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Saturday, February 25, 2012

Grandfather Star Callum Dreams Golden Grass Vane, Four Directions Again!

On Tue, Feb 21, 2012 at 12:37 AM, Grandfather Star Callum wrote:

Greetings White Buffalo Calf Woman,
Please could you tell me more about the following dream?

Aston, Jasmine and I were in a big field of yellow grass about 1 metre high. After a long time walking, we came to a kind of steep hill. We got to the top and a few seconds later we heard this loud noise....like a HISSSSSS, and I said...RUN!!!!! So Jasmine and I run and jump into the grass to our right and then I think oh CRAP, forgot Aston. So I sprint back to Aston and put him on my shoulders and run yelling (like a warrior) back to Jasmine.

I wake up and notice that it is 6.55am and go back to sleep.

Thank you
Blessings Grandfather Star Callum
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Hoop 5: Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts are united, we share with intelligence. However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one. We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)! 

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On Thu, Feb 23, 2012 at 8:02 PM, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother <whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com> wrote:


Aho Grandfather Star Callum,
You are funny even in your dreams, I see.

Yellow grass is the time of the times of brotherhood. Grass is usually green, place of Grandmothers of the green grass or new beginnings, a new dream. Golden color means abundance at the end, when harvest takes hold, like in Autumn or Fall or is that Spring for you in the southern hemisphere. It's after summer, when we can harvest and share our goodness. In America, we call it Thanksgiving and families come together to share the great harvest time, by sharing a very very large meal together.

Going up a steep hill means we must strive to reach the top, like it is for us all in the rainbow clan, however, it's time to go to the bottom of the valley, once you get to the top of the hill. Learning to descend with our souls means we follow the law. And the snake is the law of love (hissing sound), down in the heavenly valleys upon earth, where our hearts push and pull and receive great abundance.

Run, but which way. And your forgot someone, because you reacted, rather than stopped to use tactic (use your heart and your head). Standing up, towards those unseen forces. Instead talk to the universe, looking all around, the soul compounds (closer together, listen to the waves of sound).

Yelling is sound.  To make a great sound, gives warning in the air, just like a warrior who dares. In the North American woods, we often sing in the woods to alert the animals, especially the bear and the deer. Then the animals know others are coming, a warning. A bell signifies a warning, but also the bell of freedom, to gather together. A great sound can be a song of angels or a scream of joy. There is much in the transmission of the voice of God (g: utterance of ah: heavenly d: transmission).

Moves towards the grass on the right, speaking from the heart, all around, will show you the waves, sound and light crash upon the sight/site, to bring all answers in the winds. Feel the way to begin.

6 is the crystalline form and 5 is the relative and 5 more is the sky overhead, we flow together, one big snow, a blessings upon the rainbow. Back to sleep, another dream, to help me off my feet (red road), now I go to the blue road again to help me find the way to swim, my thoughts lie in the winds.

You're welcome,
White Buffalo Calf Woman
elder crystal child
crystal, yellow, green, gray (buffalo gleams or four directions shine)



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Dreams and visions show us the waves, into the world of eternal rays. We are from heaven, the blue road does sea (envision), all around us the beloved seas. Goodness in all our cherished beliefs. Dream on, dream on, to bring us far and wise, to the heart of the meaning each and every time. We are part of the greatness, the shining inside of us, let all be humbled by the seas! Shine on, shine on forever in the breeze.