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Thursday, November 24, 2011

Sacred Rolling Hills Set Me Free

Sacred Song Blessings for Choheiah (Running Free also known as Screaming Eagle)

I come this day to show my heart the way. I know it's golden (a light from within shines) if I show the waves. I need to glow out to the people today, I have much to share. I will glow to be aware. When skies are blue and my soul is looking for the hues. I seek a path of knowledge that will last. I look upon my people, they look like gloom, because they don't know how to swoon. If they could fly, then why oh why (seek all reasons), the soul could touch the heavenly roof. And I could be a heart in need (asking others for help), where heaven got my start.  I come this day to show my bow, to humble my destined heart, I know I need to take a hike into the golden clouds (spirit flight). Show me Great Spirit how!

There upon this sacred rolling hills, the waves can set me free. I know it's part of my destiny. And where it's gone (no more rolling hills) a moon clutters the sky to see (the reflection of our lives), but it's just a leaf (relative of the blue), my relative with tears of disease (on the red road where we suffer for love). And if I could touch the soul upon who looks at the moon (heaven and earth), I could see, the heart needing relief (circle of life, we are one/ness).  And yet the sun falls down each day, the moon never goes away, always showing her face (even in the day).  And when I shine to look up at you, my heart is through the garden in bloom (woman's heavenly), I am walking with you in the garden sow true. I can hold my love to you.

And light is going blind everywhere (ignorance), sow much to dew. Sooooo much to chewwwwww (digest information overload). And when I share my soul this very day, I will fly away, into the heaven's to make it a new day. And if I could I would rise again to play, the holy waves, that share my heart to say, "The glory of the sun with the moon, now that can heal, and bring us into spells of glorious real. And gardens in bloom, will always grow, just a wonderful magical show." Can it bee (impossible dreams are known), I want harmony (Grandmother to love me, the Sun Dancer). I want to share my life with thee, my relatives in the sea.

I gift to all my sacred heart the beat that rumbles the waves (heartbeat on the red road of rainbow colors). I want to say, glory is here to stay. And if I share my soul with you my relatives in the winds, then I will bee (dreaming), a glorious leaf (great circle). I will bee, a glorious leaf. I will bee.... a glorious leaf. (whispering) I bow down (bending at the waist and folding one arm).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums
Thank you for your wonderful heart, I bow and praise....

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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!

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