03062012 Sacred Pipe Songs, Elders Song and Realm Songs

~Sacred Pipe Song Blessings

Bread of Life pipe song (blessing as he walks towards the center to speak with the circle, he reaches out for as many as he can).

Send my love to you, inside of this sacred blue. All my relatives I sing, to bring in the miracle of dreams. We are beholden to everyone, just in time for the sacred suns. We are trying to build a life, where we long to overcome the strife. Hear my children speak today, about how we roll the waves. To bring in heart and harmony, to the waking of all these trees. We are sending love to you, all the Angels in your view. We are speaking with our hearts, through the pipes of the ark/arc. Send my loving waves to you, to build a life with a better view. I am sending my love this way, to show you just what to share your heart paves. And with all this said and done, time is changing for the Suns. Now it's dreams come alive. Now it's time for us to prescribe. Give a dam (hold back) for every child, purify the living wild. Come and be the great divine, where our hearts know the shine. All the pipes gleam and glow, just a fire to cleanse the rainbow. We are longing for a better view. Just to purify what we choose. Each a hand, give a dam, hold your brother's hand. Show them you understand. And love will purify your waves, reach out and say, my Brother I will save. Come and reach for my love today and we will find a road better paved.

(black bird crows twice quite loudly)

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star pipe song
Once a stone, on the roam. I stand with you, on the horn (shouting out). Spiraling down, each a sound. My heartbeat gets along. Feel my beat, it's sow sweet (crow is loudly calling). We are charmed forever free. Listen child to the wild, inside you deep is a smile. Where we came, just for this game, to feel embrace, the kiss of life in our taste. And with it's weeping, it's cleansing sweeping, it's the call of love, we desperately yearn. Love is free, come to me. I will gift you the sound of eternity. Bless the fire, the light of your desire. come my child, listen to the story of the wild. Stars delight (many small birds singing). Come my child, listen to the pipes in the winds. You can hear the sacred song near, inside the beating of your heart that smiles. Come my child, I hold your hand. The beat of your feet upon this land. And with this judgement the galore of ecstasy gift the leaning of liberty. Free ....... .......... .......... ....... ...... ...... my child. Free ..... ........ ........ ....... ...... ..... to the seas. We are stones in the heavens, stars sent to feed upon thee (abundance reverently), to heal and help feed (for all our family, exchange of loving delights, smells and gifts of sight).

Shadow of Existence pipe song
Rumble and snore. There my children are adorned. All they wanted come said of them. Plant the seeds and all will grow, a leaf (relative), a vine (entwined), a holy chime, the song of greatness hold on to thee. We are listening to the winds. Where we are going to the fabled begin. Come to me. Send the trees (those willing to hang on). Love the greatness of all that needs. We are shaking our table awake. For the garden of heavenly stakes. I will grow the corn high, where the sun touches the sky. I will bow and grow the corn, every single row will yawn. And we will bow and stream a praise, a tail of goodness in the haze. A dream of golden fields that feed, the children in their needs. I bless the pipes and rows of corns, the whistles that are born, the smoke filled skies of blue, to tell me the story is true. I bless all the waking of the earth, the pavement of this girth. I send my love to you, to bring in shining k/news. I bless the pipes to come on in. I bless the stories that have sinned. I bless the yearning of all men. I bless the waking of the winds. I send my love out to you, inside the planted rows of ewes/yous. I plant my love and watch you grow, feed my tears forever, for you to snow (blessed stones). I woke up today and hear the miracle of whistles in the birds. I remembered the crows came today, to plant some love in the rows of hay. And I said my love be feared (purifies), for it's what is waken near. It's the welcome of my heart, all in perfect orderly parts. 

Image: Garden is divided into Holiness (Morning Star)

River of the Small pipe song
Whoo, the wind will blow. Whoo (exhale) the wind will blow. Yes, I know (whispering). Yes, I know (whispering). Whoo, the winds will blow (singing aloud). Whoo, the winds will blow, to and fro, to and fro. All the pipes go sailing to and fro. I can feel the rainbow. I can feel the mighty seas. Where I go, the sailing arks (each other) will show, just how grateful I am for my toes (where I walk). I am dancing to hold it's truth. I will sailing to the smallest you. I can stream to the meadows lark. I want to find the perfect place to park. Let me sit by the fire's light, when the dawning touches the night. And there the winds, will blow against my face. I can feel the streaming across my waist. All these pipes, hum and glow, all these songs, about the colors that know. Each vibration tells us wise, how we are part of the sacred knives. Cut a piece off and watch it grow. Plant it tomorrow and heal and sow. We will yearn with the colors of the sky. We will learn how to become the wise. River of the Great wild yonder. I call to you, I stream this view. All the pipes have it's song that resonates the sacred cymbals the sacred awake (songs).

Sunlight our Adviser to Men pipe song
We are the children of this world. I stand with my family to adore this world. We want to be happy and fulfilled. We want to know the justice lives in this world. But I find all my Relatives don't want to chime. All the pipes make their noise such alarms. How can we find a place to fill our hearts, when we can't even make a human start? We are relatives, who need each other when we fall (the birds start to sing). And I tell you, there is much more to it all. I hear your calling out in the winds. You need to have a place to begin. But often you don't know which way to go, because you forgot to talk with the rainbow (birds singing louder, we are the many spokes). I wish to tell you, we could be true. If only we learned to bless this view. Come take my hand my Brother land. Come take my hand, my Sister land. Come take my hand and we will BAND. We will be called one Nation, the Rainbow Clan. As I bow with you, I know the songs are heard (all the birds singing such a lovely mix of wonder, song birds). And I feel the waking of the many pipes of this world. WE pray the story of the hoops make us grow, to bind together, like chains of diamonds on a rainbow (songster birds highly excited in song, then stop). We are seeking this perfect place, but we forgot to search our own plate. Paint it silver in the sky, then all the diamonds will align to our minds. We are forsaken you say in the winds, but it's a promise, the rainbow begins. We are learning, it's not too late (oscillate), it's the waves of many colors upon this palate (silver plate of paradise, all is enjoyed). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman pipe song
Listening to the story told. I can hear all the people who are bold. Yes a yearning to know which way to go. Yes a place to find a sacred rainbow. We are finding a way to preside, over our brothers who commit suicide (misunderstandings). Don't they want to know of the perfect world? All they really want is to be heard (validation). We can find all the streams in the pipe. Sacred belongings, start with our life. And with the breath of life, each smoke does fill, we are blessing to keep the world fulfilled. Every day, blessings portray, how we overcome the sacred living waves. And all the lessons fill our void, with sacred yearnings the puzzle seems to destroy. Cleansing is sow misunderstood. It's about healing all the waves like we should. But in the destruction, it's about an enemy (impure need cleansing to reside), instead we need to learn the pipes just need to be set free. I bless the pipes all over this world. I bless the pipes in the galactical fields. I bless the pipes that sing our songs. I bless the pipes, merry along (hoops and circles). We are joining all our enemies and how we crumble is not a disease, but a process of cleansing our hearts, when we forgive the holy arcs. Bless the sacred yearning rainbow that collides, to bring us stones of every rolling wings of life. And we continue down this road of ecstasy to be closer to the stars of the heavenly. (Song birds going wild).

~Elders Sacred Song Blessing

Everyday we sing for you, to bring the heart of the clues. All our children proclaim, they know all the answers to the game. not listening to the old folk, thinking they know all the spokes. How to heal them, is relieving all their sin. We bow like the branches on a strong tree, but sometimes the branches fall on top of thee. And when they want a witness a story or two, I can feel the climax of what I should dew. Show them through, teach them a knew. Watch them grow, as they decide which way to go. Hold them tight, help them fight.  What can I dew, to make their dreams come true? I want to heal the view. All the children need us too. Yet as the daze goes by, I wake up always surprised, how wonderful this land could bee. I have a dream to hold and gift to all my family, the children of the breeze. The children of our needs.

We travel through time, that's the place I mind. I think of you, we are Elders who know the great chew. We speak all night about your worth, when you are covering in the dirt. We know what you dew, it shows through. I gift you my love, as an Elder would do, but you take and you take, how can I cure you. I don't have what I need to get medicine for your bleed. I have to gift my love to all who try to rescue me. Show worth to the Elders, we give our all. Show worth to the Elders we are willing to fall. Show worth and behold the waking call, because we are leaning on the sacred walls.

We send blessings and prayers to you each and every hour. We send our love to when you are waking in the showers. We are telling the stories about what to dew, heaven on earth, it's a sacred truth, I send my love to you. All the children must grow up and fight battles too. And when we watch over we must help them choose. If only they knew, how hard it is to watch over you. We are Elders who crave your shine (smile from you), to help you become a star at night and in the morning the sun will shine, the star of greatness all the children are in lines (aligned in harmony).

Running over the hills and into the sun. We are grateful for treasures each and every single one. We fall witness to the horrors of this world gifts and know we are more than stiffs. Death (of arrogance) overcome (purge) me, to shine within a light. Purify my soul and help me find a great delight. All the little children remember to bow, witness the rainbow and treasures will be bestowed. We share all our dreams together again. One more step towards the rainbow we climb forever in the winds. I say to all my Elders, I protect you one and all, because you are the shelter of the very very small. And when you grow up child, you may remember the Elder who falls, all to support your dreams, to gather in the great halls.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the great halls where Elders know the small, the children who are learning to stand tall. I bow to you all my Elders true. Thank you for joining us today. Let us praise.

~ Realm Songs (Star of David, two directions as wind blowing through the four directions)

Upper heaven sings
She whispers her song, to help the children get along. She whispers their name, to heal all their pain. I gift to you my love, from the angels above. We are treasures held for you, we send love to all the true.

Heaven sings
Wake up world to the sound of music. hold your head up high. Shine a heart, a river so very wide. Share thine heart with a muse. Share a laughter or two. Share the twinning of the sacred, the marriage inside of you. Hold your head up, be proud like a cup, fill your glory up, wise is your soul.

Earth sings
Listen to me inside of the trees. Listen to me I can feel the breeze. Listen to me, with all of our hearts. We are choosing to live up to our parts.

Lower heaven sings
Walking shoulder to shoulder, around the fire's light. Dancing to the beat of the drum, the fire shows the rum (rumble). Koo sab a tu. Koo wake me through. Send my love to the world tonight, let the fire shine oh sow bright. My love help grow the world.

Southern winds ascend sings
Swoosh, I hear the winds blow. Swoosh, I feel the billows know. Swoosh, I feel the glow, inside of me, I want all the snow, to be like the lightning show.

Northern winds descend sings
Listen to the water table, the salted rocks know the whale/wail. I send my love out to the shores, to open all the doors. As I take my slippers off, I sit by the fire in my loft. There I await, my sacred family stay. Blessings to all the waves. Blessings to all who pray.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all our Elders and Warriors in the Winds.

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) 

 

  

 Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 

Pray With Elders around the World

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Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream)  

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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!

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) 

 

 

 Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 

Pray With Elders around the World

Sacred Song Blessings
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Crystal (flesh) Indigo (soul) Children (dream)  

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!
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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!