Here my shallow (bowl holds rainbow colors of gold. Let these) halls be sails, to make the world come to our hey (abundant greetings we say). Golden dreams find our waves, to cleanse the souls who are aware. We bless the sacred nine in thee, the house that stands for liberty. And if we can we bless the walls, the floor and ceiling and all knick knacks and doors, the dreams and hopes of everyone, come find a reason to have some fun. Blessings, dancing, smiles abound, to this house, to have treasures sound!

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Thursday, September 1, 2011

Prayer Request for Laughing Matriarch, Rainbow Mother on the Hoops!

To: whitebuffalocalfwoman@googlegroups.com
Subject: Re: [whitebuffalocalfwoman:2394] Prayer request for me!

On Wed, Aug 31, 2011 at 6:48 AM, Rainbow Mother Esta <laughing-matriarch> wrote:

Hello Relatives,

Just found out this afternoon that I'll need to go into hospital tomorrow morning for some day surgery. Got to drain fluid behind ear drum as it hit the brain nerve and caused palsy in my face.  Also having a grommet put in. Hopefully all goes well and I get my hearing back.

Wish me a speedy recovery!

Laughing Matriarch
Rainbow child
rainbow | green | violet | grey

Hoop 3: 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!

On Wed, Aug 31, 2011 at 6:42 PM, Jeff Siegfried <roarofthebuffalohorn@gmail.com> wrote:

Love and Mercy from the Siegfrieds tonight.
Love and Mercy,

Father Rushing River Grows our Roar of the Buffalo Horn

All things spring up, and there is not one which declines to show itself; They grow, and there is no claim made for their ownership; They go through their process, and there is no expectation of a reward for their results. The work is accomplished, and there is no resting in it as an achievement. Tao Te Ching

On Thu, Sep 1, 2011 at 7:01 AM, Cup of God flips over and pours out <cupofgod@gmail.com> wrote:

Beloved Relative Laughing Matriarch,

I wish you instant recovery and pray that the surgery goes well.
May healing energy surround you - all the best.

blessings to you and the 9 sacred directions.
Cup of GoD

On Thu, Sep 1, 2011 at 7:42 AM, Little Crow <Little Crow who talks to Thunderbird>:

Aho sister, I will drum and put for you today! Good thoughts and love!

-little crow who talks to thunderbird
(yellow,blue, rainbow, gray)

On Thu, Sep 1, 2011 at 11:14 AM, White Buffalo Calf Woman <whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com>

Aho (spirit fly) my love, Laughing Matriarch who tears, my heart is sorrowed and filled with fear (perfect love cast out fear), but love will show us to shine above, down below, where all the toes fold (walking our journey).  And with my heart, I know it's true, the place inside that needs you.  And when we sigh, to make it realize, the  sound of heaven lies upon the heart.

The days are gone (sunlight), but nights are long (darkness). And tears abound to make music in the sound (angels sing to me).  We pray for love to bring us near, the place you felt, but could not spill (shake it clear). And inside you know it's what you need, the seed of recovery will make it spleen (immune system reserve), the wave of time, the text of thine (God - the utterance of heavenly transmission), the words of heaven shine upon the sacred head (soul sublime).

You know, I lost my voice for a few days. It still is not functioning like it should (when I sing sounds do not flow out). It's you and me, we will find liberty, with sound (heavenly influences) affecting all the leaves.  Don't despair, heaven reigns down on you.  More important that the head will know what to dew (cling true to your soul). And inside the heart lies magic arcs, the place where rainbows shine down to make children play.  We rumble down into the despairs of time, to bring the sun rays up to shine (a light from within). And when you doubt the heart inside, then take a sip of loving sun rays that shine.

We bless the sound that flows through you.  We bless the wisdom that (bring) heaven shoes (the soul's journey). And what is more, the sound that flows, comes back to you, to haunt your truth (echoing back to thee). I know it's not easy, it's really hard. But scaring us to death is quite an art (heaven needs to make a point, sit up and pay attention to your heart). And heaven knows, it's time to flow, to bring in sound to all that undertow (heavenly virtues to the earthly swine/ancestral grunt).  We will be hear standing by your side.  We will be strong to help you subside. And rainbow warriors who love you inside, where heaven lives, we are here to chide (help and encourage your path).

Come take my hand and walk with me. I will hear all the magic that merry go carpet will sea.  And you and me, it's okay, set free (we start to walk into a rainbow curl together, hand in hand). We will come back for all to sea (she looks back).  Just hold my hand and take a ride.  Do you see the rainbow carpet that rings around us moving so free (spiraling rainbow colors all around for us to sail and set free. It's like walking on a turning funnel, but for us, it's floating above, flight walking). And with it's light, the rainbow pride (greatness of the rainbow children) the sound is swirling inside.  The swish and roll, to the rocking horse (soul moving to and fro, over the deep blue heavenly seas).  The place where children play of course.  And as you kneel upon the keel (principle structural center, lengthwise from end to end, to which the frame is attached, like boats, birds and airplanes. Rainbow Mother or Rainbow Child holds us up with struts, upon the keel to support it's structural integrity), there you see, all magic in the leaves (rainbow relatives).  The eyes of the horse (vision from your soul) does speak to you.  And sheds your heart with the truth. You and me, we will fly free, when we are recognized for liberty (heavenly children upon this world sets the world free).  

Yellow fields (dreams are coming true) are bounding each and every fair/fare (field). And we are going to be really healed. Because inside this rainbow curl, is where magic grows. Do you see, all the crystalline stones, come sparkling out of your ears, the right and left can really hear.  But as I put your hand to mine (reach over to touch her hand already placed on her right ear), the right ear, comes shining loud (as if she hasn't heard clearly in quite awhile).  I must whisper, to hear your name (to not harm you, the sound is so loud). I must understand, you are in sow much pain.  But in this place, where silence is a race, the swirling rainbow is showing it's sacred face (the raging sounds of the many splendid colors).

And as you stand, you think I can heal (having faith). You stand up and know, it's all really real (you are healed, a tympani occlusion removed).  I must move forwards, to where sound flows. I must be here to hold the sacred rainbow (both ears are seared or sparkling diamonds or rainbow dust comes streaming out of both ears) .  And when my family moves towards my bed (close nuclear family of the red and far off relatives of the blue). I know they all are here to say, "We love you true.  We really dew.  We want you to get better, to show us the true!" And time is wanting even more.  With wisdom shines a great big load (much to dew, for children to knew). And if we could, be true to thee, then all we need is perfect harmony.

As the rushing flowing starts to subside. I realize, I haven't heard for a really long time (inside the reflections of my life). My head wants to explode (painful viewing, making it all real). I want to hold (holding head with both hands, cupping the pain to subside). But each moment it is let go (blessing is the best ride).  And as I find the will to survive, the hopes and dreams of my life collides. What's worth is hope, the scope of love, to find happiness above all else (joy abounds, to dreams that come true, making our hearts imbue rainbow colors true).

Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today (crystal, yellow, green, gray), without any sound in the physical wave, but in the scents of time (knows), the wind does chime, to hear the sound of the magical rhyme. I know you are with me, in each step you take (Rainbow Mother and Crystal Child, crystalline perfection of time). I know it's a hardship you must make. But in the end, you will be thin, the heart of gifting everything (giving it all away, for the children to find their way).  And like a Mother who gives her heart. You are sow special, we know of your arc (rainbows flood from your heart). And when you lie down, think of green pastures again, our souls are flying in the wind (we are going to be set free Mom).

Holiness David (Running Eagle Shooting Star, lavender, yellow, aqua, gray) sends love to you. We have been thinking of you too.  And even though, we find this email today. Our hearts have been with you all the way.  We talked about you, in our hearts knew you. We looked into heaven and caught the view. We leave you with one solemn wish. We offer you the sacred kiss.

Our devoted love shares this day, the holy wishes that are displayed.
White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star
elder crystal and elder lavender children of the rainbow
rainbow warriors of prophecy

On Thu, Sep 1, 2011 at 11:58 AM, Grandfather Holy Spirit <holyspiritsailsacross@gmail.com> wrote:

Dearest Laughing Matriarch
the rainbow surrounds you
brings all the healing to you
so that the hearing is fine tuned
stay in light and love
and be blessed by each and every moment

Grandfather Holy Spirit the perfect storm 
sailing on the breath the oceans of life 
blessing the nine directions in you and me
white (star) child   

On Thu, Sep 1, 2011 at 2:15 PM, Chippewapa Rainbow River in the Sky <chippewapa@gmail.com> wrote:

Aho Laughing Matriarch I am sending prayers and blessings and love and light. Bless you in the day and in the night and while you are dreaming in flight. Aho 

Chippewapa (Rainbow River in the Sky) your Sacred Walking Days
blue, magenta, aqua, gray, chippewapa.blogspot.com

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Laughing Matriarch (Rainbow Mother of all Mothers) comes to shine, upon the heart of a dime (circle embraced by calling home), we the children learn on time. There is music in her words, when you treat her like you should. And a big laughter will come your way, to learn how to really play. Lift up the sounds of love, to bring us nearer than above, (a sky, higher into heaven we know why). Lean on the portal of the sun (brotherhood), that we need the point of doves, gather my children and learn to run, over rolling hills and into the sun. Gift your heart this day, because it's always a way to play. And if we need a home all we got to do is phone (prayers in the wind). Mother of all Mothers sing, to bring in the heart of the wind. And we are to learn to find a place, where we can be an open face. Shame and lame do not belong, because each has it's song (perfection in all songs). Keep a hanger (stuck on the ground, spirit not in flight, yet a safe place to land) you need within, the place we think we need to sin (behind closed doors). But if you learn to bow and pray, it's perfect magic in a day, bless bless, a place in time, we go heaven (blue road) inside this time. Spirit flies into the world, upon the shore to open doors (into each others hearts, a safe place within the true blue).