Clouds Dancing in the Sky, Father Red Hand Proclaims

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, sacred song blessings  "Clouds Dancing in the Sky" on his holiest day, his birthday.

Miracles astound me every day, but I want to learn how to walk another way.  It's not happy to see your face, when you are so sad, in what you do and say.  Look up yonder and find a way, to be the glory of a another day.  Come take my hand and bellow forth, to seek the proud of the north.  Come to see the sun rise.   Did you see, the lights that brightly bellow out.  Like wings on the sky.  It looks so great so high, like clouds, in the sky, I sail with you.


Watch and awaken and feel it's all just shakin.  My hearts so full at last.  Come and make me dash.  Let's run over the hills today.  Let's find a new way.  And on the other side, I find that you are already high, brightly filling the sky.   There my light grows, just a dim open show.  And you are so high.  already in the sky.   I am watchful, to the sunlight's glow, to flow to you, to show with you, to be the height of know, to glow together, in unity, to be together for all to sea, we generate light.  We follow the bright, and we grow, like sparkling diamonds in the sky.  We generate light.   We flow together in the night.  


Where you flow.  I watch you walk and glow.  My life is full to know you are there, to be part of my glow.  And we survive, to know how high, we walk in the sky, and feel all that's alive.  I say, my heart grows. to find you.   There we are again, feeling just like friends, but relatives we wanta bee, we want to be just like thee, it's god in thee.  I'ts a miracle of three.  It's a dream world.  I'ts a magical sound. It's a valley, where all is part of the ground.  


I can hear the feet of many small ones.  Gently walking along the bush.  Down below the creatures, each and everyone, make a sound so small, and touches me.  It's in the breeze.  I can feel thier beat.  I can sense their touch.  I want you to know how much it means to me.  I feel the smallest breeze.  There of many feet.  There of many feet.  I hear them pounding.  I hear them awake.  I hear them resounding, in all that's heaven's sake.  I hear it in your night dream, I hear it in you.  The thunder of the feet moving, across the rolling seas.  The many feet, of the small ones.  Gentle waves, who know which way.  Follow the stream.  And you will find excitement.  Follow the days, of eternal bliss.  


Hear, the mighty call.  Feel the heart unrall (rallentando, rall: MUSICAL DIRECTION gradually slowing, but to unrall is to increase tempo, to get excited).  Bee the fist that seeks, the power of righteousness.  Be the heart that bleeds.  And finds all it needs.  Come down to earth, to seek.  Come hold my hand, and be meek.  There is one beyond.  There is 10 beyond.  Come and play with me.  Come and dance and be free.  My heart bleeds.


Waiting in the sky, to night.  Waiting in the sky in the day.  Dancing with the Clouds always.  Sundance, is the way.  Come on dancing, to me.  Come on dance with me.  Come and hold me forever in the breeze.  Come and dance with me, like the clouds. Lead me yonder and be proud.  Be forever you need in me, but always be clever in all you do and say.  For you are the sunshine, to me.  


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter, for the heart of Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star our Father Red Hand, Elder Lavender person, wakan or holy (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray). 

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Father Red Hand (Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star), walking in the trees (among the trees of life), kissing (unification), here is my heart, going two (united) by three (dream is born), walking along, giving love to thee.  Father Red Hand purifying love, flowing and glowing (red fire) and driving all that's bad (purification bring all home), home to the heart beat (pounding heart flows life), where all belongs and keeps, inside the blood (red road, the law of love).  There I stand up (rising sun) to the hands of God, where my embrace holds all that I see below.  Running Eagle, my Shooting Star does sea, the many children, God gave to liberty.

Buffalo Magic Hear Me Roar, Kevin Speaks to our Hearts, It's Magic and I Adore!

Kevin (born of fire, royal oath, gentle, lovable, handsome) Buffalo (four sacred directions) Magic (birth, death that drives the entire form, the cycle of life, sublimation and transformation),  Rumble (deep, long, rolling sound of the Red Road, the law of love and the voice of God speaks to know the heart keeps, the unrest, the place of perfect gratitude, when the song is always heard.) Roar (to be heard, the song of the buffalo storm, migration), Dakota Brother (wind that blows, the cycle that knows),  Rainbow Colors are violet, aqua, golden, gray.  Kevin has Chippewa, Choctaw, Dakota, Mohawk, Renegade River, Serra Apache, Navajo, Iroquois by marriage an influence, this root's children contain.  The trail of blood, migration path.  Vision: NE USA west, south, SW.  Zig Zag, the path of the snake, the law of love.

Kevin Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, the Priests Sings, his Heart, a Sacred Song Blessing

Buffalo magic hear me Roar.  Buffalo magic I adore.  Buffalo home is where we store, the magic of love, the magic we adore.  Come let's dance the night away.  Come let's play and make some hay (golden fields of dreams, hey-the brotherhood greeting).  Come let's be the heart of the knees.  The joint that always finds harmony (bend at a turn, run fold and lead). 


I'm your savior if you believe, because I love you throughout your needs (I will help you find your way, the army of God is here to stay).  I will stand upon the hill (in the light of day, I will be the walking talking way).  I will make a hand unheard (allowing other hearts to speak, the embrace of the flesh, the knowing and understanding).  I will follow you through the days.  Buffalo Magic is here to stay.  Buffalo Magic adores your waves.

It's time to miracles across the land. It's time for warriors to make a stand.  It's time we sing and let it out.  Buffalo Thunder, that's where it's at.  Buffalo Rumble across the plains, heaven is calling very plane (flight of the soul).  Come let's journey to and fro, the heart knows where the soul does go.  Buffalo magic hear my voice.  Buffalo magic is here of course.  Buffalo rumble the skies in herds.  Buffalo horns (forced unification, when the only choice is law of love, this happens when a person gets lost being others, and to return to harmony and love, the heart must be united with a fight.  It is the only fight.  To fight for love and unite broken hearts) that's what I heard.

What's a miracle without my love?  What's a diamond (crystalline stone structure of perfection, whether it be the flesh or the soul, it's the perfect blessings that show, when journey is eternal and evolution grows, the flower unfolds) without the curds (the parts of a whole, cycle of tears, from drops of rain upon a rainbow, to streams, rivers, oceans, steam, fog, sky, clouds, back to rain, the tears always knows how to cleanse and gain)?  What's the hell (fire purification) inside of you, if you don't long for a better view?  Sow (plant your seeds and watch them grow) come let's plow through.  

Hear my calling in all the land (Mother Earth).  Hear the hope that's near our hands (Heart expression of love, when giving is understood). Hear the wise men who prophesize Buffalo's calling, it's time to rise.  Buffalo's calling it's heroes stride. 

Which way do you go when you're down?  Which way do you flow when you frown? Which way are your tears too long?  Buffalo magic will save the flow, the heart always knows (sniffling nose, the leaky faucet syndrome-drip, drip, drip, cleansing of the heart and pitter patter of the rain, the bridge to and fro, over the horizon we do know).  I will stand there when you are down.  I will stand there when you frown.  I will stand there when tears do flow.  buffalo Magic always knows, the heart is forever changing to and fro, the longing of a better life for all to grow.

There I stand upon the race (lights flowing, to reach a goal, men race to find the sacred rainbow).  The place Man makes up to stupefy (amazement, the dream to out do, the competition to grow) his face (to bee proud of accomplishments of knowledge and creation).  Look in the mirror and  what do you sea, it's the heart and reflection of a leaf (relative on the tree of life, we are the repetition of the beloved show, the four sacred ages, that forever bellow, but it just feels good, the cycle of life, the lessons, our treasures to always explore). Remember we all need.  We are part of the greater tree (micro and macro).  Buffalo homes belong to everyone.  It's the hide that seems so blind, but it's rainbow colors do exclaim, "I'm the buoyancy of a clown".  I will show you how it's done.  The magic of a miracle in a smile.  The magic of love that's true and proud (wild flowing river that knows and grows, evolutions unfolding).   Buffalo Magic I do roar, to speak the heart of those who ignore.  I will drum the hand of God.  I will hold the thunder roar.  I will cleave to every heart, for my love extends to where it smarts (sting).  My love will follow all the hearts.

Give me sugar (sweet).  Give me lime (sour).  Give me purification every time (blessings that cleanse both the soul and flesh).  Give me fire and water too, because life grows form this sacred view.  Because my heart will speak for you.  Give me chlorine (an element, a rock, a liquid that rises as gas, it cleans water, and blasts and blasts, ridding of harmful bacteria, here there is transformation from bad to good, the beginning of pureness, that's understood, it's a blessing that gifts man's heart to good) to lead the land.  Give me your headaches I will understand.  Give me hope to make a stand.  Hear I call to all the world.  Here I find the thunder herd (rainbow children).  Hear my heart I speak about love, the spiritual element that clouds ride on.  The dragon who breathes fire.  The wisdom of heavenly clowns.  

I come with Buffalo Magic of the rumbling horns (battle to unite broken hearts, as parts of a whole, the belong together, love leads the way), the unification that makes a stand, the heart that never rests but rest assured.  I will fight to make you heard.  I will give you a staff (uniting factor, the tree trunk, represents the binding factor of heavenly leaves, our relatives and earthly roots our home, on the tree of life, the law of love) to lean on.  I will fall down with you.  Let us pray, for God's good words. Let us hear the calls and cries.  Buffalo Magic knows I will die to fight for you, to defend you to bring you home.  My love is truer than the clouds.  Eternal blowing I do recall and my love rides before this call (long wave in front of the pack, the red road, the law of love).

Come let's be the hands of God (brotherhood) embracing each other and practicing wisdom.  Allow the heart to speak in pain, then release and make it's gain.  There we follow the generous skies, the heart of longing and asking why.  Remember evolution has come to our hearts, healing all the perfect parts, healing all the smarts (sting of the bee, the impossible dream we do fly in glee).  Hear the thunder, hear us roar, the army of heaven has come home for more (to settle the score).  We the people know a better way.  It's written across our hearts today.  It's the soul that longs to make a display, the beauty, the magic of transforming eyes, the vision of a heart that's always wise. 

Give and honor everyone.  Receive blessings under the Sun.  Take the bounty and share the wealth, because our heats need us to be a part.  Part of creation (magic of reality, treasures from earth), part of doom (lessons, joy and pain, treasures from heaven), part of the sacred loom (the weaving of the sacred blanket of love, four corners of a rainbow heart, the land upon which our rolling hills, the empty space that allows the soul to bee, the flight of a magical tree, the soul that can dream).

Sacred Song blessing for Kevin Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar (violet, aqua, golden,gray). Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person (Crystal, Yellow, Green, Gray), wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person, fire purification of holiness. 

 Warriors of the Earth   

Pray With Elders around the World

Hear Your Relatives Perfect Flowing Hearts
Listen to the Blessed Rainbow Colors of the Four Directions

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

 

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!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) 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!"

I Am A Sundance!

image: nasa photo of our Sun

 Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman,  your Twin Deer Mother

 Inspired by Gillian,  Our Lakota Sister Running  Fox

I am a Sun Dance!
Today I shine, to be a Sun Dance.  Today I climb, to shine like a star.  Today I am, the morning breaking, come hold my hand, and walk into the light.   I am with you, looking inside of your heart.   Today, I am free, to friend* (to be relative, to) my enemy.  Today, I am, the heart of my reflection.  Today, I shine, to be a sun dance.

Here I am, Go(ah)dly (spiritual being).  Here I bare my soul.  Here I give holy walking place to bear (the humble white light unites and shines my light all four directions).  And when I harvest, the shining of your disease (release your pain), I will walk with you, to the other shore (blossom like flowers).  My heart longs to shine from the inner seas.  It's the place I long for, it's clear it is me.  I am a Sun Dance.  I am the G_ah_d (the voice of heaven's transmission, the wind),  I am creation, the star that's born.

My heart does break, when you don't sea my face, the darkness valleys of the human race.  There shines the light of numinosity glow, the reflection of me, that's where I grow.  I am a Sun Dance.  I stand to sea.  I look at valleys, for all to know.  I am the Sun Dance, come hold my hand.  We're gonna find the ceremony land.

Today I shine, I am a Sun Dance.  I shine my heart, inside heaven's roar.  My voice speaks loudly to the thunder's knowing.  I am the sun dance, watch me glow.
*befriend means act as a friend, help. 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka (holy interpreter brings peace) and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person, wakan (holiness), the living fire, the law of love.

Heartbeat does dance to know the wind, to feel the hope of God in STEAD*. We are protected in the wind, when we choose to let the light from within, shine to the above to down below and over the perfect rolling hills.  

*Stand your ground inside the house of God, of the beloved children who are lambs.

 

 Warriors of the Earth   

Pray With Elders around the World

Hear Your Relatives Perfect Flowing Hearts
Listen to the Blessed Rainbow Colors of the Four Directions

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

 

There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).

Honoring Your Chief, Elders, Ceremonial Leaders and Your Teachers!

Honoring Elders

• Posted by White Buffalo Calf Woman on April 23, 2009 at 3:00am

Image: Chief Arvol Looking Horse Who Sits On Top of the Mountain Top, Holiness Looking Horse is Chief to the Great Sioux Nation, Lakota, Dakota and Nakota!

Instructions for Honoring Chiefs, Elders Ceremonial Leaders and Teachers. The Elders, Ceremonial Leaders and Teachers hold the wisdom of our Ancestors. They are to be honored and always treated with respect.

1) You are responsible for paying transportation expenses whenever you invite a Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher to a gathering, teaching circle, for a healing or for any ceremony. ·This includes airfare, transportation to and from the airport or simply gas for their car, making sure to cover all mileage.

2) You are responsible for providing all the Chief's/Elder’s/Ceremonial's/Leader’s/Teacher’s meals. ·Ask ahead of time, if there are any dietary restrictions, i.e.: sugar, fat, red meats. Find out which are their favorite foods.

3) Always approach an Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher with medicine/tobacco (ask what they need or want) for teachings, healings, or ceremony. ·Medicine/tobacco is not a gift to the elder directly; it is the means by which the Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher makes a connection with the Ancestors to receive instructions. It is a respectful way to recognize Chief'/Elder’/Ceremonial Leader’/Teacher’s knowledge and spirit connection. ·When you ask for teachings in the traditional way, you never push. You wait until the Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher is ready to teach you. During the wait, the Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher is watching, praying, and listening. The Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher may not get back to you for months, even years. They may never respond, but they are still watching, praying, and listening. It is said that it is traditional to ask respectfully four times (This means with tobacco.) The Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher can then decide if you really are truly interested and will do the work.

4) Do not disrespect Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher by interrupting while they are talking or working with another. ·If it is necessary for you to talk with them, stand in their field of vision a short distance away until they acknowledge you before you approach them. ·If they do not know you, introduce yourself and state what your purpose is. Then listen carefully to anything they may share with you.

5) Respect their traditions and teachings even if they are different from yours.

6) When transporting Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher be sure to show respect. ·Be considerate, help them by opening their door, assist them into the vehicle if they need help, and make sure they are comfortable.

7) When assisting them with their belongings, ask which ones you may touch. ·Their medicines may be in one of the bags and it is inappropriate for you to touch their medicine without their permission. ·Respect their silence on the way to a destination, and once you get to the destination. They may be tired from their journey or preparing themselves for the event. Please allow them to do so without interruption. If they invite conversation, they will let you know.

8). When housing Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher, respect their need for privacy and rest. ·Give them a room to themselves with a good bed and attend to any needs that they may have, especially food, beverages, and water. ·Introduce them to anyone they do not know. ·Inform them of the location of the bathroom, and where they may smoke or pray if they are smokers or pray with a pipe. ·If they wish to visit with you, they will make that known to you. Please do not keep them up all night visiting. Recognize their need for sleep.

9) Do not expect the Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher to do any work other than the ceremony or teachings that have been requested of them. If they wish to help in any way, they will offer. 

10) When an Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher enters a space, offer them a seat and ask if there is anything that you can get for them.

11) When receiving teachings or healing from a Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher, it is customary to recognize the value of what you have received by gifting them accordingly. ·In time, as your understanding of the teachings deepens, it is appropriate to gift them again. In the past when we all lived in villages or closer together, all the Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher needs were taken care of. You need to recognize the gift they bring to you and help them so they may continue to share with everyone.

12) If you have the opportunity to visit a Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher in their home all of the same considerations listed above will apply. Additionally, you might consider the following as other ways to support them. .Working in his/her garden ·Running errands ·Cutting & stacking wood ·Stocking refrigerator and shelves with food ·Care for pets

13) Working with and for a Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher is a lesson in humility and respect for each one of us fortunate enough to have that opportunity. ·If an Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher is awake, I cannot sleep. If a Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher is hungry, I cannot eat. ·If a Chief/Elder/Ceremonial Leader/Teacher is cold, I cannot be warm. Thank you Creator for our Elders. Thank you Creator for our Ceremonial Leaders, Thank you Creator for our Teachers. 

Thank you Bear Warrior for bringing these instructions to us. Thank you John Spiraling Wind, for demonstrating the ways with an Elder. Posted on March 26, 2009 at 8:42pm by Navaho Girl, from the Four Corners, of the Native Peoples who will guide the way!

Singing the heart of the reflection by White Buffalo Calf Woman(ptse san wi yan), your Twin Deer Mother

For you we sing to know the wind, each day our love shines your way!  Do you believe in all the disease or are you going to let us in? For love is here and going to stay, when you let our hearts know the way, join with us to be with thee, for God is Great in liberty. Gift all we have in God's command and now we wait for you to hand, the love we long for each and roaming day, while we wait patiently for thee.  For Rainbow Warriors will come home to thee, when you remember the land of thee.  The land we seek is inside of thee, the heaven's abounding company.  Let our hearts blow in the wind.  Let our minds be smiles again.  Let the sound of glory live again, when we sing hymns in loving winds again.  Hold on tight, it's going to be a bumpy ride, but we'll be here to hold on to each day, cause Great Spirits coming to save the wretched way, and we are going to be a Sacred Day, when we are here to love the Song God gives, the prayer of whims, the doors to the wind. We are going home, when we accept the time, when God lives here and we are going to Shine.  Keep the door open when we come home to thee, live inside our hearts with us and know the place of thee, for God is great and living liberty, when wings fly home and we can sea, the winds of time gifts us to be free.   

Don't be blue (sadness), be bleu (revolution) to the new, for we are here to set you free! Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy march for thee!

 Fire Offers Purification 

Pray With Elders around the World

Hear Your Relatives Perfect Flowing Hearts
Listen to the Blessed Rainbow Colors of the Four Directions

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

 

There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).