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Monday, July 5, 2010

Black Chicken Teaches Today, While Southern Season Does Pray!

Beloved Relatives,
Today the Spirit of the Chickens came to me.

First of all I want to thank White Willow. It was indeed a good day. A good day to grieve. Thank you for that. Because of the message I gave myself, the chance to do that...

I feel a lot of hurt. Most chickens are not treated right in this consumption society. I see my own chickens running free on a big piece of land and next door two chickens on a small piece of land with next to it two chickens in a small cage. They can't hardly move. The neighbor bought them for his daughter when they just came out of the egg.

I saw them, they could not move so I offered my neighbor a bigger cage so that the animals could move again. I told him they need movement. So he took the cage. Now they are big still sitting in the cage. The other two chickens don't accept them. They fight with them.

The neighbor put them back in the small cage. It is now more then a month... The neighbor in his believe, in his way of living is convinced that he is doing the right thing. Food and water is enough for him.

But my heart is hurt. Seeing them sitting there. And I do not know what to do. I do not want to cause separation. He is a man who is feeling attacked really easily. We are all living in a kind of community. 5 houses in a row. With at the back a road that is from all of us an that leads to all the gardens. The kids play in each others gardens.  So I do not know what to do...

The chickens mirror me the prison where I am in. I do not feel free just like them. I understand how they feel. And my heart is hurt. I want to pray for them and I bless them and forgive the neighbor that he cannot see.

I ask advice my relatives and I ask to pray with me if you want to for all the animals who are locked up, who do not have space, who are not free.  Their souls have chosen these lessons to learn something, they teach
me(n) too...

I connected to their spirit inside of me and ask if they had something to say to me.  I could see my Black Chicken and I guess she spoke to me... This is what she said...

Black Chicken:  My dearest, thanks to concern about us. We came onto this earth to serve humanity. We provide food, we give them companion in a certain way.  It is not an easy task. See us. Watch us and learn.

We live in group, we look after each other. We mirror things from humans that they cannot see yet.


Haven't you noticed that I always have a talk with you? I would like you to speak you mind just like I do all this time when I see a human being. It is my task to speak out loud what is on my mind. My sister is silent. She is the inner voice. Quiet, not talking.


Southern Season: What about the neighbors chickens?

Black Chicken:  Haven't you noticed? My sisters won't let the small ones in. Selfish like behavior just like the people do.  Thinking about themselves.  Fighting for what they have. Their souls choose this. Let it be. (it's God)  
Southern Season sings:
I pray for thee
winged ones who are not free
Gratitude is what I express
for all the things you have done for us all
I know you where answering a call
Forgiveness is here on its place
Tears are running (down) on my face
Feel my embrace I give you my heart
So that we will never part

Thank You

Blessings

Tania Southern Season, your Song of Heaven

Chicken/Cock/Hen's Wisdom Includes:
Power of voice
Understanding language
Pecking out the answers that escape others
Awakening powers at sunrise
Protection of family and community
Hearing your inner voice
Four Directions of the Wind
Black is the darkness of heaven, stillness and embrace




Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Our Prayer for Animals

My (our) Prayer for Animals,
Please relatives help me out and Pray and Bless them with me...

Wisdom keepers hear us now

I stand here before you and make a bow

To the All of you

my heart goes out

Embracing your lives

inside of me

O Wisdom keepers I hear thee


You suffer and serve us well (For us!)

I  pray here for them. Winged, four legged or in a shell

Water beings I also sea you

Please relatives embrace them too

So that they can all stand (up)

in the water, in the sky or on the land

(Blessings to all that lives)


Southern Season, your Song of Heaven

Green Person does carry law of love, upon the heart of the crowd


Relatives, 
We are always happy to receive your prayers, but likewise we should bow down real soon. The animals are in so much pain. Put your hands together and pray too, that animals including you, will know sacred blessings from you. This is White Buffalo Calf Woman singing here with our Song of Heaven, to tell you without any fear (even if we do feel heart ache), we need every single voice in the wind. Send your love upon a cloud, then blow it far and around and wide.  There it will find someone who needs your love desperately. And just by praying a moment, you've sent out a message, that God's creatures need love this very day, even if we are going through a cleansing real soon. We do need prepare all to the loom (blessings to all the nests).  We are one family.  We dance together. We are the Rainbow Clan of the World.  The bright lights, that fill this sacred world.

Let our hearts rejoice, and let us walk forth, when we all do act humble and remember to pray.  Let us remember the meaning of taking care of the seasons, the rolling hills, that bring us to this day.  And children everywhere, including you, who hide some days.  We are going to find a will to learn to pray.  For blessings will protect us, of course through the miracles, of what will happen when God walks this way.  Light and  Dark, will come home to play, because we all did remember how to pray (unite, welcome home). Blessings everyone, White Buffalo Calf Woman does dance under the sun, while I listen to your songs everyday.  Your hearts keep me wishing, like a falling star does glisten, to the perils we have this very day, but I tell you, "We are on our Way". Let's all bow down and pray...for all the animals today.

Two, three, four legged, five and six legged, seven and eight legged, wings and more, the snake and snails, reverberation method they sail, the inkling of the fishes, the eel and the whale, the big open sky, and so much more.  You tell me why?  Because we are all one perfect pie, the whole of one, brought under this sun. We do pray all the way, home to the heart of everyone.


Thank you for all your prayers and Southern Wind, our Song of Heaven who leads us onward, with her spiritual embrace of the Green person, a Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy, who leaves Our Prayer for Animals!



Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Thursday, July 1, 2010

THE STORM, the Humans Were Away!


Have you smiled today?

They were together in the House. Just the two of them.  It was a cold, dark, stormy night. The storm had come quickly. Each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump. She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance...and wished that he would take her in his arms, comfort her and protect her from the storm.

Suddenly, with a pop, the power went out.... She screamed...He raced to the sofa where she was cowering.  He didn't hesitate to pull her into his arms. He was surprised.  She clung to him. The storm raged on... So consumed were they in their FEAR that they heard no opening of doors...Just the faint click of a camera......


Relatives,
All over the world we are noticing change with our animals. God's creatures everyone.  Let us remember that they need our love, while they undeniably gift us even more.  We are here to protect them, while they look after us.  There is an exchange of love,when we rush home to protect. During storms are animals do get frightened, like little children, they need our comfort too.
This story was brought to you by Grandmother Going Places
your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman

 
A Song from all the Animals of this World for the Humans.

Come my children, humans who we depend.  Let us realize all that you have done.  When you come home to rescue us from the storm.  Home my children, where have you been?  I was wondering if you got lost in the storm?  I know I need you, when you walk through that door.  My little children. I run home to your arms.

My heart does pitter patter when the storm does find my heart.  I wonder what turns the night to scowl, this very night.  It seems so dark, when you are not by my side. Come my children, when do you come home?  There I seek to hold you, forever and a day.  My children we adore you in all you do and say.  But when you are gone and we are all alone, we must pull together and wait out the fabled storm. 

Come my children, humans everyone.  We are looking at what you have done.  And we know you will bring us home into your arms, when you come home to lift us in your arms.  OH, the happiness.  Oh the fear slips away.  When I know you are going to give us a big hooray.  We are together, the Cat and the Dog, and my little children, Humans all the way.  We are together to allev(iate) the stormy waves.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, Elder crystal person, rainbow warriors of prophecy



 Fire Purification
 

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Freedom Eagle and Jeff the Caretaker Brought to Us by Shining Bird Rising Sun

The Eagle is the Holy and Sacred Bird of Watchfulness, binding heaven (darkness) and earth (lightness) together as One, through the fire purification of the spiritual being. Looming and weaving together our lives. Lavender People are our Eagles, our Holiness, from below to the above.

To unify the rainbow (lights traveling over waves) the song of love to everyone (through purification to flesh or lights, who are set free to know the glory with in, to sing or voice of everyone),  Holiness I need thee for all to see (illumination, the fire's light), the place where there is no disease (blessing through the sacred fire ceremony), the gardens' of paradise belongs to thee, the growth of a bloom (to and fro) for all to sea (vision of a heart), the heart of you and me! 

It stands like a mountain and flies down from the top, to look into the valleys below.  Guarding all that is sacred snow (crystalline stone river).  


When our hearts seem blind, we remember to chime with all the world, that longs to know love.  It's freedom that hoops and hollers, to make us shout and not be bothered. It's time to go home, where sacred is the show and love is always known in all waves.  The Rainbow Children, it's time to gather, to play as always.


Eternal we flow, together we glow and we are the rising sun each day.  A sun dance does know how great we do glow, the magic of a Rainbow Show. 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman


On Sat, Jan 23, 2010, Helen Shining Bird Rising Sun Crystal Heart, Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy wrote:
This is the kind of story we need when it seems like the world is spiraling out of control…

 Image: Not many people get a picture of this proud bird snuggled up next to them.
Freedom
and Jeff
Freedom and I have been together 10 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn't open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places.   She's my baby.
When Freedom came in she could not stand and both wings were broken. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vets office.   From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off,  and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in.  I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes. We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

 
This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn't stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize her if she couldn't stand in a week. You know you don't want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning.   She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn't want to go to the center that Thursday, because I couldn't bear the thought of her being euthanized;  but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear.  I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle.  She was ready to live..  I was just about in tears by then.   That was a very good day. 
 

 
We knew she could never fly,  so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses,  and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington.   We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV.   Miracle Pets even did a show about us.
In the spring of 2000,  I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin lymphoma.  I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo.   Lost the hair - the whole bit.   I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough,   I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.
Fast forward to November 2000, the day after Thanksgiving.   I went in for my last checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results.  I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.

So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill.   I hadn't said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back
 (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that
for I don't know how long.  That was a
magic moment.  We have been inseparable ever since she came in.  This is a very special bird.

On a side note:   I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on them.   I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us and I let him hold her.  His knees just about buckled and he swore he could feel her power coarse through his body. I have so many stories like
that.

I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as
Freedom.

Hope you  enjoy this.
Jeff



"Thank you Jeff and Shining Bird Rising Sun, for your devotion to mankind", says White Buffalo Calf Woman. "Thank you - she is wonderful, as are you for fighting your condition.  Love, light (both luminous and numinous) and healing wishes from the Iycan Coven in the UK", says White Willow, Magenta Warrior.


 Fire Purification
 

Blessed Song I give to you, to know the Sacred Blue. The home that we long to know true, the loving Blue (heart knowing relatives). Where distance is just a call, when you need all that's water fall (tears) and spring will light up inside your heart to find the blue, red illumination's call (finding your spirit)...aho, may your spirit fly!  

For more information about the hoops, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rainbow-warriors-of-prophecy or visit our blog at http://rainbowwarriorsofprophecy.blogspot.com

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I Got You Covered

 Just let me know if ANYONE messes up your day...
   I GOT YOU COVERED!

    AND I GOT FRIENDS!

Relatives, 
I laughed and laughed when I saw this.  Our animals know so much more than us, as only man knows how to blow each other away. Thank you Linda for bringing this to us.

Can you see what's it's gonna be, if we don't look the sacred ways?  We could only have cruel friends who think that shooting is the way.  Our hearts lean toward brotherhood who say, let's fight another way.  Let us fight to show the world that embrace of your fellow man, will offer us, the way to roam upon our distant lands.  We are like little children who speak our hearts so true, and only love will sooth us, instead of bullets so cruel.
Whisper in the winds tonight, and offer a blessings to the air, "I breathe the breath of life, and I want a place to bare!"  We pray for our children.  We pray for the disease of the world.  We pray for our fellow man, to save all the children out there.  Not only are we brothers and sisters, but relatives to all creatures that stir, and we offer blessings who receive the night air.  

Heaven are where stars shine.  Heaven are our souls.  Heaven is where Great Spirits roam, where our lives are born.  Heaven is a creature of unending love, and heaven is the darkness that needs blessings far above.  And mostly heaven is the shadows, where we hide our hearts.  This heaven let me out now, for blessings will move me along (safely).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal person (iyeska or interpreter)
You bring the story, and without the story, there is no teaching.  I am the interpreter, you are the teacher.  Trust your soul, be so bold and all your dreams come true.

 
True love is neither physical, nor romantic! True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

Peace is seeing a sunset and knowing who to thank. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. Amen to that!

To feel rich, count all the things you have that money can't buy.
Billy "Rock"
Rainbow Warrior, the Green Person (Spirit Leader of the Embrace) 
May the Great Spirit always walk beside you and your loved ones upon the Earth Mother

Yellow Chief says, "I accept this challenge!"

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Woampa, the Ant Who Seas Light at the End of the Journey, Where the Dark (Heaven) Does Play!


The perilous journey to speak to White Buffalo Calf Woman, the Ant Who sees light at the end of the tunnel, across the blanket, where he enlisted me. Sacred Heart Song he left behind, for all to sea.

What can I say, but I tried to get my way, to find the top of the hill, without reaching the top of the way.  The lights where so bright, and none could of found that day, but you will hear my heart, then I am very found.

I know it seems my life is end, but I say, I have just began, to fill the halls with Heaven sent, for your tears, leaves me here and went. 

The journey of the fall is great, then up to the mountains, we do trace.  And I was, close to be near you, and my life, I gave, to see it through.

Thank you for at least listening to me, when others could have forgotten about me, but you did cry and weep your eyes, and even negotiated, what to do, with surmise.

We took a hold, and made it bold, you gave your promise, to be heard.  And now you are listening to my heart, what a wonderful heart. 

The days are longer, than the night, because there is so much toil in the plight, the nights give us refuge, but what do we learn, if we can't go out there and earn.

The kingdom is greater, than we can sea, the heart of longing in the breeze, and you have given the love, of most, by listening, with intent to the throat.  It's my voice, you hear. It's a transformation, I go to find you near.  And it's what you do to find me, to give us liberty.

Now it's the era of blind do sea, but we must help them up to be, like I gave my life, for you to hear, and you must give yours, to be so bold.  The day, will come, when others must lead, and we must give them room, so we can bleed, and the journey of life, it will be so lords, the place of hearts learn of being so bold.  For kingdoms come and perish in the wind, but our lives, continue, to grow and sin.  And this faithful song, will begin again, to learn of forgiveness, and all the sacred things.

Bless my child, bless everything, the wood, the light, the passing of the spring.  And when the waterfall finds you, give refuge, to know it's all a clues.  The knowledge of heaven, the growth of the tree, the place, we give our lives, to harmony. To be the tall stranger in a foreign land, is to be the fruit, that does land and dance.

Remember me, the ant, who believed.  I came to deliver, this song to thee.  And I hope, you won't forget, the way of the wind, where my heart, will treasure, the time we spent, together, forever, it's all in the dance.  The relatives, we start out, to notice everything, then surely as time passes, we forget, what we bring, the heart of knowing, the song of the wings.

Let us find our way together, forever, and that's for me.  I want you to know, the light in front of me.  I will travel the darkness, to find the light within, to grow and treasure, almost everything.  And that small, treasure, that I can't seem to release, my heart grows fonder, to find some relief.  The justice of everything, that holds my hand, will be the laws of love, every time.

Give treasures.  Receive measures.  Go where ever you believe.  Gift the song, in the wind, where there is a Dawn, the spoken dance, where we do prance, the Ant, who is mighty, and fights to know all.  To search, in the woods, the grove of the trees, and my heart found you, to be with me.  I love thee, my heart cheers.  My greatness I land in thee.  The place I will always treasure, the place my heart sails.


The smallest ant, who gave it's life, traveling upon my neck, it died.  Because I felt an itch, and thought, I needed to scratch, and did not know, that it was an Ant, who did not know.  And often, Ants come to me, to speak to me.  This time, the Ant left a treasure for all to sea (the heart song).  His name is Woampa, Can I Leave?  Only after the breeze!  Follow the flowing heart, then our flesh, shall know the way, he says! 





Commissioned by: California Science Center Foundation
Ants (Family: Formicidae), about Ants:
Ants are eusocial, living within colonies with infertile females (the workers), fertile winged males (the drones) and fertile winged females (the queens). Queens remove their wings when they start a new nest. Ants are typically red, brown, or black. They live underground or in dead wood on all but the coldest continents. Sizes vary between 1 mm and 30 mm. Ants have complete metamorphosis. Queen ants live a few years. Workers live for a few months to a year. Males live only a few weeks, dying after mating.

Warriors of the Earth  
 

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Milwaka the Female Deer Sings the Eyes Are Meant to See the World!


Elder Willed One stopped to heal a deer that was hit on the road.  Everyone drove by and did not care.  She drove back to assist the Deer, who have been medicine for her life in the past five years.  It happened to be the Deer, who was the twin heart of Willed One (a sacred restructurer of the village, as a Magenta Elder who is the great caretaker who brings brotherhood through sacred unity of realms), to assist her vision of hope to the people.

 Spirit Journey with Deer, her name is "Milwaka" which means holy reformation of the law of love. This is the Heart Song from Milwaka, the female doe!


Eyes are meant to see the world. But often they don't see, the glory that comes into me.  The glory for all to see.  I say my heart will tell the world of what I am to be, if only you could find a way to be the heart of me! 

Come and dance, sing along, glory fill my days.  Running free over rolling hills, just in the time to see.  Can't you vibrate the song to me? (Willed One used energy work on the Deer to reduce suffering) Can't you feel the breeze? I know the song must dance within, for the sun to shine again. 

There is whispers come to me, they tell me I'm the One. The one they choose to fill the world with light from deep inside the void.  Can you feel the heart of the deer?  Can you feel my fur?  I will cover and blanket you.  I will fill your void (tears).

When the sun shines in the night (Shooting star in the daylight was seen by Willed One Whispering Silence as the Deer Milwaka takes her final breaths and departs this earthly realm into heavenly space near to protect). There I find my heart, I come to you to feel the breeze, the heart that needs the breeze.

Wait a moment, I will come to rescue you like pure doves (peace within).  I will guard and treasure you, for all you did for me.  Come and bless, the holy stream, the pure, the brave, the free. And I will dance and jump for you from shore to shining sea.

I can jump moons, this day.  I can sea (vision of the heart, heavenly space) my way.  My heart beckons all to come, the holy spiritual way. 



Drumbeat (time to reflect) Drumbeat


Did you feel my heart this way?  Did you feel the light?  I can say, my love never dies away, but grows us apart (roots).  I can dance and sing a song to find my way to you.  Sow, seeds are planted one for you to share with all the views (share with everyone).

Don't forget me!  Don't weep too long!  Because I am not gone. I only traveled to the other shore, the place we go from here. I will journey to and fro. I will grow and grow.  I will see the many realms, the places for all to travel for. 

Paradise is in glory be.  The places we don't see.  Tell them open their eyes, share their hearts and all the void will be filled.  I tell you the deer always fills.

Don't forget me.  Don't tear too long, for I am not gone.  My love will journey to you only after I have gone.  Don't worry, pray to God.  Don't worry, rely on God.  Don't worry my love won't part, because my heart is like a dart (aiming with direction).  Always knowing when to depart.  Always knowing the other shore (realms to realms, like from heaven to earth or earth to heaven).  Always knowing where to go home, for my love will guide me back to where I am from, the place of heaven, the place of earth, the place my eye (third eye, vision of heavenly dark space), see the earth.  


Love me.  Love you.  Love trees (the sacred teacher of love, the laws that united heaven and earth), that's the earth.  Don't fret. Don't give up hope.  Don't be shamed in your love, instead find glory in all you do, to bring the heart home again, to bring the heart home again, to bring the heart home, to you my friend (on the other shore, the place I travel towards).  My love, my life, my relative true, I'm the deer from you!

sung by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother and drum by holiness running eagle shooting star

Manik (Deer/Healing Hand) - instinctual, intuitive, ritual dance, stabilizes the four directions, purifies spirit to rise above limitations.

 
Deer energy represents the aspect of spiritual leadership, a day that opens a portal for all to express the holiness and sanctity of life. Many shamanic rituals were performed on Deer Days giving thanks to the Ancestors. Shamans themselves were initiated on the most sacred day of all, 8 (the eternity symbol) Deer. The Deer Dance Festival was an ancient ritual dance performed annually. It is still performed today by many native cultures and symbolizes equality and balance between man and nature, hunter and hunted, the sacred rhythm of the cosmic dance.
 
Deer energy is the silence of all that has gone before and all that will happen in the future reflected in the eyes of the deer. The glyph itself shows a healing hand. One interpretation is that the hand is holding the spark of life, the thread that connects our past and future with our present moment.

The energy of the Deer uplifts our spirit to rise above our worldly limitations. This can be an empowering time to speak freely about strongly held beliefs for the good of the community, family and/or self. This is especially important at this time because of the shift which Earth is presently experiencing. No longer can things remain the same with the same paradigms controlling events. Now is the time for change and now is the time for that change to be oriented toward the good of humanity. Let’s look to our ancestors for the knowledge and wisdom needed in the present moment to visualize and dream a new future.
 
Deer energy underlies (or influences) the days of 6 Eb, the ladder or pyramid of the Road of Life; 7 Ben, the pillar or World Tree, source of all inner power; and 8 Ix, the Jaguar, Lord of Darkness, who rules the Underworld or our shadow selves, and also the Lord of four-legged animals. The sacred protection and groundedness of Deer energy provides an opportunity to travel our spiritual path of inner exploration without fear.  We are then free to express our heart-felt beliefs
for the good of humanity.

 
As we journey through each day, utilize the sacred energy of Deer to connect with your spirituality. This is a great time to perform ceremony, ritual and dance giving thanks to the Ancestors for the gift of life and for the opportunity to live a new future on earth through expressions of love and peace.


Warriors of the Earth