Welcome into our Hearts, With Sacred Pipe Songs

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) your Twin Deer Mother has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

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 a 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."

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings, Elders Pipe Songs!

Song for the Pipe

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time we bless water's dark and fire's light, included in the Pipe. Let the green grass smoke!

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 (in) and the Breath (out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!




When the pipe comes in your heart and knows where Mother is then we will fly to the heavens and see where God begins, so reach in your heart and find the way, just reach in your heart and sing. Speak all the ones who a
re elder and true, find their way, find their heart that is blue, when we know the song of all the waters that are pure, and the song of all the breathers that flow. And when smoke that arises from Mother bosom's heart, bless the sacred space that always knows the way. Sow heaven when we mistake each other, when we don't know our sacred way, let us help to receive our brothers and our sisters who are pure. Let them know that each other is only, if you both walk on, inside your heart is where we sang upon the road, let us remember this heart we stand, let us remember this one we make our way. Let us remember God 's mighty hand and the sacred way of the fire pure, of the sacred way of the blue that's pure, of the tears that flow for our bounty knows the way.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

12052012 Sacred Pipe Songs, Elders Song and Realm Songs

Sacred Pipe Songs from the Heart of Elders of the Rainbow Clan

Sir Henry Pipe song
There is a place inside of me, I want to rise up to sea. I know the willing of the hearts in me, are needing company. We are always together, the sacred weather, to bring in peace today. I love my neighbor, my sovereign savior, the lord of heavenly waves. I send my love to you, to bring in heavenly views. All the pipes in the world, I bless to make fulfilled. Come and rise to the outer seas, to make sweet harmony. We are together in the sacred dust, heaven watch over us. Heaven watch over us. Heaven watch over us.

Bread of Life pipe song
Leading the traveling magazine, where we want to sea (envisioning and believe). Heaven lean on me forever and a day, to bring in holy waves. Wake up my little children. It's time to sit on up. There is much to dew, longing for the view, inside the magazine. It's time for us to sea, the heavenly inside of thee. I bless all the rivers that flow, the pipes are solid gold, if only you could find your way, then all would be hooray. I know it's time for us to bee, the greatest in the world. Each child is magnificent to behold, because it's time to fulfill. Godly is divine in the seas, where the Angels breath. Godly is the soul at work, harvesting plenty. Let us give our hearts away today, to heal the sick and lame. And all we want is to lean on love, to bring in all the gain. Come children it's time for us to wane (fall down and praise).

Sunlight pipe song
Whence we came... upon this world. Little children in a herd, to bring us to magical worlds. It's a time of greatness, all will shine through it's to be believed. It's a time of fulfillment, the daze is longing to breath. I know heaven leans on me, to wake up to the fall, where children are the willing of all, to bring us to our knees. let us pray for the world. Let us gaze inside the world. Let us become the mighty words, that lean on love this day. WE are children on our way. I bless all the rivers inside of me, the sacred nine streams. I bless all the waking of the moons, to bring us home again. And where the pipes are gleaming golden true, my heart is coming after you. I know it's a place for us heavenly waste (lessons and more lessons, the sacred cleansing is upon us all, where earth is about to fall), to lean on love again.

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind pipe song
We are on a trip to the galaxy. We are on a trip for all to sea. Look out to the world in the view, so much for us to chew.................. Heaven hold all the hands of the little children, help them find a way to get home. Teach them love is the answer to all the questions, to where our souls is on the run. We are moving into paradise, to bring our love to you. We are moving into paradise, to share our love true. When we come to the magical kingdom, let love rule over you. It's time to find the greatness of your chime, the healing hearts in thine. We are more than a subject to warrant. We are more than love in our hearts. We are more than a worshiping vehicle. We are part of God in all the lives. We are children running together like a herd wanting to be free. Now it's time for us to saunter, over to the other side. Let the valley open wide. Let the streams hold us when we collide. Let heaven reign upon the insane, to help them find a way, to bless all the pipes we pray.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star pipe song
Where you are going today, let love show you the way. When we are lost and making our time in the shade, let the tree find the way. Come let laughter hold our hands. Let laughter heal and understand. Let us grieve to know the tears of gold, to bring in brotherhood of told. We are seeking the pipes forever, to stream happily on this sacred weather. It is a time, to make up our minds, to heal the world, our home. When we are listening to the greatness, inside our hearts, it's time to perceive, that our dreams come alive, to show us the holy ride, where magic is all we believe!
White Buffalo calf Woman pipe song
She is the magic in your heart. He is the pistol with a start. We are the fruition of time and space. Let our harmony find a place. We are giving to each other. Let us resemble all the brothers. And when we shining, love is reminding, us to fall on our knees, blessings to all  of this disease. She is heavenly divine. He is worldly and kind. We are forever a family, to bring us together to dine. More for you, more for me, more for heaven, more for the leaves, more for paradise, to hold divinity. We are cherished forever you see. Come family rise up. Come family you will sea. There is time to begin, the waking of the sin, to bring us home eternally. Let every pipe be willing, to be blessed and find it most chilling, that the story is real and nothing is concealed, for heaven is reigning again, to bring us home to the wind.

White  Buffalo  Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums


Elders Song of the Rainbow Clan

Come bow with me, upon the tree. I will fill the world with loving joy. I want to share and shine for thee, the heart of love eternally. We are part of wisdom, let us shine. We are part of the humanity on a dime. We are part of all that is sacred you and me. We are part of this family. rainbow Warriors stand by my side. Rainbow Warriors, ride the skies. Rainbow Warriors it's time to fulfill, all the actions of the rolling hills. I say we are going to bee true one family, when all our soldiers return finally. It's a new dawning a new age, come home to the sacred and the paved. We are willing to be free, the holy bowing of the tree. We are all but family, now we need to learn to run free.

There inside you, we are calling out your name. We are sharing instead of gaining fame. We are true to the blue, the heart of me and you. We are going to the life, where heaven holds us twice. It's a new day to come. Let our dreams succumb. We are leaning on love again, to whisper to all these sins. And heaven hold onto my life, then we can show them how to blink twice. One for the world at their feet. One for the world in the sky we meet. I say it's the winds that blow free. I know it's part of our family. We are learning to live with thee, all of heavenly.

Shine forth a new dawning. shine forth a sun inside of your heart. We will bow to heal your arc. We will bow to meet this start (stark storm). We are leaning over to touch you, to hold you true inside of this view. Heaven lean on love inside of what we call the doves, those who fly to meet peace inside their hearts they are meek. Hold me after you have gone, then all will be a sacred song. Let us fly free, once again. Let us fly free from all this sin. Because we bowed to the hallowed ground, the paradise that is profound

We are sitting by this tree, holding our arms open wide for eternity. We will linger for you, waiting for you to gift the clues. We are hoping to find, a sacred child who can rhyme. Oh it's heaven inside of you, the new language gifts you clues. It's time for us to be true. It's time for us to lean on love through and through. We are finding our holy stance now, because it's happened per chance now, that evolution is calling the waking of the dawning. We are leaning over to show you love will find the waves. Let us hold your heart and pray.


White  Buffalo  Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums


Realm songs (crystalline stone)

northerly winds descending
Wake up to see the sun rise. Fall down to see the sun down. you will find the sparks of life is willing to gift our lives. We are all part of this brotherhood. We are all part of this world. Let us pray and show the way. Let us find a harmonic day.
southerly winds ascending.
Whoo, whaa, whoo, whaa, come to the soldier who can march, towards the setting sun. When we walk we are the stock of barrels roling (roles we play) one. Can you feel the waking dream? I want to show you true. My heart is looking for the sacred place, the sacred line of the true. We are going to battle against you, when you don't know the sacred way. but if you look at me like a stranger, then relatives will find your face. it's time for river to run now, the whoo, whaa, whoe. There is shining forever, the sacred river grows.

upper heaven
Singing like angels sing, to bring in wings of gold. Singing for harmony, to bring us home to be told. It's a magical time. when learn to chime. We are singing for you in the winds. We are giving our hearts to the glory of the arc/ark, the sailing of the winds.
heaven
Where you walk I will talk. Where you talk I will walk .we are together you sea. We are together to believe. Come let us guide the hands of time to bring us home for awhile. What you need to bring in the steve (wreath, crown, honour, reward) the chivalry of the child.

earth
Walk with me. Hold my hands. talk with me, in the garden upon the lands. Here we flow, out to grow, like rivers of snow. (coughing three times then a forth, woe). (very low, throat singing)

lower heaven
Jump with me, upon the seas, where miracles can grow. I find this fire loaded with mire, can't you find the child. I know we are a dancing smile. I send my beat into the wheat. Come chaff listen to the sacred true. Love is imbued.


White  Buffalo  Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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!

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

11072012 Sacred Pipe Songs, Elders Song and Realm Songs

Sacred Pipe Songs from the Heart of Elders of the Rainbow Clan

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind pipe song
There I shine another day. There I bind another day. Just want to chime another day. If only the children could learn to play. There I go, I want it all to snow. There I flow forever it's a rainbow. There I shine, for another day to be kind. Oh my children, don't you know, my love hides (in the darkness heavenly hearts reside). Don't you know, that inside my love will grow. Come inside your heart today, bow and bless and leave your heartaches a wave. Bless all the children, the sky in delight, the miracle of your light. I bless the halls and the green grass too. I bless the wisdom that flows in you. I bless all the suns in the sky today, but if you could, learn to love, in all you dew in the rainbow rays. I bless the places of the gleaming pipes (rays of light), where the water runs with pure delight. I bless the sake of me and you, the heart with keys, towards loving you. And when we shine another day, I will feel your praise. I will know just what you dew, in your loving rays. And if you have heartache, let's find a soul, where rivers are flowing solid gold. Where rivers are running free and fast, my children remember to bless the last. And when we rise up to find our eyes (envision, window pane/ looking glass, dream), let heaven be with us, throughout the night.

Sir Henry Seed of Salvation pipe song
Winter take me by the sea. Hold my hand for heaven eternally. We are deep inside, a river wide. Where streams will flow for the gun to blow (explosion of light). And when we speak our hearts will keep, the river awhile inside we smile. Let all the angels above below, find comfort in the sacred snow, where the seas, come into leaves, let all our kingsmen see, the places we make believe. The magic of hearts conceived. And with each pipe blows, the miracle grows, the helper, the lasting dis-ease (lessons), to bring us towards more than the pleased.

White Buffalo Calf Woman pipe song
Hold my breath, let it out. There is a place where all will learn to shout. Come on in, to where the sailing in the winds, take a stand, for us to make a miller out of every man. Say you know what is right from wrong. Do you lean on love each time with your sacred drum? I think it's time to feel your heart. Don't you walk away, to another smart. It's time to lean on love this wave, otherwise, you won't be bold or save. Heaven takes our hands of time, to roll things over one last rhyme. Hear your breath, the smoke of the tests. Will I find comfort in all of the rest. I say to those beholden, to graves that lean on love. They would would save us, our ancestors of love. It's time to gift our hands now, to prophecy that lands. And if we are to conclude well, that is the deepest stand. And heaven will guide us, with each breath we take, for all the pipes of heaven sing glory and your praise.

Bread of Life pipe song
He is a miller, where he grinds all his grain. We are the baggage, that we do claim. And with each pillow, our dreams will fulfill, all the stables, where the hay is full. Come all my children far and wide. Let our song lift you high in the sky. And when you sail down, just to feel the breeze. Don't you know faithful comes with relief. It's a dream beholden, where angels do fly, there in your heart, the Mother is wise. I say to you, the Great Father fears, all the little children will not bow in tears. Let us be sharing, in all the grain fields. Let us bow down to what is a holy kill (purification and prayers, cleanses the air, like cleaning your dishes, however it's more like cleansing our souls, inside where resides fear). And when we shine for another day to come, let us remember the faithful drum. Our hearts will sing, our faith will bring, Our love will steam the holy beams. And heaven will guide us one more day, when we remember to praise, each pipe each sail, each calling whale/wail, it's time for us to sea, it's time for us to believe (almost without sound, like a river moving farther away).

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings: it's interesting, moving away from the river, but it still roars, even when we snore. Funny we bring up the Miller, he is the one who runs the grind stones.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star pipe song
Hold me closer to the sky, where heaven is open wide. I can feel the pouring down, with so many acting like clowns. If we only knew the bow, the sacred blessing bestow. Then we could be family, where all the heavenly breeze. Let us ride those skies, let us pour out wide. Give our hearts away, to those who need a bowing praise. And when we bless each day, the pipes of green grass will save. With our seeking hearts, we bless the spaces in larks. It's song of heaven that runs inside your heart. And when we speak of angels, we know which way to arc. I say, children of the rainbow, come shine with me and bow. Let us stay a circle, show me all you have is wow. I can say, we share the pipe now, let us bow and gift our praise. all our clothing and our stables, let us bow and gift our love away.

Elders Song of the Rainbow Clan
(I see a slithering snake across the horizon it's traveling from west to east)

I hold my head up to sea. I hand my love out to destiny. I gift my heart for all to sea, the hands of god relieves. We are walking with many majesty. Each a child of rhyme knows how to be free. Just a hand in love in you, will make my heart in a bloom, come catch my soul. Aware for all to be their fold. Gather children around the tree, you will find it's our destiny, to tell the story one more day, to live a sacred place of praise. There is a wonder. There is a grime. Let us be cleansed now, one more time. And with all the children, help them to bow down. They are the welcome, the deers in the crowd.

Let us give praise to the world today, to bring in holy waves. Let us join together in harmony, when we doubt what we say. And when we don't have the miracles, then love will be one more time. It's where we hold the places near, my sparking will hold fear. Let the sun rise inside your heart, all my children show me the way. I will follow you where you bow down , to say another present we praise. and I will lift you up like diamonds, for the shelter of the winds. and we will flow, down a rocky road. If you and me are children, then we must learn another way. To give praise in all understanding, means we must learn just how to save. And with our hearts we know the children, the places we did save. Come lift up our voices another way, when stories are shared in the day.

heaven shine, heaven line, all the receptacles of time. we are understanding to the banding of what is children along the way. And we will shoulder all exposure, it's time to reveal all sacred praise, because it's changing fields are rapid, when smells linger near. We must fly like kites in the wind, to bring in all the tales to begin. And if we could not speak out our thoughts, how will you know which way to field? I say, it's time to get real.

Elders will hold you closer. Bind you to the sacred tree. Elders will know how to be faithful to the living dream. Elders will bow down and give comfort. to all the children in the winds. And when we don't know which way you want it to flow away, then love will reign.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings: first I bow to all my elders, lets all bless right now, holiness send your love and bless the nest, sadness needs a kiss. heavy breathing and relieving, let's give each other hug, and make it all snug, comfort pleased, warm and cold, just right it flows. Aho
 
Realm songs (crystalline stone)

Northern winds descending
Feel my laughter come flow to you. Down from the sky. you are lost and frozen and need a little love. We are coming for you, to show you to fly like doves. Let all the children remember their great name. Let all the children remember without shame. Remember children it's time to litter our souls, with loving thoughts of waves of solid gold. Believe in you dreams. I will bless you. I will bless you. I will bless you. I will bless you. I will bow and be true.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings: I want clean hearts, to bow and impart, clean up with love and law, all is part of the sacred snot of children who need our care, just one more dare, it's not to compare. Realize you are with elders, bow and be grateful clean up your thoughts or find another place to go. We welcome the fold (the clan). Elders are here to learn to demand. Aho. The law of the tree.

Southern Winds ascending
Can you bind with me? I want to feel the leaves. If only you did see, I hold the magic in all the leaves. This means, I look at everyone, just the way, under the sun, where shade parks in your life, what is hidden is revealed to light a spark. Hold on, hold on, to that charm.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Seas: Vision of many trees, rolling down a river, like cut trees, in the olden days, it was a way to cure the trees. In logging country, the trees would roll down the river and accumulate along the shores. And the river was solid trees. All the forest green was gone and only the tree trunks or log where left behind. They would stay in the river for years. This has all changed. But the journey of the tree is showing me, that the law is unity. the trunk binds heaven with earth, the fields of green and gold, bring us to where the song is told. And if we seek out the hairy kary, the masking marry, then we need reveal all to share, the song to make it real. We find glory in the story, when we reveal. Hold it like nails, because it's rust, that brings us to crumbling dust. Aho.

Upper heaven sings
Look at me, I can believe. Look at all the angels in the wings. And we share, we all compare, each a jewel, raving stools. It's a place, where magic beams, with a trace of love that steams. And our breath upon your soul, we hope will bless you to the untold. And let all your dreams fly away, take you new beginning waves. And i send my love out for you, we are angels who stand with you.

Heaven sings
Welcome into my house. Welcome all the shoes. Welcome all the angels to what we shine is true. Welcome to the heavens who cleanse our radiant souls. Welcome to the saviors, inside the children told. Have you come to witness, the soul within is true. Have you come to shine another day, upon the view. Have you listened to the children who shine another ray, for you will be coming back deer, remember to leave with play.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings: how sweet.

Earth sings
What, when, where, I'll be there (laughter). Love, dance, sing, I'll be there (laughter). WE know it's the way to flow, all the animals show us to glow. and the children watch over me, when I make a fool for all to sea. I wish upon a star, that all will be children thus far, and when we sing our songs, let the children feel what's wrong. It's a time of changing, that comes over me. It's a time where we learn to just how to be free. And we are learning to bless eternally, just we are children waking up the run. Forgive us angels when we did not hear you. Forgive us elders, for not giving the true. Forgive us all our relatives, it's time to bring in all the gifts.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings: how wonderful.

Lower heaven sings.
Ho, hey, hah, loh, it's a sailing light show. I can see the fire glow. I am dancing around the sun, just to help all burn. And with each a song and dance, I know its my turn to bless this stance. it's he, ho, my soul grows. he, ho, my soul grows, he, ho, my soul grows, that's my stepping toes/tows.


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 

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!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Elders Pipe Songs 03212012

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind Pipe Song (gray child)

Dance with me, this sacred day. I got to open my heart to pray.  I want to sing glory in the wind. Why don't you come on in.  Listen to the will of the human race. We are making it a perfect place. And if you dance with me, upon this shore, you will find we all adore. Love rules the airwaves. Love rules this daze. Love rules the human face, because heaven is on her waves. There you stand to hold the smoke clear, let the soul rise up without any fear. And we shall find, a ruling heart that binds, to bring us together once again (fluttering sound). Stand with me on this merry-go-round, the single most important pound. Your heart beat knows perfectly, just what you feel in the breeze. Come and dance with me, this sacred day, learn about love will find a way. And if you don't have faith to live, then bow down and break the sound and give. Give your soul away. Say God I am hear today. I will listen to your heart. I will beam to nether of the arc. I will send my love to you. Now child, come and dance for a sacred view. 

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Pipe Song (lavender child)
    

Set your heart in park. Listen to the holy ark. And find a place to see, the rolling hills eternally. come and save your soul. Come and brave the cold. And when we stop to hear the park, that's when we believe. Heaven is here to seize. Heaven is here to believe. Come and dance and sing a song, then we get along. Feel the beat of the drum. Feel the beat of the drum. I think you need to bow with me, bless the sacred nine sacred trees. Hold me close to tow your feelings, because hold on tight it's reeling. When the sun comes up this day, hold my feather and watch me pray. We are children of the sacred sun, listen to my brothers, we are on the run.
 

Sir Henry Seed of Salvation Pipe Song (pipe keeper and high priest, violet child)
    

I want to share with you. I want to share with you.  I bow down to show you, how to blow the fuse, light that fire and be a muse (echoing). We are children on the running fields.  And we bow down to know our heels/heals. We are children looking for  a better day, to fill the world with love and human praise. We are children on the sacred tree. Feel my love in the breeze. And I know the sacred pipes divine, will share the smoke that chimes. Holy are the men who bow down. holy are the woman who frowns. Holy are the children who cow down, four directions make sound. I bless you nine directions true. I bless you with fire I imbue. I bless you with water on the tree.  I know you need me. I share and bless, this sacred nest, because it's time to converse with God's love. We the children are looking for the human race, over the sacred rolling hills. Come share with me, tell me a story please. Come share with me, I will bless this pipe for all to seize.
 

Thunder Horn Pipe Song
    

Listen Children to a story, that was written long ago. Four directions that gifted glory, just for us to knows. And we are the lights of heavenly delight. We are the music in our souls. We are the making of this salvation, because we walk on our toes/tows. Listen children to a story, that was written long ago. We are running over the glory and into the mighty shore. Waves of constanence. Waves of bringing true, the bells of human fun, just for us to learn to run. All of you children are you listening, it's time to be free. You think you know, but it's now a show, love is about to explode. Tomorrow tells a greater story, when we feel it in our hearts. Sing true to the new place, the dreaming of the space, inside our vision, will send us home. Listen children to the story, of when the pipe was sown. We must remember the sacred circle, of what was born and died to hone. There was a day, we forgot our waves. We forgot to pray, till this day. Now we remember we must bow and please, all the relatives in the sacred seas. Listen children to a story, that was written long ago, bring it home for us to sow, to know of glory once more. yesterday was grand. Tomorrow we stand, but now in your heart, you can sow. Plant all your dreams, then watch them beam into the fields of sacred white snow. Remember, it's what the pipe told.
 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Pipe Song
    

There was a day in the memory, that we did sleep away.  Long time ago in the memories, we did know what to sow. We planted our seeds, watched all in the breeze. Now it's time to watch it grow. Listen to the pipe in your heart.  Listen the voice that shares your part. Listen to the circle that bows to the view, one sacred true.  Listen to the daze of what made us pure. We bowed and prayed, to learn about love once more. And in our hearts, we seek our parts, each a rainbow clan member a holy ark.  When we were sleeping, did you not dream of the buffalo? I know it's time for us to run. I know it's about the sacred sun. You are the magic that fills the air. If only you could sea the truth in there. Come my relative, share this pipe today. Come my relative, learn to fly away. Come my relative, bless all that we say. Come my relative, it's time for us to gift. That was the dream that held us firm, now it's fire that burns. Sacred ashes shine to tell us how to bind, to bring the great seas to our shores. Relative, I adore.

Elders Sacred Song Blessing

 Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby. Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby. Let me be free.  Whisper to me, a song in the breeze. Shine heaven shine, to bring you home this time. Whisper to the sunshine. Whisper to the dark. Let the moon show her guidance, the reflection of our lives. Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby. Sing me a song to make me dream. Show me in the falter, I will know the waters of heaven that live inside of me. Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby in the breeze. Count all your blessings, then you can report to me. Whisper to me, a song that sets you free.  Tell me your vision clearly. Tell me what you sea? Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby a song that lifts your eyes. And all that you feel, I know it's really real, because you feel sow free. Whisper to me,  a song from your heart, I know you want to feel free. Love overgrows, for me to sow, the heaven's window exposed.
 
Whisper to me ...... ...... ....... ........ .......... the song that sets you free.  We are going to, the place of a view, the river that sets us free. Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby for my dreams. I want to share with you, in my heart, I have a view. Show all the world, that Elders care. Reaching from heaven, hear we dare. Whisper to me, a sweet song in the breeze. We will feel your heart, when you are sincerely. Whisper to me, a sweet lullaby, we are longing to feel the stars in your eyes. Whisper to me, a place that grows true. You are the children of the rainbow, with a view.
 
Capture my heart, then I can fly away with you. Find a sacred tree, I can bow down with the leaves. Whisper to me, the song that you feel. Free all your fears, and open all the windows to be real. Vision in your heart, show the sacred arc. Whis....per/purr to me, the place I feel in the breeze.
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Nine Sacred Directions, I Bless with Fire, to alleviate mire, the space that needs some grace, when I light up and purify this space! ~ White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time we bless water's dark and fire's light, included in 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 (in) and the Breath (out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Elders Pipe Songs 12212011

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind Pipe Song (gray, magenta, blue, gray - gray child, grandmother)

Dance with me into the breeze, my soul wanders eternally. I want to shine forever sublime, just have to call out, it's about time. Listen to me children of the sun, gather together even on the run. I light this pipe today to say, Go and get them and lead the waves. Here we flow like the clouds above, holding us close like we are doves. We only need learn to gather with thee, heaven on earth, one family. Where I dance I bring all in, the the whispers even the sin. But I know it's what we do, bring in further messages of the blue.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Pipe Song (crystal, yellow, green, gray - crystal child, eldest sun)

Wooh, whoo, woo, shuu. Wooh, whoo, wooh, shuu. It's a place of the new. Can you see the smoke bloom in you. Here I stand to make a man, heaven on earth I demand. Whoope it's true.  Shoop it's new. Can you feel the running breeze , it's eternity.  Whope (give-a-way), it's the give away, Whope, it's what we say.  Have a place inside the heart of what we need, come on brother bow on you knees.  Whope, it's the running free live inside of destiny. Come on let us sing. Come bring it ring. Light that pipe of yours and bring the blessings ring. Whope, shoop.  Come and learn about the snoop, you go to gather it's perfect weather, come and shine withme. Whope, it's the breeze. Whope you need me. Whope, can you feel, the merry go round it's really real.

Bread of Life (Jeshua/Jesus) Pipe Song (crystal, yellow, blue, gray - crystal child, eldest sun)

We of miracles shine. We of heavenly bind. WE of smoke sublime, it's the gathering it's about time. Who is the sent? Who is the lent?  Where do you go, if you don't ask and flow?  Can you feel the lost, upon the sacred toss.  And if you and I succumb, how are we to run. Feel the dancing in the breeze. All the little children need. They are not looking inside to know the treasures are open wide.  Here I light this pipe, to say smoke leads the daze. And I am coming too, to the place of the sacred true.  Here I dance with you. 

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Pipe Song (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray - lavender child, second daughter)

Lift the weather up high, touching above the sky. I see the storm of many stars, come binding us this far. And when I light my pipe, I say, it's what the winds do blow. I gift my sacred heart, to those who are not in the nose. Let the winds blow. Can you feel the sun, it's raging and on the run.  We of one family, need to keep better company.  Look at me and shine with thee. I will send my love to thee. Can you know of what exposed, the raging river of our sacred toes. Let us walk together, in the darkness of perfect weather. I want to say it's true, my heart is living in the blue

Sir Henry (Seed of Salvation) Pipe Song (violet, rainbow, green, gray - violet child, third sun)

Liberty, that's what I need. Can you feel the smoke, it's real. Reach into the sky. Reach into why.  Reach down below, into the darkness exposed.  Where we run away, I just want to say. We are one clan, family of man.  all the little children, need to understand. WE are a new dawning, let the yawning in.  I light this pipe for you, those who need a clue. I light this pipe this day, to say God rules the waves. I bless this smoke that flies, to the outer limits of wise. I bless the sacred nine, because heaven it will bind. Come and shine, come and shine, let the wise blow out this way, let it shine, the river of gorgeous, it chimes.  Let the smoke find, all those who need healing this time. Let the smoke climb to where we will chime. Let the smoke flow, to where we walk our road. Let the smoke know, we bow on our toes. I gift to you, the sacred true, my heart of the rainbow, it's coming true.  I bless you, true, the greatness of the blue. I bow down with you, because heavenly knew. Because heavenly knew. Because heavenly knew, how great and true. (talking) I light this pipe today for you, to cleanse all the airways. I light this pipe today, to say, Glory will lead the day. I light this pipe for you, because I know you are God too (utterance of heavenly transmission). I light this pipe for you, because you need me too. (singing) Bless you. Bless you. Bless you, let your dream true.  Bless you, bless you, my heart is open and true.


Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Nine Sacred Directions, I Bless with Fire, to alleviate mire, the space that needs some grace, when I light up and purify this space! ~ White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time we bless water's dark and fire's light, included in 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 (in) and the Breath (out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!

Monday, January 16, 2012

Elders Pipe Songs 01112012

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind pipe song (kinda of eerie)
Listen children to my roar, can't you hear the thunder snore. I adore you to the spill of every last drop of blood we kill. Think of heaven and it's suicide, how can we lift our hearts up to know wise. It's about cherishing everything. oh my children let it ring.  Wince those tear drops and let them fall, down into the purgatory and in it's stalls. WE will bless you and know it's true, the heart inside of you, needs renew. Your heart, needs renew. I lift this pipe up today to say, come my children lean on loving waves. And if you can light this fire and clean your sin, then you might begin to love again. Love again. love again. You might just begin to love again. Come my children hold my hand, let us light this pipe and take command. Love again, love again, I purify it all in the winds.

Grandfather Holy Spirit pipe song
Dance the hoops of life. Give a hand not only twice. if you fail to sea, then you need only pick up that breeze. light this fire and let it dance, we shall be one pure romance. And when you shine a light inside, then a dance of fire will be lit twice. Gift your heart.  Know your part.  Feel the breeze, come on home with me.  Whisper to me, fill my heart to liberty. Know we are from above, to dance the world of love.  

White Buffalo Calf Woman pipe song
Where have you been this loyal day? I want to say, it's all the waves.  And in your soul it's time to bend, for your salvation comes in the wind. Where you did flow, god will know, it's up to you, heaven grows. And when we light this fire today, let the green grass show us the waves. Come and save your heart today, know the glory of what we say. Listen to the hoops we pray, to gift our hearts away.  When you shine a light to see. Gift a hand of liberty. When you shine a light to beam, the hands of god will gleam. Do you feel the pipe today, I have to say, it's all the way. My heart will purify you in the breeze, children come hold the pipe to your knees. Bow down with me.  Bow down with me. Bow down with me, the holy cow seas. Bow down with me, with your pipe on your knees.

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star pipe song
Beat the drum rub a dum dum. beat the drum, rub a dum dum. And when we sing, let our hearts beam. Rub a dum dum, rub a dum dum. Let us dream, for all to be glory at the seams. Let us light this fire today, to eliminate hatred and all it's waves. And I seek, the children who will follow me. Inside of the house of God, where the river of winds run free (throat). Beat this drum, hear it in the pipe song. Know I light this pipe today to show your waves. And I will stream, the winds will cross all dreams. House of David the beloved will save you in all yoru dreams. Beat this drum, rub a dum dum.  Hear the clouds and it's storm run free. We will bee.............the river of golden dreams.....................We will bee, the children who bow on their knees...........................................




Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Nine Sacred Directions, I Bless with Fire, to alleviate mire, the space that needs some grace, when I light up and purify this space! ~ White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings


Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time we bless water's dark and fire's light, included in 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 (in) and the Breath (out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!

Many Kinds of Sacred Pipes

Walking In Beauty
Awake Inside a Sacred Dream
I remember who I was
I remember where I was going
My heart was eaten by the winds
My heart was torn into four parts
I have gone all around myself
I have gathered myself
recovered myself
I have heard them say
it could happen in just this way

Some people have heard of the White Buffalo Calf Woman Pipe. This very sacred object is an ancient sacred pipe bundle belonging to a specific group of Sioux Indians of the Northern Plains. This particular sacred pipe is described very well in the book "Black Elk Speaks", which has been translated into many languages.

Some Ojibway people believe White Buffalo Calf Woman was a sacred woman of the Ojibway people whom we called "Sky Woman". Sky Woman was a great sacred spirit who has many teachings in our history. The Sacred Pipe of the Ojibway People goes back in time to possibly over 10,000 years. The White Buffalo calf Woman Sacred Pipe is about 800 years old. Arvol Looking Horse is said to be the Keeper these days of that sacred pipe.

There are many other sacred pipes. What makes a pipe a sacred object is what we call the ritual and ceremonial intervention of the qualified tribal elders. Sacred objects which have made this connection are Real Sacred Objects. Not every tribe of indian people honor or use the sacred pipe. In general it is mostly the tribes of the north which follow these teachings of the sacred pipe.

The World Journey of the Sacred Pipe represents 14 Sacred Pipes authorized, blessed and made sacred by 38 tribal elders from numerous tribal families. These sacred objects are now on a journey, a circle around the Mother Earth. The reasons for this project are many. The rules and laws which govern the behavior of these sacred objects were determined by those elders over a 30 year period of time. These sacred objects in the World Journey of the Sacred Pipe do not pretend to be associated in any direct way with the White Buffalo Calf Woman Sacred Pipe, or other pipes that may come to your attention.

One of the Sacred Pipes in this bundle of the World Journey is over 500 years old. The newest one, made in a special ceremony, is about 25 years old. All but 4 of these sacred objects were stolen by some indian people at Taos Pueblo some years ago. Taos Pueblo is a deeply troubled community with many problems overlaid with a great fantasy projected onto them by the hordes of tourists who arrive there every year. Some years ago while staying at the Suazo home in Taos Pueblo, some of his relatives, possibly as a form of protest, stole the bundles containing a group of very sacred pipes. Over the years we have watched and waited for more information to arrive on this subject. We have watched the curse of this bad behavior fall on all the members of this old family. In the meantime our group has continued to work with what remains of these Sacred Objects and taken no actions, only the patience of waiting and waiting for more information to come to us; which we believe it will one day.

Looking around the internet one might find many people talking about American Indian Pipes. There is a lot of noise, pretending and lost people who have purchased pipes, or stolen pipes, or otherwise done nothing so much as add to the general state of confusion regarding Native American teachings. I am often amazed at the pretentious posturing of people with clearly fabricated names pursuing what seems to them a romantic ideal about tribal culture but which is in reality a very deep and disturbing sickness of the soul. Some modern people perhaps feel great guilt about what has happened to Native American people. In this guilt they assume names and behavior which is an imitation of the behavior of the sacred. It is very strange situation and a source of great pain to the tribal elders. We call these people Ghost Walkers.

For some years our group made available some sacred pipes to be placed in Federal Prison systems around the United States. Federal Law (900-235 I think it is) allows sacred pipes and other sacred objects to be used in the religious ceremonies of American Indians doing prison time. Some very sacred objects are inside these prisons. In a future entry we will discuss this issue in greater detail.

We have a saying that the sacred pipe in the hands of a fool, and there are many, is the same sacred pipe in the hands of our most sacred people, of which there are only a very few. Sorting out the delusions and the truth of sacred pipes is an important part of the work of these teachings, of all teachings in fact. Understanding what is true and what is not true is an honorable part of the education process and one to be undertaken with caution and respect.

American Indian Tribal Society is filled with broken and wounded people. The reservation system is not healthy. For many Native American people, this is a passionate and often confusing issue. There is a lot of anger and judgement that gets passed around. This to is part of the learning. For many tribal people whose culture does not include in any way objects such as the sacred pipe (and this includes many, many tribes) this talk about sacred pipes is a matter of some ridicule and even greater confusion.

People who buy or steal sacred objects and then claim to be keepers and teachers of the sacred are in every tribe and sprinkled throughout the internet and society in general. Pay attention. Ask questions. The modern world has for many generations done all within its power to destroy American Indian people. Somehow through all this terror, genocidal practices and theft of our sacred teachings, we have somehow managed to still be alive. Sacred objects and qualified teachers of those sacred objects exist in real life and are moving around now in the world. Sometimes the real truth shows up in surprising places. Most of the truly sacred objects are in the hands of quiet and gentle people who may live among you/us almost invisibly. 

The World Journey of the Sacred Pipe is a quiet exercise. It is a ceremony conducted by just a few people working with other very small groups of people. The Sacred Objects are not on display and not for sale. Many times it is only the song, only the smoke, only the dream that is shared. We call this Walking In Beauty Upon The Good Red Road, the North Road, from there to here. I wish I understood better how to separate the trouble from the sacred. However, for reasons I do sometimes understand, these two energies are linked together right now.


Thank you http://sacredpipe.blogspot.com/2007/01/many-kinds-of-sacred-pipes.html
posted WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 10, 2007


about Author Turtle Man (ObjibwaY)
World Journey of the Four Directions Unity Bundle
--- a Sacred Pipe (American Indian)
"I am the one who made this life, my life
With my two hands I have made it
Going in eight directions I have made it
Standing Stone and Brother Mysteries I have made it
It was I who made this life
With my two hands I put it on the earth
I lived it, it is right here
I have taken it
Inside my song I will carry it
I will show you, my friend,
The open heart of the earth"


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