tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66974644526769764382024-03-05T19:22:00.042-08:00Dreams and VisionsRiding the Yellow Rolling HillWhite Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-38788917197861452812012-07-31T22:21:00.002-07:002012-07-31T22:21:49.053-07:00The Feast of Fowl<br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;">On Tue, Jul 31, 2012 at 2:25 PM, Grandmother Upon the Hill </span><span dir="ltr" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><<a href="mailto:drhoecker@gmail.com" target="_blank">drhoecker@gmail.com</a>></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"> wrote:</span><br />
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dear white buffalo calf woman,<br /><br />an event will occur that identifies<br />the abomination of desolation<br />where it should not be<br />it was announced from the great chief<br />for the votes<br />legalized gay marriage<br />this calls <b><i>the feast of fowl</i></b><br />but you knew that as well<br /><br />there is little left to do but<br />keep the first commandment<br />which is the sin abandoned<br />we forgot to love life<br />the angels from beyond<br />they remind us too<br />return to your first love<br />that is held against most of us<br />first love forgotten<br /><br /><br />the hills call me<br />the trees call me<br />the river jordan call me<br />the call of the wild<br />is this my punishment<br />to live wild for seven years<br />after seven years scribing?<br /><br />i know fifteen year extension<br />saw it in a vision<br />seven about done<br /><br /><br /><br />perhaps it is a blessing<br />that would let me see<br /> the fruit of my labor<br />where the seeds can be sown<br />the vegetables and fruit and<br />the trees bearing their gifts<br />so those who find their way<br />the same may come freely eat<br />and the water is deep and clear<br />year round it flows forth<br />free to drink from this fountain<br />it is mans gift to receive<br />the one place that will be<br />and was and still is sacred<br />it is our home<br /><br />some things are bigger than one man can handle<br />sometimes they receive help from woman<br />sometimes they shrink the situation down to size<br />and go forth alone to slay the beast<br />with a sharp blade of truth<br />keeping the women safe from harm unawares<br /><br />a life was ransomed before time<br />the reminder for all time to come<br />when we get lost the shepherd has<br />to come and rescue the little lambs<br />and take the place there of care<br />until the lamb is returned home<br /><br />love even still<br />grandmother upon the hill</blockquote>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-85082634406683622212012-07-07T22:13:00.002-07:002012-07-07T22:32:12.524-07:00Red Elk Vision - Cherokee Nation Twisted Hair Society<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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:) Not that it's relevant anymore but I just needed a morning laugh........and decided to just do a little surfing, and found this <span style="background-color: white;">Quote.</span><br />
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Red Elk is an Inter-Tribal Medicine Man. He is a self-described half-breed Native American / white, of both the BlackFeet and Shoshoni Nations, as well as part Irish and French. He is a member of the Heyoka (hi - OH - kah) Society, a Contrarian group of Native Americans who do not follow the normal path of mankind. Red Elk is one of twelve Inner Heyoka members. He is one of the nine members of the Red Web Society who are working to bring understanding of many hidden sacred teachings to the people of Earth. He is also an honorary member of the Cherokee Nations Twisted Hair Society.<br />
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In 1973 Red Elk went on a 69 day fast, taking water, juices, and vitamins. On or about the 49th day Red Elk began to experience a vision about the future. For a little more than an hour each day for 3 days Red Elk saw and experienced a future that he didn't want to see.<br />
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<b><i>The East and West coasts of America subside, a huge meteor strikes the Atlantic, unimaginably great earthquakes rip apart the earth as massive volcanic eruptions darken the skies and blacken the land. But these tribulations pale in comparison to what soon follows as the earth's axis flips and ensuing floods and 300 mile per hour winds savagely destroy buildings, people, ecosystems and entire nations.</i></b><br />
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Red Elk believes that there is Hope and that we have time to change and prepare... But the first thing we must change is ourselves.<a href="http://greatvision.org/bio.htm">http://greatvision.org/bio.htm</a><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">http://redelkspeaks.com/about/</span><br />
Heather's e-mail address for all Red Elk matters is: heather@tkweb.com<br />
Red Elk is also reachable through the other admin of this site, Whale Sister (WS), at zhora@anthroland.com, and in fact this email is answered a lot quicker.<br />
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If you would like to mail Red Elk you can write to:<br />
Red Elk<br />
P.O. Box 166<br />
Thorp, Washington<br />
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There will be ABSOLUTELY NO ANSWER unless a Self-Addressed Stamped Envelope is included!!White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-53151626239945971592012-06-25T20:41:00.002-07:002012-06-25T20:41:41.961-07:00Crystal View<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;">On Mon, Jun 25, 2012 at 8:06 PM, Dana Hoecker </span><span dir="ltr" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><<a href="mailto:drhoecker@gmail.com" target="_blank">drhoecker@gmail.com</a>></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"> wrote:</span><br />
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dear white buffalo calf woman,<br /><br />a song of a crystal view<br />and it came true<br />to be an example<br /><br /><br />i was setting with my brother dale<br />and we were smoking and looking into crystals<br />i saw a snakes head and a hanging man<br />not understanding i said i<br />see a snake head ,no body<br />and i see your brother hanging with no head<br />well after i had to dispatch a snake from a dog fight and<br />in guilt i hung myself.<br /><br />hence the picture<br />i was the brother<br /><br /><br />grandmother upon the hill</blockquote>
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<span style="color: #006600;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;">Then I saw two being laying on the stone table, not in the flesh. A golden one and a black one, they touched each other. They spiralled into each other and I was there again on the table as Tania. After that they put lotus petals, giant ones over me so that I was in a cocoon.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;">"Approaching a tree we approach a sacred being who can teach us about love and about endless giving. She is one of millions of beings who provide our air, our homes, our fuel, our books. Working with the spirit of the tree can bring us renewed energy, powerful inspiration, deep communion." - Druid Tree Lore and the Ogham</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">Fro</span><span style="font-family: arial;">m: </span><b class="gmail_sendername" style="font-family: arial;">Grandmother Upon the Hill</b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><span dir="ltr" style="font-family: arial;"><drhoecker@gmail.com></span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">Date: Thu, May 3, 2012 at 6:20 PM</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">Subject: a gift that shines in vision</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">To: whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">dear white buffalo calf woman ,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i send my blessings to you and your's</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">a song of knowing i share for you </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">this is the one vision you look for so,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">a gift you ask of me,?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">yes ,i bless the sacred nine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> directions and bow to the truth</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">ok i will gift to you my vision,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">share with the children what does it mean?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">when the sky tore apart i was taken</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">my truck was flying and shaking</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i looked out my window then it was gone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i saw a great pillar,sky dark left bright right.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> at first i thought was a being with arms </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">but it turned into a pillar and upon the top</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> was a great pearl and</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> green swirls around its girth</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">all mans things of normal gone.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">then i was seeing from the</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> outside of creation looking in</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> at the systems every where out there </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> and all i could think was </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">where did i come from as i looked </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">out in eternity, so many examples i did see.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i was finally turned and i saw this thing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">where we ought to be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">there was a big black arc</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">to the right of me with the sky high view </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i saw a lot as it showed me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">my memory was in jumbles</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">even now it stumbles when</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i try to speak.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLNw-QQx_mfHAQ2NQvGOd20NdkQ-ckEMccFejgoEP1lyIQsQhWxK8pY9K45KEx0NjJnH4zsod_VOC5kkNm8J6UOxJ4kaAvm1yRRjD0tso0_v_Nvv7saRSzgxgQaXHkToN72x9h8S6Y_ST/s1600/03creatio9n+video++in+here+761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLNw-QQx_mfHAQ2NQvGOd20NdkQ-ckEMccFejgoEP1lyIQsQhWxK8pY9K45KEx0NjJnH4zsod_VOC5kkNm8J6UOxJ4kaAvm1yRRjD0tso0_v_Nvv7saRSzgxgQaXHkToN72x9h8S6Y_ST/s320/03creatio9n+video++in+here+761.jpg" width="240" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">the monolith was as a big magnetic thing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">when i found my self back setting in my truck</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">it felt like a second i saw everything to see.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">it set me back in the seat and my knees were shaking</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">if i had got out i would have fallen down.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">then the knowledge letter by letter came pouring</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">to my head and i had to ask it to stop </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">as it was hurting me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">it really did not slow but came at me more </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">organized and it stored itself in my head</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">then i kept seeing since ahead many events</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> i was i am sure taken and taught things</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;"> they come to </span>me. in<span style="font-family: arial;"> spiritual way to reveal </span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">then when i say things they do come true.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">now i always trusted the creator of all things</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">i asked for signs to the people</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">so they could see for them selves</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">to tell them what is in heaven.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">now thee rain bow bridge i see.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">can you explain this for me?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">your friend and relative </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">grandmother on the hill</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;">grey magenta aqua grey</span><br />
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<br style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;" />White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-2610077529697873612012-04-12T20:19:00.005-07:002012-06-25T13:26:46.162-07:00Grandmother Comfort in the Wind DreamsGrandmother Comfort in the Wind's Dream<br />
It's the only thing that relieves the spinning tornado. in tunes with the spinning river. spinning and flying on tsunami of japan. I was helping people in my dream, no one else in my family, by myself with a group of people, all seem to go to a safe place. I knew we were being followed, helping others be in a safe place, kind of a city, inside a building, suddenly on the roof tops, these dark figures, ninja like, that were following us, edge of roof top and roof tops, cat walks move to building to building, that's what we were doing. people in black from behind, hurry everyone, I went off the edge and levitating, more afraid of me than the people following, I started blessings, did a spin, wobbly at first, got people off the building, don't remember the actual sequence, there was an earthquake, inside the building, see it kind of like a wave go past us, went outside the building, remembering going down, somehow, on a water front on a ocean, some of the places in Hawaii, locals would hang out, people sitting talking to chat, getting them to leave a tsunami , trying to get them to leave, but they ignored you. suddenly in a room. the place where I was didn't seem like an island like, suddenly ocean thing, people felt, laid back, no problem, moving fine, it was weird and it didn't seem to belong in the same place. then I am trying to catch up with the group of people and in the room, immediately door shuts behind me, don't know if they are going to captured me, I knew I had been corralled, I called on great spirits and levitated, you and Jesus too. I started to spin, It was like so fast, like a skater on the ice. and sparks of light started to fly off of me as I spun. then I woke up and immediately thought, japan and Hawaii, as the dream and they were for Hawaii. Strange. Black guards surrounding me, then I lifted off the ground spinning.I started to bless them, I started to spin and all the way around.<br />
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Nicky's dream a golden child about tornadoesWhite Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-25523107284336527892012-04-06T12:25:00.001-07:002012-04-06T13:31:22.232-07:00Black Eagle Watching<div class="gmail_quote"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div class="info"><h4> </h4><h3><span style="font-size: x-small;">Indian Black Eagle (<i>Ictinaetus malayensis</i>)</span></h3></div></td></tr>
</tbody></table>On Fri, Apr 6, 2012 at 10:35 AM, Thunder Roaring Stream <span dir="ltr"></span>wrote:<br />
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My beautiful white buffalo calf woman and holiness David running eagle shooting star,<br />
At last the vision of a black eagle perched in a tree over watching... Great change is upon us NOW :)<br />
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-THUNDER ROARING STREAM, YOUR WHISPERING IN THE WIND, YELLOW CHILD<br />
http://yellowrollinghill.blogspot.com/2012/04/black-eagle-watching.html<br />
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On Fri, Apr 6, 2012 at 12:35 AM, White Buffalo Calf Woman wrote:<br />
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<i><b>Aho Thunder Roaring Stream,</b></i><br />
The black eagle gleams, to show us how to swing, from one branch to the other, the relative shore we adore.<br />
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Eagles bring us together, whether we want it or not, it's the beginning of life, through the renewal of love in our hearts. WE become sacred beings once again.<br />
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The tree of life shares it's great story as well. With our arms we reach up. We our legs we reach down. And the binding of our hearts, the trunk of the tree reminds is we swing around, diving with our one eye (vision of the heart) on the target (dreamer) on the yellow road (path that lasts and lasts). This image is shaped like a donut, with our energies moving from the center (a light from within, the sun dance) outwards and the red road (earthly flesh, color) moving to the blue road (heavenly soul, sound). It's time to hear the winds that blow and understand all the groans, because love is here/hear to reign/rain and share.<br />
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The eagle flies with one eye always on target (swirling), this way he never loses sight with prayers. Sending love and protecting the garden of paradise is the top notch path of holiness, to unify the world together. <br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIE6-9ILFWyulqtf1ZKqRvGkiFe0ngsCg4qCkQDab3gd40_yEk2tKXJuHzY00gPx7w2RIjDGSgB5xOjlxcuQDeF9B5Tgyy7mC9D6zpNNF4qZkicYtGD1IfHk6nqeUFezGHfb9NUyDQv6C/s1600/6.DSC+e_1862.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIE6-9ILFWyulqtf1ZKqRvGkiFe0ngsCg4qCkQDab3gd40_yEk2tKXJuHzY00gPx7w2RIjDGSgB5xOjlxcuQDeF9B5Tgyy7mC9D6zpNNF4qZkicYtGD1IfHk6nqeUFezGHfb9NUyDQv6C/s320/6.DSC+e_1862.jpg" width="320" /></a>Love is the law and the Eagle from Heaven (darkness) gifts the lesson and the great treasure. We bow to the eagle on the branch who bows down like an Elder to look over us and shine blissfully in the tree of life, to bind us all together. Oneness of the Rainbow Clan, hear we come, singing and dancing under the sun. <br />
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your devoted servant,<br />
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother<br />
elder crystal child, akicita (law bringer) and iyeshka (interpreter)<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Black Eagle, Short Story and Pictures</b></span><br />
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The Black Eagle is a large raptor at about 70–80 cm in length. Adults have all-black plumage, with a yellow bill base (cere) and feet. The wings are long and pinched in at the innermost primaries giving a distinctive shape. The tail shows faint barring and upper tail covers paler. When perched the wing tips reach till or exceed the tail tip. The wings are held in a shallow V in flight. Seen on hot afternoons, scouring the treetops for a nest to maraud, this bird is easily spotted by its jet black colour, large size, and a 'characteristic' slow flight, sometimes just above the canopy.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZFjfDzu9M85F0nOxXhL2beU8BX-oXtC0Xtu1qLjiFnUF3G5-OKBHwkGcQuGODTgukWT8Tmmx0oYRf2nsx82vWSEdAY4z5IzvPHoewdqde1rcRy5HKRS2KlBJg7XP7whlZUv3_SBpUL-l/s1600/2.BlackEagle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZFjfDzu9M85F0nOxXhL2beU8BX-oXtC0Xtu1qLjiFnUF3G5-OKBHwkGcQuGODTgukWT8Tmmx0oYRf2nsx82vWSEdAY4z5IzvPHoewdqde1rcRy5HKRS2KlBJg7XP7whlZUv3_SBpUL-l/s200/2.BlackEagle.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Sexes are similar, but young birds have a buff head, underparts and underwing coverts. The wing shape helps to distinguish this species from the dark form of Crested Hawk-Eagle, (Spizaetus cirrhatus). The tarsi are fully feathered and the toes are relatively stout and short with long claws that are less strongly curved than in other birds of prey.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2WWRYMhpBCNL-tvidD23q7Z3icXJNkbb4-kx41DIFVxAYdAge2Nav5gwggVTC3womTIaLx_ya4E7ipn39D9luziXVYdSqkOGmHayZ5XnzQXT8mUUZmexSkEGg22VEIQTaEwNYebX8QkMX/s1600/3.black-eagle-90-s-39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="141" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2WWRYMhpBCNL-tvidD23q7Z3icXJNkbb4-kx41DIFVxAYdAge2Nav5gwggVTC3womTIaLx_ya4E7ipn39D9luziXVYdSqkOGmHayZ5XnzQXT8mUUZmexSkEGg22VEIQTaEwNYebX8QkMX/s200/3.black-eagle-90-s-39.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>The Black Eagle eats mammals, birds and eggs. It is a prolific nest-predator and is known for its slow flight just over the canopy. Due to this eagle's ability to remain aloft for long periods with minimal effort, the Lepcha people of India's Darjeeling District described it as a bird that never sat down. The curved claws and wide gape allow it to pick up eggs of birds from nests. Along with Swallow-tailed Kites they share the unique habit of carrying away an entire nest with nestlings to a feeding perch. Squirrels, macaques and many species of birds emit alarm calls when these birds are spotted soaring over the forest. The Indian Giant Squirrel has been noted as a prey of this species and young Bonnet Macaques may also fall prey to them.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIReQsVfBd1BVybRvtDp9e-Bj-Ny_ybJyecHiPFoH82XkJwjVcn6aQpR9d14TtnQahIK3JSzEOBxuOdHXdD5826yFPuKXIkxr35QTJwSILOAl18TFPdNwyKvMzI5eO-mZg5JB3XByMD21/s1600/5.black+eagle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="141" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIReQsVfBd1BVybRvtDp9e-Bj-Ny_ybJyecHiPFoH82XkJwjVcn6aQpR9d14TtnQahIK3JSzEOBxuOdHXdD5826yFPuKXIkxr35QTJwSILOAl18TFPdNwyKvMzI5eO-mZg5JB3XByMD21/s200/5.black+eagle.jpg" width="200" /></a>The courtship display involves steep dives with folded wings with swoops up in a U shape into a vertical stall. They build a platform nest, 3 to 4 feet wide, on a tall tree overlooking a steep valley. One or two white eggs which are blotched in brown and mauve may be laid during the nesting season between January and April. The nest site may be reused year after year.<br />
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Thank you http://blackeaglepaokwallpaper.blogspot.com/2012/04/black-eagle-short-story-and-pictures.html<br />
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<div dir="ltr">PSS Spell-correct took over my second dream . . reposting here<div><br />
</div><div><span style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"><div>#2 i entered the dream as a person, a female, but looked nothing like me and was very <b><span style="font-size: medium;">fast (haha not fat)</span></b> - i am sloth-like in comparison. I had like gold/blondish hair, long and was dressed in black. i was with another person, a male, (human form), he was in front of me. But nothing sexist or anything like that . . . no monkey business here!</div><div class="im"> <div style="font-size: 13px;">we were running through buildings and stuff, fighting. We were warriors or something like that. This world was very dry, with sand and dirt, buildings, some shrubbery. Kinda overcast feel to it, but not in a cloudy way . . .like the air was sorta reddish hued. There were other people living here. We were fighting these giant robotic like creatures - machines that would snatch people up and may have been responsible for the drought like feel of the place . . .at any rate i watched one land from above and grab someone. They were very large. </div></div></span><div><div class="h5"><br />
<div class="gmail_quote">On Wed, Mar 28, 2012 at 4:20 PM, Grace wrote:<br />
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</div><div>golden grace<div><div><br />
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<div class="gmail_quote">On Wed, Mar 28, 2012 at 4:19 PM, Grace wrote:<br />
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px #ccc solid; margin: 0 0 0 .8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"><div dir="ltr">White Buffalo Calf Woman and Hoops,<div><br />
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</div><div>I was going to share these with you all. Have been zipping about like a hummingbird . . .or like a lightening bolt or something fast . . . . stopping for a moment to say something here. </div><div><br />
</div><div>#1 Since Mother Nation theme has been beating down my door lately . . . i remembered this dream from awhile back (when i had meaningful dreams that i remembered) I need to understand this group better, as i seem to run into them (or they try to run me over) quite a bit . . . .</div><div><br />
</div><div>So in my dream i was sitting with these older african women. They were happy to see me and we were all having a good time. Then they all lined up and tilted their heads to the sky and opened their mouths and sang. Not a song like Old macDonald or anything like that it was a sound song, i will call them, as the sounds were the meaning. . . seems there is lots of song like communication in my dreams. Wish i spoke 'Song' better =^) </div><div><br />
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</div><div>#2 i entered the dream as a person, a female, but looked nothing like me and was very fat - i am sloth-like in comparison. I had like gold/blondish hair, long and was dressed in black. i was with another person, a male, (human form), he was in front of me. But nothing sexist or anything like that . . . no monkey business here!</div><div>we were running through buildings and stuff, fighting. We were warriors or something like that. This world was very dry, with sand and dirt, buildings, some shrubbery. Kinda overcast feel to it, but not in a cloudy way . . .like the air was sorta reddish hued. There were other people living here. We were fighting these giant robotic like creatures - machines that would snatch people up and may have been responsible for the drought like feel of the place . . .at any rate i watched one land from above and grab someone. They were very large. </div><div><br />
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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! <a href="http://groups.google.com/group/whitebuffalocalfwoman" target="_blank">http://groups.google.com/<wbr></wbr>group/whitebuffalocalfwoman</a>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-10738110785263865502012-03-12T12:53:00.000-07:002012-03-12T12:53:10.006-07:00Grandmother Jasmine Heals the Crown, to Help All the Down (soft feathers or children)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh73E_v35BtDV8fUOrUU0Y98g_MCM32mC5GZgQ4dzpMpJ6waXhiY-TyV_iv2-4e6pFeetmbkcO7fkWybThcoDGK-Yzf9l3UTItUHArAeamgxaT8d4IIyJgbrVhuMpq4qtU0c8WqN4Czy1/s1600/--90000--79934_product_1152816022_thumb_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh73E_v35BtDV8fUOrUU0Y98g_MCM32mC5GZgQ4dzpMpJ6waXhiY-TyV_iv2-4e6pFeetmbkcO7fkWybThcoDGK-Yzf9l3UTItUHArAeamgxaT8d4IIyJgbrVhuMpq4qtU0c8WqN4Czy1/s400/--90000--79934_product_1152816022_thumb_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><b style="font-style: italic;">Beloved Grandmother Jasmine </b>(gray, yellow, blue, gray)<b><i>, </i></b></div><div style="font-family: arial;">Blessings to you two (together). It's been more than a week since you wrote, eleven days (crystal stone), bow and praise, the day of peace (eleventh day) comes into haze, the dreaming state you embrace. I am sorry I cannot answer you quickly, like you would have liked. But it seems for you, it can be a problem for you, that others do not get back to you quickly. And I will tell you why. You see, you are a Grandmother, the gray child (soul's position), this is a female color. You are also a female (flesh body). Now this means, you are all girl. Right? Of course, but this also means, others don't see you there/here/hear. At times you are invisible to people, but you may be standing right there. Start singing at them, it's like yelling from your heart, but it has to be with song, then they will hear you get along and will hear the sounds abound, rushing from your heart, the shout out. It's their soul that hears, even if they are far away, they will still hear your call/song.</div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: arial;">You see in our times of changing, mankind is learning to receive each other. Women are from heaven. Men are from earth. And since women are from heaven and you are also a soul child of heaven, and a female flesh body, means lots of times, people are not nice to you. They don't see you, don't recognize you or think they have to be nice. Just remember, that Grandmothers "know" what to say. The singing from your heart, this will help the arc, the flowing of others rainbow colors. We will talk more on the phone soon. Maybe this Wednesday (Tuesday my time) if I can. I will let your Mom (Grandfather Standing By Me) know. </div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: arial;">Learning to trust your dreams and your heart, means many tears. Just remember that it's your embrace that is all that matters. Just hug them and let them go. This will help. Just say, "Next" (who needs an hug). We are learning to wake up to heaven. And you have much power. And learning how to use it means, trusting your sensory perceptions or feelings. This is inside what you feel, not what you see. Because what you "know", is the flow, as you are Grandmother Dreamspace. This means, we all live inside of you, like the wind (blue waters). Just to let you know, there are lots and lots of Grandmothers, so you don't have to do this job all by yourself.</div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: arial;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_H01najvxYWpLoi93aOrFmwZmyD9yuCefdoPdWjw4QK_0LDDKjKDqOk4SlgyN_-2GOOrqlK8vPd9XcrZ7T-DqM_nMCLIFpRD_SDDIkuMvM019IP3DdRwfXk6Kk1I8GxZC5nJyRaTVAE5V/s1600/!BwynyPQ!mk~$(KGrHqN,!jEEv1+0LUQOBMKm!kOB)Q~~_35.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_H01najvxYWpLoi93aOrFmwZmyD9yuCefdoPdWjw4QK_0LDDKjKDqOk4SlgyN_-2GOOrqlK8vPd9XcrZ7T-DqM_nMCLIFpRD_SDDIkuMvM019IP3DdRwfXk6Kk1I8GxZC5nJyRaTVAE5V/s1600/!BwynyPQ!mk~$(KGrHqN,!jEEv1+0LUQOBMKm!kOB)Q~~_35.JPG" /></a></div>Now about your dreaming... </div><div style="font-family: arial;">You will be <span style="color: #33cc00;">gm: Grandmother Jasmine </span> and<span style="color: #33cc00;"> </span>I will be <span style="color: #990000;">cw: White Buffalo Calf Woman</span> </div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;">gm: I had to get a magic chilli for a Princess.</span> </i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><br />
</i></div><div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">cw: Magic is from our hearts, it's the faith that moves mountains. And chili is a pepper, that spices up life. And it helps the river inside our blood move more freely. Cleansing brings relief. You feel better. When you first look at a chili pepper, you notice they are green and ripened it's red. </span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">Grandmother's gray color is actually red-green. You can't mix these two colors and get gray, but it's more like, the position, because it's between red and green. Red represents the red road, where all of the rainbow colors exist together. We walk the red road, where law of love chooses our paths. If we don't love, the law of love forces us to repeat the lesson, until we do know love. That doesn't mean, we can make them use love. All we can make anyone do, is a sacred blessings, since this is the law. Grandmothers teach us children of the earth to pray for all things in the world to know love and receive treasures rather than always getting the same lesson, but lessons help us learn about the world. Also green, is representative of the green grass. Grass is the vision of new beginnings, the seed that sprouts, as well as the shore of a new place, including the heart of a new friend (helper) or relative (true blue). In fact, hoop 5 is called Grandmothers of the Green Grass </span><a href="http://grandmothersofthegreengrass.blogspot.com/">http://grandmothersofthegreengrass.blogspot.com/</a><span style="color: #990000;">. </span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">Now, one more color yellow, because chili peppers also turn yellow. This color is the inbetween color, which means the dreaming. Yellow is a great light, the sun that shines from within. In fact you have this rainbow color overlay as well, yellow. Yellow is the dreamer. Grandmother is the embrace of all dreams and is dream space, where all dreams happen within you. This is often referred to as a dream catcher, we know as Grandmother. The weaving of a spider web shows us how the dream is arranged. And each opening is a door way (represented by crystal color) into the next dream phase. Here is an image.</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: arial; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyblDwE-ACwJYVRuLIwgiuzEmwX4Qs-doXsY53vwefIcNlE6O4ag0aVE0qaXnmiRgOWIJywyQGrp-vyLjAAdJjHLxbx9vsxuiyRVQqfFMpKRkiNaElxyjLetIuDFjP_UjbHpy3JUHSCqzo/s1600/doors-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyblDwE-ACwJYVRuLIwgiuzEmwX4Qs-doXsY53vwefIcNlE6O4ag0aVE0qaXnmiRgOWIJywyQGrp-vyLjAAdJjHLxbx9vsxuiyRVQqfFMpKRkiNaElxyjLetIuDFjP_UjbHpy3JUHSCqzo/s400/doors-3.png" width="400" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #33cc00;"><span style="font-family: arial;">gm: I had to get a magic chili for a Princess.</span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">cw: A princess is a daughter of a king, meaning, of great beauty (inside and out). She would wear a crown. Those who wear crowns (some lavenders and overlay, some reds and overlay, all crystals, no overlays) mean, they belong to the people, not to themselves. And what happens to them, is what happens to the village or clan or in our (Holiness David Running Eagle and I) case the world. You see, things blow in the wind. And in this wind is much knowledge, communication and just everything (dreaming together) as you know Grandmother Jasmine. Just say "Know, instead of no". This will help your road, to speak to the grandchildren of the gold (new dawning of brotherhood).</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">cw: Sow, faith will move us towards the flow, to bring cleansing as a part of what we know. And kings and daughters alike, they will be known for all this life. Man and village needs a call, to shoulder the wake up call. It's hot in here, the chili shows no fear, let rush in and show them true, it's faith that gets us through.</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">cw: You get a magic chili for the princess to help her, to heal the world. She is the unseen child, who holds/embraces.</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;">gm: The chili was kept by a log person (made out of old wood) When I got to the log man, I had to tell him who I was and my details eg, why I needed the chilli, how old I was etc. </span></i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">cw: Wood is the law of love. In the tree of life (just like any tree), the leaves look upwards for light, to touch the sky (red road, light or color, earth). The roots look down for the darkness to touch the water (blue road, sound or validation's echo/sonar, heaven). The trunk of the tree binds together with the law of love, to heaven and earth. We do our forgiveness blessings on (real) paper (from wood) because it represents the law of love. In your dream, the log person is old, this means has wisdom of how to conceive and distribute love to the world. He is able to gift to you good advice, because he is representative on the law, LOVE, which binds all things together.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;">gm: I said 'I need the chilli for Princess Bubblegum, because her friends are not well!!' </span></i></div><div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;"><br />
</span></i></div><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: arial;">cw: You are needing the chili to cleanse Princess Bubblegum (orb as all things are orbs and elliptical paths or hoops). Since she is cleansing the world, as all crowns do, then Grandmother Jasmine needs to cleanse the cleaner or the crowned one. The law of love, the wisdom gifted by the old log man will help you cleanse Princess Bubblegum. Since Princess Bubblegum is helping all the people, including her friends, people forget to help the crowned ones. But Grandmother always remembers. Thank you Grandmother for seeking comfort and relief to those who many miss, yet seek out, to cleanse themselves. The day is changing for the betterment of mankind, but for now, Grandmother are always kind, because they see through the eyes of all the grandchildren, even the blind.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #33cc00;"><i>gm: So he said 'I will</i> <i>give it to you because Princess Bubblegum is my friend.' </i></span></div><div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;"><br />
</span></i></div><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: arial;">cw: Princess Bubblegum is friend to all, even the devoted relative who falls, because she will help the entire world. And the chili is a quick way to cleanse the crowned one. Of course the Log Man will help, because LOVE rules the world. And movement cleanses the filling, inside our hearts, where others don't dare look in, Grandmother helps us swim (inside the deep dark blue of heavenly ways, virtues needed on these daze, Grandmother dream-space).</span></span><br />
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</span></div></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;">gm: So I got the chilli and went back to where Princess Bubblegum was. </span></i></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
<div><span style="color: #990000;">cw: People including Grandmothers must go to the crowned ones. This is the only way to help them, because helping them, means helping one self. Crowned ones show the world, about their impurities and since many don't want to look, it takes loving hearts to cook (put us all together in one place). Unity is where we must stay. Grandmother teaches the way, walk towards the Crowns, bow down and gift your sound, because the crowns will help lead the waves (sound and color).</span><br />
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</tbody></table><span style="color: #33cc00;"><i>gm: When I got there, I saw a beast (hairy dog) trying to capture Princess Bubblegum</i>. </span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
<div><span style="color: #990000;">cw: A hairy dog is one who can receive, as our hair is an antennae to God's wisdom. however you saw a beast, not loving but wanting to have and hold the Princess. Many want to have and hold, all for themselves, but the crowned ones belong to the world, not to one, but to all of the rainbow clan. When we call for help in the wind, often it's Great Spirit Mother who comes to us. She leaves us a warrior or dog solider. When she leaves, this warrior is pure of heart, but the person who receives may not be, and does not cleanse, so over time, the dog warrior (hairy dog) turns into a beast, protecting you, without love, because he had lost his way, because no one gifted any direction (commanding your warriors) or any love. He only learns to protect and forgets to protect with love. This beast wanted for himself and did not want to share. This is why you wanted to help the Princess Bubblegum, because since we are all orbs of light, we need our crowned ones to heal the world. All of us together.</span><br />
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</span></div></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #33cc00;">gm: So I used the magic chilli and made him disappear. </span></i></div><div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: arial;">cw: And with the magic chili, the cleansing healed the space. Cleansed the crowned one (Princess Bubble gum) and then she was able to heal the hairy beast. Together, Grandmother, Princess Bubblegum and the Hairy Beast (dog solider or warrior) were all cleansed. Because love ruled the waves, all was saved. Complete cleansing occurs, when the being is ready to be reborn anew, to start over to begin fresh, into a new existence. This is what the world is doing now, cleansing and transforming. We must be diligent in our efforts to cleanse each other, to bring home the impure and to start anew, through the purification of LOVE, the law that rules over the entire dreamspace, seen and unseen.</span></span><br />
<div style="font-family: arial;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /></div></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4UnA_fdsrftKtVy6_gSEdWTLq5E1-cTgQgouuV5BWsfU_9xnapCNClxhGlb4uzjCqpneqQxQoF-hI6vKhzHI23Q-huvdqzGOOfGxbPuo7MuMH0V3pR239yAUwMg6YelncpQKMWpI82Kh_/s1600/250px-Keplers_supernova.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4UnA_fdsrftKtVy6_gSEdWTLq5E1-cTgQgouuV5BWsfU_9xnapCNClxhGlb4uzjCqpneqQxQoF-hI6vKhzHI23Q-huvdqzGOOfGxbPuo7MuMH0V3pR239yAUwMg6YelncpQKMWpI82Kh_/s1600/250px-Keplers_supernova.jpg" /></a></div><span style="color: #33cc00;"><i>gm: </i><i>Then I gave Princess Bubblegum the magic chilli, and she had to eat it to become magic. So she could heal all her friends by saying 'whenever you are not well, come to me and I will heal you'</i></span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">cw: In this dream, you are holding those who feel the world (crowned ones), live for others and heal them. If you heal them, then all the world can get healed. Yes, this is Grandmother Jasmine, the sweetness of a flower blooms, to make our hearts go zoom, fly free. Grandmother prayed for me (one of the crowns, a crystal child). Yippy.</span><span style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt;"><img goomoji="B60" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/B60" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /></span> <span style="color: #990000;">You are the magical vein of gold, helping everyone find their gold, the heart within that needs to sing, just listen to Grandmother told (her dreams will tell, the story that is near).</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">I want you to know, Chile/chilly (chilli) is cold like heaven, because it's sound, water, rings. Color fire rings are hot. But together, fire and water makes a place or a garden, the sacred smoke, clouds and stars that are seen, depend on togetherness. Yet, heaven rules all waves. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000;">Thank you for sharing your heart. Now we are all getting smart, or willing to sting, to bring love inside to help our wings. We are learning to fly with our souls once again.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000;">Over the rainbow we flow, to where our dreams take us to cho (Korean Name Cho, Chinese spelling Zhao, meaning a beautiful butterfly. This helps our spirits flow, up and up we go!)</span><span style="color: #990000;">, choo choo train (Grandmother pulls us all to have fun). All aboard, that's the way to grow.</span><br />
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Your devoted servant and grandchild,<br />
elder crystal child, iyeshka or interpreter<br />
White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother<br />
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<div class="gmail_quote">On Thu, Feb 23, 2012 Grandmother Jasmine wrote:</div><div class="gmail_quote"><div style="font-size: small;"><br />
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Could you please tell me what this dream means? I haven't been having dreams that I can remember but this one stuck in my head.<br />
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<i>I had to get a magic chilli for a Princess. The chilli was kept by a log person (made out of old wood) When I got to the log man, I had to tell him who I was and my details eg, why I needed the chilli, how old I was etc. I said 'I need the chilli for Princess Bubblegum, because her friends are not well!!' So he said 'I will</i> <i>give it to you because Princess Bubblegum is my friend.' So I got the chilli and went back to where Princess Bubblegum was. When I got there, I saw a beast (hairy dog) trying to capture Princess Bubblegum</i>. <i>So I used the magic chilli and made him disappear. Then I gave Princess Bubblegum the magic chilli, and she had to eat it to become magic. So she could heal all her friends by saying 'whenever you are not well, come to me and I will heal you'</i><br />
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</div>Thank you <span style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt;"><img goomoji="B0C" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/B0C" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /></span><br />
Love from <img goomoji="B60" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/B60" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" />Grandmother Jasmine<img goomoji="B60" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/B60" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /><img goomoji="349" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/349" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /><br />
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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)!<br />
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<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.8ex; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-left: 1ex;"><b>Greetings White Buffalo Calf Woman,</b><br />
Here is a dream that I can remember vividly from when I was two,<br />
I was at my preschool Waikanae Montessori and it had been invaded by dinosaurs!<br />
I tried to sneak to the plaground, a bigish dinosaur with a orange head and a black body saw me and started chasing me I ran to the playground and scrambled up the ladder somehow the dinosaur followed me and i ran across the bridge and down the slide. Once down the slide I ran behind a board of wood and the dinosaur was still coming so I did'nt have much time Mum (Grandfather Standing By Me) was behind the board hanging washing I said"MUM!! you need to get back in the laundry place" that was behind the board mum said"no i need to finish this washing""but mum"I said"you'll get eaten!!""ok ok I'll come inside don't worry" so me and mum went inside the building. That is all i can remember<br />
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Thank you for reading,<br />
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Hope to hear from you soon<br />
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Blessings Grandfather Star Callum<img goomoji="gtalk.003" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/gtalk/003" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /><img goomoji="gtalk.003" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/gtalk/003" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /><img goomoji="gtalk.003" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/gtalk/003" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /><img goomoji="gtalk.003" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/gtalk/003" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.2ex; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" /><br />
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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)!<br />
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Greetings White Buffalo Calf Woman,<br />
Please could you tell me more about the following dream?<br />
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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.<br />
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I wake up and notice that it is 6.55am and go back to sleep.<br />
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Thank you<br />
Blessings Grandfather Star Callum<br />
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<b><i>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)! </i></b><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4CVcQ7W1QJRG-GgItG3_UJftJ-8NSwxHwIeKJ5IBFqwpli87CzXu0VdY9j-ZosOVcUNr-yN4G3-XDtXlSrbYQpdIuz8wYcY5MU54bQy645i7i2-QcK7nDipsIZLFLsxAef-GBADfw-AQ/s1600/GrassSanFranciscoBay06-11-10_1703.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4CVcQ7W1QJRG-GgItG3_UJftJ-8NSwxHwIeKJ5IBFqwpli87CzXu0VdY9j-ZosOVcUNr-yN4G3-XDtXlSrbYQpdIuz8wYcY5MU54bQy645i7i2-QcK7nDipsIZLFLsxAef-GBADfw-AQ/s1600/GrassSanFranciscoBay06-11-10_1703.jpeg" /></a></div>On Thu, Feb 23, 2012 at 8:02 PM, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother <whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com> wrote:<br />
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<b><i>Aho Grandfather Star Callum,</i></b><br />
You are funny even in your dreams, I see.<br />
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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.<br />
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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.<br />
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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).<br />
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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).<br />
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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.<br />
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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.<br />
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You're welcome,<br />
White Buffalo Calf Woman<br />
elder crystal child<br />
crystal, yellow, green, gray (buffalo gleams or four directions shine)<br />
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<b><i>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.</i></b>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-47043583813067590462012-01-26T20:16:00.000-08:002012-01-26T20:36:07.689-08:00Hillside Slide Into Our Hearts<span style="font-style: italic;">Vision/Dream 16 January 2012</span><br /><br />I was living with my ex husband in a lovely house on a hillside. It was beautiful hill with lots of trees. The house had a BIG corner window for easy viewing of the glorious surroundings.<br /><br />This one day it had been raining VERY hard, and as my husband and I were looking out at the view through this window, we saw the house two doors along start to disintergrate and slide away down the hill. I said "I hope there is no one inside the house". It was a very unnerving experience and could feel my heart in my mouth.<br /><br />I decided to go and investigate and see if there was anything I could do to help. I met up with some of the neighbours and together we tried to work out the best strategy. After a few minutes I began to feel unsafe and sure enough there was a BIG bang and I was swimming in sandy mud trying to keep my head above the sand. I knew that I had to keep swimming to survive. After what seemed a long time but was probably only a few minutes I struggled to the to surface to find the whole neighbourhood under mud and sand.<br /><br />My heart was very upset as I realised that my house was under the mud too and probably my husband too. I looked around to see if I could find anybody else who had survived the slip and found a couple of people who looked in shock. We huddled together for support and most of us were crying and howling and not knowing what to do next, just that we felt such loss.<br /><br />I heard my name being called and looked up to see my husband walking towards me....What JOY! I was so happy to see him. He had survived!! My heart soared!!<br /><br />Love and Light<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Grandfather Helen</span><br />White/Star - Yellow - Rainbow - Grey<br />Rainbow Warrior of ProphecyHelenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498370168862625566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-62999266557617380792012-01-14T01:58:00.000-08:002012-01-14T01:58:32.428-08:00Dancing OrbsOn Thu, Jan 12, 2012 at 1:35 AM, Grandfather Helen W.<span dir="ltr"> <elamorenz@gmail.com></span> wrote:<br />
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<b>Blessings to you White Buffalo Calf Woman,</b><br />
<div>Last night when I got up to the bathroom, my whole vision was taken up with bright orbs hundreds of them and they were filled with rainbow coloured shapes. (straight lines, squares, triangles, and geographical shapes) They were all different and dazzling. I was 'told' they were for healing people. When I got back into bed it was like they were there surrounding me until I accepted them. I then felt like I was in the midst of a transformation, that I had to accept this change before it could happen. I remember feeling a little nervous, but accepting. I then felt warm all around me and then I fell into a dreamless sleep. </div><div> </div><div>I feel different today, I don't know whether my Blessings show this change. I am hoping that you can help me with this and I feel this isn't just about me.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I bow and bless the sacred nine directions and send love to all my Relatives ♥</div><div><br />
</div><div>Aho<br clear="all" /><div><br />
</div>Love and Light </div><div><b>Grandfather Helen</b></div><div>White/Star Child</div>-- <br />
<span style="color: #888888;"> 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!</span>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-41620694478324384092012-01-07T18:07:00.000-08:002012-01-08T01:28:30.430-08:00Twisting Vines Full of Thorns Spiral TowardsOn Sat, Jan 7, 2012 at 6:02 PM, Grace Vondra <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:grace.vondra@gmail.com" target="_blank">grace.vondra@gmail.com</a>></span> wrote:<br />
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<div></div><div>Hello Hoops,</div><div></div><div>The dream thing sounds good . . . . so dreams . . . . </div><div></div><div>I had this dream last week. I was on a road and to the right of me was a hill. I was feeling pretty frustrated/sad/etc in the dream for whatever reason (working stuff out) and started walking down the hillside. I got about a quarter of the way down when i noticed these huge twisting vines that were full of thorns on the ground, and? i was almost barefoot (in flipflops) and couldn't go any farther). I remember the dream because the thorn-vines on the ground were so impressive and spiraled - i wanted to draw/paint them . . . . i couldn't go any further down the hill though. </div><div></div><div>Blessing the sacred nine directions</div><div></div><span style="color: #888888;"></span><br />
<div><span style="color: #888888;">Grace</span></div><div><span style="color: #888888;">Golden Child</span></div><div><span style="color: #888888;">Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy</span></div>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-92231347996477074732012-01-07T17:05:00.000-08:002012-01-07T17:07:35.782-08:00Mud Dream<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">Mud Dream<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">One of the dreams this night was about trying to get out of the mud.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The stairs out of what could’ve been on a pool were slanted in a way that made it difficult to get out.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>(narrow to wide) Once I had pulled myself up on the stairs, I had to use a lot of muscle to get up onto them, ‘someone’ tried to push me back into the mud…but I fought valiantly back and managed to get myself out. I then turned and helped others out. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">My dreams for the past few days seem to be broken up and disorderly.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Though there are parts of them that stay really clear in my mind like the part above.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It is as if the important parts that are relevant to my situation NOW come through more easily.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">I look forward to reading other peoples dreams.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">I bow and bless the sacred nine directions and send love and hugs to all my Relatives </span><span style="mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:KO">♥</span><span style="mso-fareast-language:KO"></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">Aho</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">Love and Light</span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">Grandfather Helen</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia">White/Star Child</span></p>Helenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498370168862625566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-23776799202201813692012-01-06T10:10:00.000-08:002012-01-08T03:40:36.380-08:00Inside and Outside the Castle, the Stairs Dream, Evolution Brings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt_-07JMpg6UGso5qPBRoGhgPMCedNSFa2-lLui3GYlVuX9Lj3qIJVX-6zUvox5-8a9d90EyTMxUcyMoAruBkG7LfNOtCzeevAbXKJaXN76BQWi7HLOBrYfEiCIlprtcad9bR6Aksje64/s1600/bravrainbow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt_-07JMpg6UGso5qPBRoGhgPMCedNSFa2-lLui3GYlVuX9Lj3qIJVX-6zUvox5-8a9d90EyTMxUcyMoAruBkG7LfNOtCzeevAbXKJaXN76BQWi7HLOBrYfEiCIlprtcad9bR6Aksje64/s1600/bravrainbow.jpg" /></a></div>On Fri, Jan 6, 2012 at 10:10 AM, Charlene Cordova <span dir="ltr"><charlenefindingthelight@gmail.com></span> wrote:<br />
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<b><i>Aho White Buffalo Calf Woman,</i></b><br />
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</i></b></div><div>Thank you for the beautiful blog posting! <a href="http://princessofdawning.blogspot.com/2012/01/sacred-smart-valley-of-god-leaning-in.html" target="_blank">http://princessofdawning.<wbr></wbr>blogspot.com/2012/01/sacred-<wbr></wbr>smart-valley-of-god-leaning-<wbr></wbr>in.html</a><br />
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It's neat that you used the picture of the stairs. (what do they mean?) It's interesting because i remember a dream i had ( a while back) where i was sitting on this giant goldenish color step and i was looking down and i couldn't see the bottom and the right behind me was the sky, i couldn't see the top of the stairs. If you can picture a small child sitting in an over sized chair, like a recliner; that's the equivalent of how big the stairs were compared to me.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>Stair Dream</b></div><div>I think when i had that dream (though i think the stair dream i may have had more than once), either way, i think right after i had the stair dream is when i had the castle dream. And <b><i>White Buffalo Calf Woman</i></b> and i talked about sharing this castle dream before in one of our phone conversations, so i think this is the perfect opportunity to share it with you.</div><div><br />
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</tbody></table><b>Castle Dream</b></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"></div>It starts out on the inside, and ends on the outside. In this dream, it's like I'm dead or something, watching what happened before i died. I didn't realize this at the beginning of the dream, but that's what i thought by the end, maybe you can interpret this for me <b><i>beloved Twin Deer Mother</i></b> But I'm watching myself, following along. I can't hear anything, even when i see myself talk or anyone else, i can't hear any sound, and it's like I'm floating above and watching, yet, it's myself when i am younger that i am watching.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b><i><u>Inside the castle</u></i></b></div><div>I'm pretty young in this dream, maybe 10 or something. It starts with me walking into this little spot and shutting the door, plopping down with my coloring page and crayon. I'm not happy. It's just a small room, almost like a cubby hole, but it looks like i just want to be anywhere where no one will bother me. That's what i feel anyway. I don't know if i was still being bothered or what, but the next thing i see is that i'm walking down a hall (this hall isn't real nice, lots of paint peeling, looks like it's cement walls), the room at the beginning is burgundy or maroonish color, anyway, in this hall i find a place in front of a closed door and sit down in the hall and start coloring again. I'm pretty content because i am by myself.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Ok, I'm coloring when i hear something, (have no idea what i heard, it seems like someone is talking or something). You know when you hear something that you weren't expecting and it makes you jerk your head in that direction? That's how this was, when i jerked my head behind to see what i heard, as i said, no sound, so i don't know what, if anything i heard. Back to coloring. </div><div><br />
</div><div>I guess i hear it again and my head jerks behind me again. When i go back to coloring this time, i have an excited look on my face, waiting to see if i hear it again. It's funny, the look i have on my face because it almost looks like i'm thinking " Oh my gosh. This is weird, yet funny. and i feel like i'm clever, like i'm the one tricking them."</div><div>Anyway, i go back to coloring and sure enough, i must've heard it again and this time i throw the crayon down and take off running to go look for them. I'm running throughout the halls trying to find them, ( i stop at every door that's open and yell something inside, then keep on going.) I'm running like crazy looking for them down all different halls, when all of the sudden, i run around a corner and it makes me stop, and I'm not smiling anymore. </div><div><br />
</div><div>( i feel like i suddenly got older here, when i see myself, i look like a teenager, maybe 12) I am going down some stairs and as I'm going down, I'm kinda looking up like I'm looking at the ceiling as I'm walking down the stairs. There are only about 4 stairs, and I'm walking down a cement hall.(it has yellowish colored paint, old, not bright, yucky feeling blotched here and there. I am not smiling anymore, and i don't like it down here, i don't like the way it feels. The walls are cement. without paint. I can't see any details or hear anything. I remember wanting to walk fast down that hall and hoping i would get through there fast). I remember getting through that hallway and just being glad to be out.</div><div>. </div><div>Now I'm going down a different hall that I've never seen before, and I'm walking down it, there's a window that looks outside at the start of this hallway I'm walking down and it feels different, like it's a normal house window frame, it has wood around the window where you can open and close it. (before throughout the rest of the hallways, any 'windows' and 'door openings' were just open holes, like they were all cut in the cement to make a frame, not regular looking). Anyway I'm walking down these different halls, and they keep dead ending and going different ways. I'm not scared, just awed and curious and lost.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Then, the next thing i know, there's a gray haired older, plump lady that tells me to follow her, to come along, with no words still. She is showing me down the different halls and it feels like we go down different levels, and i remember feeling like we were going down to wherever she was taking me. She talks the whole way and is smiling and nice to be around. Oh and some of the passageways we go through curve around, it's kind of fun walking down them.</div><div></div><div>As we're walking by each room, she's pointing at each entrance, looks like she's telling me what this room is and where this goes, etc. and the way she's walking is neat, she has a flowing kind of air about her and the way she shows me each place, is grand-like (she will turn her palm face up on her hand and make her arm move with a swoosh-kind-of movement. Kind of like when someone is showing someone of royalty where they'll be staying and making it look and sound divine). ya know. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Anyway, we get to a hall, and it feels like to me, that we're at the very top floor of the castle. (which i find very interesting since at times it felt like we were walking down not up. There's lots of outside light coming in from the windows and she opens this door (maybe even a double door, i can't remember, but it leads into a huge room that almost looks like an outdoor room inside.) Anyway, this room she is very proud to show me, she opens the doors (yes, they were double doors) with great expectation on her face and i get the feeling she is saying this is yours. Or this is where you'll be staying. I don't know, as i said, no sound. But i could just feel and see that on her face. I was excited to go in. It felt so awesome, it was so comfortable and so "me". I loved it! It was outside and inside at the same time! I was so excited. There was even some vines, or grass growing here and there. I couldn't get over how it was perfect for me.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Then it goes to a completely different part of the dream, like before the hallway, or maybe it's after that. i am not sure but in this part i know where i am, i feel myself as separate from my young self in the dream and I am distinctly hovering, floating in the top corner of a hallway. When i look forward, there are two glass doors that go outside, it reminds me of a hospital hallway, or for some reason a school hall; it is a pretty long hall, but not like the castle halls. And just ahead and to the left of me, is a room with a door that is open. This is what i am watching.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Anyway, i am looking down at myself (my younger self) i even look younger than i did before, i only look like i'm 4 or 5 here, and i have run into a room that has a big, 4 corner post bed in it. It's almost like before, like i'm trying to find whoever it is that's hiding from me. I'm playing and laughing while i am looking for them. There is a nightstand by the bed and a closet door to the left and on the right side of the room, by the bed, there's another door, i would automatically think it is a bathroom. Well, i'm watching myself run in that room, looks like i'm asking 'where are you'. i'm smiling at this fun game, i run up to the bed (which is a royal red color with gold trim on it, perfectly made. and the posts on the bed are gold also). Anyway, i run and lift up the bottom of the bedspread, then get down on my knees so i can see if they're under the bed. Then i run to the door on the left and open it and it's just a closet, but there's some clothes in there, looks like guys clothes, At this point, for some reason i (the young me) starts frowning a little, got a funny feeling. The me that's above, floating outside the room watching, is very very sad and dreadful. i (the one floating) start looking frantically from the room to the doors that go outside. Because the young me is about to go into the other door. Now, i am close to the young me again, where i can feel what she's feeling, and she is walking slower to the door than before. She is hesitating about going in. Then when she gets to the door, she puts her hand on the doorknob and gets a grip, then lets go real fast. She looks around, then she grabs the doorknob again and it's almost like she got confirmation, or the ok, to go in, because i can see her let out her breath and start smiling, then she opens the door and goes in and i am immediately outside in the hall again at the top looking down and i have tremendous sadness, and i am looking at the glass doors thinking, they were just right there. And outside is some kind of brick building, like a post office or government building and i was shaking my head thinking, they could've saved her.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Now, i'm back inside the castle, the part i know. I am flying, not fast, regular walking speed,but above the floors by the ceiling ( actually, it would be just above an average person's head level) and i'm following a lady (distinguished looking, elegant) down a hall, she is talking to two men ( i think, can't really 'see' them but know they are there, they're not important, they're not the ones i'm following), I almost have a sad feeling, can't really describe it. I still can't hear anything. She is discussing something with them and they are walking down a part of the castle that is a 'jade' color. She leads them to a room (everything is solid jade color) no decorations that i remember, well something on the outside wall of the room, but i can't remember what. The room looks like the center of something, like the center of that floor, reminds me of a meeting room or some kind of important room. She is pointing into the room, looks like she's telling them where they can sit and where they can't. Or it has divisions in it or something. She doesn't even know i'm there. (This room has columns, like all around it at least, in the front back part, like that's the openings of it. I know for sure the columns make the doorway where they are standing. Anyway, i watch for a minute and it seems like i get real close to her, she looks almost right at me, she gets this funny look on her face, looks at the two men like did you see that, or did you feel that? They look in the direction she was looking and say no. (i think they are two jewish men) So then she kind of shakes it off and goes back to talking, Though she's still confused looking and looks like she got chills. Ok, then i'm gone. </div><div><b><i><u> </u></i></b></div><div><b><i><u><br />
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</tbody></table><b><i><u>Outside of the castle</u></i></b> </div><div><br />
</div><div>Ok, the next thing i see is me, Brittany Nicole (my oldest daughter), Melissa Rae (my middle daughter) and Amber Leann (my youngest daughter) [Spirit had me put their middle names down, lol but for real :) ] We're walking through the castle, there are still no sounds, i am smiling, happy, not a worry in the world, but the girls are kind of scared, they don't understand where we are, but they trust me. They just want to figure out what this place is. :) i have the feeling we are being led by a small, older man, gray rumpled hair (yet, i never see him, but know he is leading us and i know what he looks like and how he is feeling. He's kind of a grumpy old man, just wants to show us our way and go on about his business). ;p </div><div><br />
</div><div>I keep reassuring the girls by smiling and i'm telling them it's ok, but we aren't talking. They believe me, but still want to know where we're going.</div><div>Ok, the dream goes straight to me in this room, looking outside a window, leaning outside the window, (the castle walls are white stone, almost looks like really large stucco would look) and around my window (and all over the other windows and on lining of castle) are pink roses, or some kind of pink flowers, none of them little, all about the size of roses and carnations. Anyway, they are all different shades of pink and i am smiling, picking some of the flowers to smell, and watching the little man getting the girls seated. Let me tell you about this, i'll never forget this.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Ok, they are outside of the castle, on this railing thing that has square box things for seats, maybe even wood seats. They look old and not sturdy at all. But i wasn't worried about them. The rails were gold. It was almost like a a roller coaster, but not made for fun like that. It was made to get to different places in the castle. Anyway, they are being seated, he's showing them how to buckle in, and we are so high up, i can't tell if we're floating or just that high up over the ground. I'm looking down(so full of peace and not any care in the world, no worry about where they are going or anything) And i can see all the windows below me, all surrounded/lined with the pink flowers. </div><div><br />
</div><div>On the ground below is green green grass and i remember there were flowers and plants i've never seen before, Can't describe them, i just know no one has ever seen them before. And there are 2 (at least ) streams or rivers, or maybe a moat, probably some sort of moat because i know it goes around the whole castle. (i actually think there are both. The moat and rivers outside of the castle grounds). Oh, and i don't know how the rails were being supported, it was like they were just suspended magically in the air and they went completely around the castle, the girls went for a little ways, just to get the feel of it, i think i thought that's what they were doing and the whole time i am just smiling, playing with the roses, knowing they are ok and with me. </div><div><br />
</div><div>And the girls don't have that feeling of peace yet, well, i guess they went around the castle or something, because they were back by my window. They seem more relaxed now, and amber didn't buckle in right or something or misjudged her distance between me and her and she went to get up and come in my window, but she slipped when she was standing up, and she started falling to the ground, Brittany and Melissa went to reach for her and without sound, they were saying "Mama! Amber's falling".(something like that) I smile and wave off their words, and i say, without words, she's fine, don't worry about it. And i'm watching her fall, she's got her eyes open wide, like, uh oh, but she doesn't look scared and somehow, i'm in my window and right beside her at the same time. </div><div><br />
</div><div>The fall is interesting also, she kind of floats down, like a floating fall, because she's still like flipping as she goes down, but it's not fast like if you jumped off a building and went down, but faster than just floating down like a balloon would.</div><div>Anyway, she got to the bottom, to the ground and kind of bounced stopped. (She bounced along in a straight line, lol it was funny, kind of like watching a cartoon) When she landed on her little butt, she bounced a few times(hop-hop-hop) and ended up in some tall, thick grass that you couldn't see into.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I was telling the girls, don't worry about it, she's fine, and they were just hanging off the sides of their seats looking down, they were curious, in a fun way now. They kept giggling and looking at each other. They weren't scared anymore. I was back at my window, same as before, and the little man was down in the grass looking for Amber, He found her and was bringing her back up, she was smiling like she had something incredible she wanted to tell me (the little man was not amused) and right when he was about to be there with her, i woke up,</div><div>And i woke up in amazement, That was one of the neatest dreams i've ever had. And that's my castle dream.</div><div>But i tell you, i will never in my life forget the euphoric feeling i had there. It was amazing and joyful. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Aho </div><div>Love and Blessings,</div><div class="im"><div>Thunder Woman your Princess of Dawning</div></div><div>violet child, rainbow warrior of prophecy</div><div><br />
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</a>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697464452676976438.post-45110263569001254722012-01-02T10:34:00.000-08:002012-01-08T01:18:11.676-08:00Time to Migrate<div class="gmail_quote">On Mon, Jan 2, 2012 at 10:34 AM, Loyd Neal <span dir="ltr"><loyd.neal01@gmail.com></span> wrote:<br />
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px #ccc solid; margin: 0 0 0 .8ex; padding-left: 1ex;">My beautiful White Buffalo Calf Woman, and ageless Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star,<br />
I LOVE AND BLESS YOU BOTH! Within the Law of the Great Red Road I share our relations from the light within. A vision of the northern lights in the west, and a mountain gapped in the middle offers blue skies on the other side. Time to migrate my loves.<br />
-Little Crow Who Talks To Thunderbird, Yellow Child</blockquote></div>White Buffalo Calf Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13272264200755227853noreply@blogger.com0