White Willow brings the Trumpet Sound to tell the world it's time to come home. And we who hear the call of souls, from Earth rush home to Heaven sent. Our Souls have come to unite within, to call of Angels who never sin, because we Bless and Bless each day, to bring the hearts of those dismayed, and say my Brother and Sister, there is a better way. Unite in arms and embrace each day, and hold the light up to the night, and say, "We are going to be a Saint today, because we long for Better ways!"


I bless you when you go. I bless you when you arrive. I bless your sacred feet. I bless the sacred sky. I bless the day of dawn. I bless the sacred night. I bless the way you walk, in skips of love you bind. I bless the way you move, in time to heal the wounds. I bless the will of God, that you have been sent home this time!

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Thursday, July 22, 2010

White Willow Who Trumpets the Sound Asks, "Where in the World, Have You Been? I Have Been Waiting in the Wind".


Where in the world, have you been?  I have been waiting in the wind.  Don't you see the glory within your soul?  I know it's time for us to be sow bold.  It's time for us to show our gold. Let me hold your hands so fair.  Let our hearts join if you dare!  We are all just family, walking talking liberty.  Let's be children of God (oneness) again.  Let's open our hearts so full of sin.  "And let it out and bless it free, forgiving all that's been done to me."  I say to you, know of liberty. God has something deep inside of yee, the heart of magic, that fills the air.  Come my brother sister dare!

What are you doing if not using love (practice, practice, practice love)?  Where are going when your soul dances above (are you sending love)?  Heaven is looking to find your heart pure.  And you need start your sacred blessings in the herd (hear the wind, your relatives who need yee).  Come my beloved hands do weep.   We need cover the land , like a sweep (purification in blessing, like a blanket), there we cleanse our hearts to be pure. When we use blessings, all will be doir (freedom style).

There seems to be trouble where ever you turn. I don't know how to leap and to burn (purification day we await and learn).  But if I trust heaven and all it's proclaim, I will have faith that leads me today.  How will we handle the heart of God?  How will we receive all that they give?  I don't know where my heart leaps this day, but so many are feeling that they need some hay (golden dreams).  I know they need some blessings today.

What makes the world go round and round? (love's calling) I think evolution has a frown (much sadness these days).  We are going to a magical place if only we believe in God's grace.  We are the magicians each and every one.  We are the saints if we jump down and pray.  Bow to the rainbow, in each every day, there you will find that peaceful is the way!

For there are always stories that shed, light upon heaven (birth and joy, body talk), light in our heads (pineal gland, third eye registers light and dark, spirit talk).  But we must realize, that heaven does reign (rain), it's the tears of happiness, when we learn to receive (join the great give-a-way, then all will receive, without feeling pride).  Glory for God in all that we are.  Glory for God is the highest bar.  We can jump over if we learn to swim, in the deep oceans of relatives who win. 

I want to tell you, that glory is real.  We don't have to find love, because it' always spills.  Open your cup and let God fill you up.  There is a place where our hearts mingle free.  Let us act like children who always dare free (go up to each other even strangers to help).  We need the hearts of everyone to chime.  But so many seem oh so blind (not seeing truth and wisdom, not to be confused with blinding light from within). We do look for majesty, when we love the world we are in.

God is a treasure. God is a weapon too. Because it's love that always does rule.  And those who don't follow this law, this very day, they will be chained along the railing not free, longing to be rescued by loving enemies.  I say, we could be friends (helpers) instead of threats, because we are all relatives in  God's net.  We are the children of one family.  Now it's time for all of us to be free. Now it's time for heaven to reign (rain) down on me.

If I could build castles deep in the sky.  I would fill your love, deep in alibis (cover you up with the blanketing embrace).  But you need cover your own family (significant others with a blanket of your love), where God does propose, that we get along and be free (blessing eternally, the law to dream free, means we know happiness).  This means, we must account for what we do.  We must not blame others, but use them as tools (each of us have tools of light, when we help each other, we are part of the whole, pieces that need each other, to know Oneness family).  We are beholden to all who come towards us, because they learn the sacred gust.

Wind follow me.  Wind flow from me.  Wind it's the heart of you and me.  Wind is from heaven.  Wind is on the earth.  Now it's time for us, to bee the winds of time (evolution in me and you).  Follow the hearts that do chime (bells of freedom). Glory is goodness, when we do care.  Glory is forever, if we do dare.  And it's a part of knowing (soul is eternal wisdom), that we belong to everyone, when we choose relatives, who live under the sun (all of us, even things we don't see, but feel).  We are a rising star, when we choose God's love (sacred and holy when the red and blue roads cross, "I am a Sun Dance").  We are the blessings, when we shed our glove (perfect fit, we gift to others).  There we know our souls will be heaven sent.  It's time for us to learn lessons, to treasures that are sent.



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star, for the Heart of White Willow Who Trumpets the Sound, telling us all to get along!
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

Image: Bless the newborn child.  My soul is reborn, a light from within!


I bless you when you go. I bless you when you arrive. I bless your sacred feet. I bless the sacred sky. I bless the day of dawn. I bless the sacred night. I bless the way you walk, in skips of love you bind. I bless the way you move, in time to heal the wounds. I bless the will of God, that you have been sent home this time!

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