to look upon the rainbow. All the children waking up to a song. Where there is laughter, there are children wanting to belong. I can feel all the colors of the wheel. Just take this for real. Heaven shows me just what I have to feel. Come down and kneel. We are bishops to the crown. We are joining all around. Hoops are calling to each and everyone. Children lining along the sun. Children lining along the sun. Children lining along the sun. There I will be falling down from the sky, lifting the children up to the clouds to the wide blue yonder calls. We are all daughters (fields, bead/bed of stars from heaven) after all. Aqua song: Where we thought heaven is sought. There is a cloud where rainbows bow. I wish upon a starry k/ninght. Places to call out/crawl out of sight. Places we love in the dark. Come heaven flow down into my soul. Heaven flow down from the sounds below. Heaven flow up to where the sky will show, all her colors and her robes. We are pieces of the might. We are children of the fugue. We are magical creatures, making love to the few/*fue/flew. Tell you creatures out of sight. I know you are there in your might. All the telling in the sky, all those stories that just want to cry. I can feel you deep in my heart, where you wander all apart. Just remember it is time to change, the buzzing bee and the reins. Come let creatures take hold of you, to tell you stories of this view. Times are changing just like the clouds. We are dreaming and its all out loud. *fue: (redirects Ir) Iridium was discovered in 1803 among insoluble impurities in natural platinum. Smithson Tennant, the primary discoverer, named iridium for the Greek goddess Iris en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iris_%28mythology%29 , personification of the rainbow, because of the striking and diverse colors of its salts. Iridium is one of the rarest elements in the Earths crust. In Greek mythology, Iris (/ˈaɪrɨs/; Greek: Ἶρις)[1] is the personification of the rainbow and messenger of the gods. She is also known as one of the goddesses of the sea and the sky. Iris links the gods to humanity. She travels with the speed of wind from one end of the world to the other,[2] and into the depths of the sea and the underworld. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iridium Note: Holy Grandmother Isis Osiris-Horus take a look at this. Silver: Listen to the story that runs in front of me. I can see. I can see. Listen to the story that runs in front of me. I can see. I can see. There is much company. Listen to the birds they want to sing. Listen to the rain, the seasons ring. Listen to the breeze, it is in front of thee. Listen to the song, I want to sing along. Gray: Grandmother stars in your eyes. Grandmother weaves us in the night. Every place blooming in sight. I can dream with Grandmother tonight. Wishing upon the rainbows on the seas, heavenly. Wishing upon the rainbows on the seas, heavenly beams down into the rivers below. And where we are green (spiritual green grass grows along the river of life, renewal everywhere), the passageway always tethers and moans. We are all stones buried tones. All a song, Grandmother sing to me in my dreams. i want to beam. Oh could you hold me tight. i will rock in your cradle tonight. Share my dreams with you Grandmother you have a view. Wisdom shines from your eyes, because love is your might. Shine on our sights. Sacred Song Blessing Tell the world I am coming home. Tell the world I am coming home. To all the children on the phone! I cry in the wind. I can hear your call............ing. Call in the wind. I can hear your balling (tears pouring out). We are all children of this sacred rainbow. We are all children and wake to this show. (be here). Listen for a heartbeat. Listen for a drum. Listen to the occasion for everyone to run. Over fields and meadows. Over rolling stones. We are all together. Let harmony be our song. Cherish all the people. Cherish all the land. We are merging together, regardless what hand. And if you are dealt a good hand and if you are are dealt a bad, just remember this occasion, we are all happy and glad. Children of the rainbow, where we cry our eyes. Let this ember fly down, to the skies so proud. Listen to all the children. We are coming home. We are thunder lightning. We are buried strong. Children of the Rainbow, come and climb with me. We are cherished measures, telling all to seek. Welcome to the land of milk and honey bees. We are all great spirits welcome to unity. Brothers and my Sisters come climb with me. We will touch the diamonds, the skies in the sines we seek. And like stars of thunder, we will burst with love. Tell all the buried treasures, time to wake up and swell. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the heart to streams. Let our vision be grateful to all that we weep. Telling the story that runs through the heart of the Rainbow Mother Woman Who Walks With White Buffalo. And drumming the heart of the people, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums his part to tell the story of this holy arc, the Rainbow starts/sharks (running in vicious packs to push love asunder, torn to pieces or actually, reflections of the truth as beaming clearly lights that you broadcast, in other words, you cannot hide from pure love that views your sacred buffalo robe of many colors).
Posted on: Wed, 05 Nov 2014 05:55:34 +0000
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