On Sat, Jul 31, 2010 at 5:44 PM, Moon Face, our Gone Hiking wrote:
Dearest White Buffalo Calf Woman and (my) Twin Deer Mother,
What an inspiration you are! I found so much reflection I glitter SILVER now! It is overwhelming this vision of me through your song. I awoke (thank you) this morning (thank you), re-closed my eyes (thank you) to greet the sabbath dawn (thank you). And my closed eyelids(thank you) lit up lavender (thank you) amethyst light (thank you), then indigo (thank you), then deep blue along the horizon (thank you), and the message (thank you) check your mail (thank you). Then I read it (thank you), sang it (thank you) with you (thank you) and have swelled in joy (thank you) and toward my awakening (thank you) and awesome affirmation (thank you) of my new life (thank you) song (thank you).
Blessings to all the messengers, each and everyone in the past, in the present and in our futures toward the great giveaway!!!!!!
Especially you my new friend,
Moonface Hiking One
(Silver person)
P.S. Truly I have learned so much by your message, and the affirmations coming from my own dreams visions, community. This is truly a movement... the good is coming home. Thank you thank you thank you.....
Gone Hiking Speaks, "Heaven Come Home, Let's Dream and Lift the World"
On Sat, Jul 31, 2010 at 7:00 PM, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.
Beloved Moon Face, our Gone Hiking,
Thank you for your gratitude. We are pleased you are walking with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy.
Vision interpretation:
Greeting the sabbath dawn: Saturday is Sabbath Day officially, the last day of the week. Greeting the rising sun, represents rebirth, but also nutrition, drinking from the Cup of God (not our magenta person, Cup of God, but she represents this same cup that is ordained).
And my closed eyelids: Vision with a heart, or through the third eye, where the pineal gland registers light and dark, to know of cycles of days.
Lit up lavender: Lavender is the color of Holiness, where the mountain touches the sky, where we do realize, that all is sacred and humble pie.
Amethyst light: Violet is the high priest, the one who teaches others to walk the sacred path, with blessings, that last and last. You see amethyst, because it's the light, that comes from the darkness, just like a seed bursts through the embrace of darkness to find it's place among the light of paradise.
Indigo: Indigo is the perfect soul, that flies over rolling hills, where she stands guard at the great sentry, to protect paradise, bringing reflection to the land.
Deep blue along the horizon: Where the blue (five) goes, so does relatives, the leaves on the tree of life. There is no world without reflection we see inside the waters of the world. It is water, that allows us to know paradise.
Message received: You listened to self, receive the rainbow clouds, that get you up the mountain, down to the streams, and back up the flowing dreams we do need. Let's go hiking, and be bold, where nature will tell us how to be told, that God is wondrous in all the land, when we stand and listen to what is at hand. Trusting self, we enter realize!
Friend is a helper and acquaintance. Relatives are forever! Welcome home relative, it's about time. Evolution is peeking into our hearts, and we need all the warriors to shout. We are going home this day, just a few short years, and God will have it's way!
The great give-a-way is what lies upon a heart, when we give with love, not with paper weight. And many do need to shift to this wave, when they know, it's God's waves. When everyone is giving, then receiving will be a cinch, because it's what love does, every time, in this dream.
your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
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Gratitude fills our hearts with joy every day, bringing us sustenance to go out and play. To bee (impossible flight of a dream) good children who know our way. Glory for another brand new day. Joy has arisen to fill our hearts again, the gratitude of the wind. The sky that holds us so close to the air, where God does blow in the winds. Let us walk into green grass fields, where the sun rises to tarry along, to offer us the night sky, to bellow the song to the stars. Here we know where we belong, where the "Cloud People" show us the way!