Relatives,
Allowing One to Feel, is the Greatest Gift of All. Receiving and allowing another, along the Red Road, the path of love, is where we remember the way of Brotherhood. Here we experience sharing and abundance for all relatives. And when the Law of Love's embrace if felt, Sisterhood is known. It is validation which offers the key, that opens the door into Loving Relations, not taking blame, but saying, I am listening to your broken heart. Now it's my turn! It is the humbleness of listening that offers wisdom, to the path of unification of a broken hearts. When we feel, our souls, that explode, then our flesh can embrace the rest. Let's show the world, how it's done, Rainbow Warriors, let's go home, fighting to unite broken hearts!
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your devoted servant, who bows to the Rainbow and rises up like the Sun, to bellow, we are all going home...
The Heart of the World I am, Whispering Willow, the Blue Person.
Today I got angry, then I gave up, then I didn't care. Later I started to throw verbal punches and even physical violence. But I wanted to get what I want...
If I said this instead, I could get what I want and everybody else would get what they want too. So here goes...
"I am really mad at you!" Wait for them to respond. (What if they walk away? Then you stood your ground as a warrior defending the heart which knows truth, of my inner knowing. Demand a moral code, care about your relations.) What if they say, "I am really mad at you too?" You would say, "I heard you, you're really mad too!" Make sure you validate the others heart. This way, you know they will be able to listen to you. If no validation, then no communication. The heart must speak.(The way to happiness.) Continuing, "I am really mad at you". That wasn't nice what you did." Going onward about the behavior and explaining the hearts feeling. After, feelings are expressed, clarifying point of view, then. Resolve the issue by saying, "How can we do it better, next time?" 
Holiness Running Eagle (lavender person)
sending you love to heal your heart!
Heart Song of Whispering Willow, the Blue person and Rainbow Warrior
My wings of glory keep me on the ground and speech of love's embrace. How can I tell my love azure the coming of pure grace. My heart whispers to me clearly each day, and I find my self in a pain, but if I can find the road of pure then you can do the same. Why does my heart speak true to you, how does my mirror glow? I am the same of you and me the blue eternity. Come hold my hand and understand that love must take a stand, which way I go, is your moral code of love or shame azure (dark night sky, both the pure and impure of the heavenly wake). Keep faith in me, I am the sea, the blue of eternal grace. My heart knows I am the blue, keep it warm in the most loving place. We fly together forever in the blissful sky and find the dragon (flight of freedom, known with the purification of fire blessings) and the ties (binding of our souls, to our fears, where remorse and unhappiness lives). But if I fight for God's good name, I fly to beat the sky (fight to know love is the only rule). I am the brother of love to you, the heart of pure delight (earthly embrace). My sister of love can take me there if my soul remembers the embrace (heavenly embrace). I am here. I love you, do not forget the bleu (freedom's reflection face).
Amen (One for all, all for One)
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, a Crystal person and Elder Rainbow Warrior
Willed One Whispering Silence
The Light of One Heart, Song for the Heart of a Magenta Warrior, Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman
Down in the valleys come the mighty doir, (freedom's style, the law of love) came by staking a claim. I take the mighty sword and I put it away. And there where I lay it down, I pray. Where can the mighty go to play, if we don't touch the ground and believe in the day? My heart will have warmth from Mother's dear ground, if I look inside and learn how to pray. My strength is the plenty of all my staking days, the wisdom of all the past times. And I know the books of life can go any which way but its always so exciting along the way.
We the Greatness and I can be this, for the world knows no boundaries that's for sure. But willing, the mighty who pick up the sword to sever the injustice of the world. I will be the warrior of Mothers warm heart and we will bring peace throughout the land. For the Rainbow's Children will have all they need, for I will make my staking claims today to the land. I will return it to her, didn't you say.
We will be servants. We will be Soldiers (warriors) and Kingsmen (who) will return to their command for the sword of the mighty stands still in my hands, when love is known. The ground is pure and the heart of the soul is known. Take care my children. Take care to believe for I am coming to you once again. Will I be your tormentor or will I be your friend? Depends on your opening heart. My love depends on the flowing, the place of the knowing, the heart of God's mighty hand. For wisdom comes only when journeys are taken, and elders will take claim to the throne.
Aho, may your spirit fly!
Oh (this is the sound of the wind, that blows freely where we experience the Oneness of God), give me a home where the buffalo roam (rainbow colors our four directions, which represents the four ages as well as sacred directions where all is planted just right. The buffalo is representative of the lights of the Rainbow, the house of the holy temple where our souls live and fly freely in our dreams.),
Where the deer and the antelope play (the great migration, as always move first); Where seldom is heard a discouraging word (love and kindness, are the heavenly virtues known), And the skies are not cloudy all day (brightness, our clear way, we sea true with our hearts).
Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand (crystalline stone river, the place we flow in the wind, the many colors of the Rainbow knows-soul and glows-flesh), Flows leisurely down the stream (the river of oneness);
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along (flight of the white star in the heavens, we glide along with peace in our hearts)
Like a maid in a heavenly dream (serving others, gracefully and peacefully, knowing oneness in our hearts).
Repeated Chorus:
Home, home on the range (home is wheres the green grass grows, as the green represents the four sides of the house of God, the buffalo home, when the seeds of the fields of grain is known, there is abundance for all),
Where the deer and the antelope play (the great migration, as always move first); Where seldom is heard a discouraging word (love and kindness knows the way, allowing), And the skies are not cloudy all day (brightness, our clear way).
How often at night when the heavens are bright (each one of us represent a star. we are this brightness of a spiritual being, who has learned to unite within, and walk with wisdom, where the flowing river knows in our hearts, trusting our souls, the eternal soul)
With the light of the glittering stars (here are the halls of the flowing knowing, where Magenta people know, the horizon where everything is bright lights. We we look at the sunset or sunrise, we are in awe and speechless, we enter nirvana or enlightenment, this is the unification of soul and flesh, and this is why we need dance and sing together. When we can go to and fro, we are in heaven and earth, which is the law of love, the path of the snake, over the horizon and back again),
Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed (we look out, because we think, how could it be within? Heaven and our souls, are now evolution and it's teaching us, that the light is born inside the darkness, like stars are born in heaven, like children are born within the womb of Mother, where dreams are born from the darkness of our souls.)
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours (the flower is the blossoming of a four leaf clover. In the perfection, when there is four sides, the holy house is known, our holy temple, but often we don't recognize our Grandmother Space, the darkness, which embraces us, our dreams, the heavenly embrace. the wild flower is one who is free, and knows the dreamworld, as his/her own, and begins to shine from within, to the without, to be a perfect blossoming and discovering of love, where we fly over rolling hills, our waves of light);
The curlew I love to hear scream
(The curlew bird is a bridge, noses, knows, which bows like the Rainbow, where flight is known, the bowing of humility brings wisdom. Here we know of our perfection as shining stars, and we are able to know happiness and share our stories. When we can voice, we can yell, we call scream , like playing children who know how to have fun. It imperative, that all be allowed to speak up, because without any of the colors we are not whole, we are not the rainbow clan, for we need all the parts, to know Oneness, and we fight to bring all the broken hearts home, even the evil, who need only remember love is here, and we shall bless them and bring them home, this is the choice, to know love or not, nothing else as destiny offers us the treasures, the lessons of our lives. The curlew are wading birds frequently found at seashores of North America, which mean, that it's the water of the flowing, the relative of you and me, that lives in the light (north). We who live along the shore await the stream of the blue, the heart of the people. It's the light which represent the world of flesh, the Earthly experience who shall lead the way, as does the Sky leads the days. But those who follow the stream of heaven have wisdom to lead them upon the earthly shores, to know paradise within, to live without, the abundance God gifts, the Oneness of our lives.);
And I love the white rocks (white is the color of a bright star. Grandfather is the color white, representing the star that is born, with great humility, of one who comes down from heaven to lead his life upon this earth. the rock is the eldest soul upon this world, and the earth is the third rock, where dreams do come true. We can only live this way, when we unite the inner world of our hearts, to the outer world of our heaven. The red road-flesh and blue road-soul cross to unite to be the yellow way-wisdom or the rising sun, then to rise up, to be the bright star, to shed daylight upon the world below as nourishment to all spiritual beings. This is what is known to be the whitey, the star that is born, a light from within.)and the antelope flocks (When we gather together to know the life of a community or a clan, we learn about the oneness of life. We work in parts, to create a whole. The deer species are the born leaders of this migration. They walk into a new dawning first, because they know of leadership ways, to gather with others to walk the way, homewards-Tao.)
That graze on the mountain-tops green (to know of the graze is to know of the home of where the buffalo roam, the four sacred directions of our red/blue/yellow/white. We live in oneness when we know the river of life, the stream that carries us through, and it's the green grass that offers us this life. Upon Mountain Tops, we are the snow covered views, where the crystalline stone river begins it's journey. Each crystal is as perfect as a grain of sand-rock, or like the perfect snowflake with six sides each and everyone, unique, individual yet belonging to the whole of the river of tears.).
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
The red man was pressed from this part of the West (here the red man sits at the horizon in the west, the one who understands the journey of the rising sun. As the eldest soul, to give birth to a new life-the world of the flesh, the soul finds refuge in a flesh, to rise up, to walk and talk, walking talking-wakan tankan, holy spirit, in our life. Remember the Red is the path of the Law of LOVE, the longest wave form, when you can't see-vision with the eyes, light waves, you sea-vision with the heart, sound waves.),
He's likely no more to return (the white man is the father nation, who is the representative of the bright star, the uniting force, yet it is time now for our Fathers to come home, because vision with the eyes cannot be used, and we must use vision of our hearts to find our way. It is the changing evolutionary time, which guides us back to the Red Man path, where the rising sun, the yellow way, the wisdom of our hearts to bee-impossible flight of a dream, to walk the way homewards, where all beings are spiritual and have meaning to our lives.)
To the banks of Red River where seldom if ever (Remember the banks of the River is where Oneness of God is known, including the shadows of heaven, that were misunderstood, and it's the blessings, that bring all of heaven home. It's the flowing knowing of our lives, that bring the Law of Love, the Red Road, to our daily living, with relatives everywhere and in everything. It is the unseen world of the night, which seldom enters our lives, because we fear, the unknown world, where we misunderstand. Now we are entering this inner world of our souls, where heaven is known, where all can be part of God, know God, and speak to God, in all beings. This is part of evolution as we collide darkness with light, and only blessings shall make you the fittest to survive. Sacred and holy will keep you safe in a world that is unknown, that we may fear. But love will conquer all fear, just remember to bless those things you do not understand and seek to know with wisdom to listen and learn from all beings of life, along the stream of oneness, the green grass of our home, the blue of you and me!)
Their flickering campfires burn (When we trust this world, then we trust ourselves. We are the flickering fires of purification. Then we are the stars in heaven that shine. Then we are true seekers along the path to enlightenment, contributing to the whole of Godliness).
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs (represents the west wind, where the breeze is the unification of our lives. Here the darkness of our heavenly soul is given birth to the lightness of our earthly flesh. This unification of fire and water provides a sky that is full of clouds, which come from the waters below that rise, and our atmosphere is the eternal cycle to offer us life. Just as tears are the portal to our hearts, these tears flow into rivers, into oceans, and back up as smoke, dew, fog, which rolls upwards due to the sunlight or fire's light, that offers the collision between water and fire, to unite, to continue the cycle of life. It also represents the intertwining of our lives. We think of it like yellow cords, that bind us all together, because it's yellow we see in the middle path, where all of light travels, as our dreams flow and begin and live out. When we bind all the strands together, we weave a garment or the fabric of our lives. It's heavenly and the unknown darkness our spirit, yet it is the beginning and ending of our lives. At times we feel fear from a world that is unknown, and thus we become seekers, to find knowledge beyond the realms we understand. From the west our rising of a flesh is born, for our eternal souls to live the journey again and again. It is passing, only to our next generations, for our continual rebirth and experiences. This is our heavenly journey of our souls.)
so free (We are knowing freedom, when we use methods of purification and ceremony. This offers us a holy cleansing to know where love lives. It reduces fear, and continuation is the journey that goes beyond our own holy temple within, to enjoy our lives without. To trust Godliness, is to walk a clean and wholesome life. When we veer away from our lives of holiness, we tend to feel fear and unforgiveness, and thorough the rituals of the blessings, with water and fire, we are once again, knowing freedom to be free to experience our dreams.),
The breezes so balmy and light (the wind is where the crystalline journey of the rivers flow goes, when it's free to soar, it is a heavenly experience, where it's warm and weightless, this is the joys of eternal bliss),
That I would not exchange my home on the range (Living upon the range is a place where we experience freedom of our souls, where the green grass greets our journey. Here we live a heavenly existence where darkness is without fears.)
For all the cities so bright (Living in a city where gatherings of impurities run rampant, and the wind is full of disease, the flesh of our earth, is contaminated without the green grass, even if the lights are bright. Here the brightness is blinding, rather than a star that lives in heaven. Yet, when purification and blessings are experienced, and brought together, we once again, remember the heavenly world, when we visit and live with the green grass, the beginning and ending of the winds of time. A star can be known even in a bright lights of a city, when the heavenly embrace of a peaceful coexistence is the eternal blessings. Remember the holy temple needs blessings, to find it's way home.).
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Oh, I would not exchange my home on the range (How would one exchange the heavenly beauties upon the earthly realms? We simply are not willing to part with the sacred blessings of the worldly treasures where blessings that are known.),
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Last Chorus: Home, home on the range (home is wheres the green grass grows, as the green represents the four sides of the house of God, the buffalo home, when the seeds of the fields of grain is known, there is abundance for all),
Where the deer and the antelope play (the great migration, as always move first. People who represent the deer or antelope can walk through life even in the most perilous journeys with grace and ease, knowing and trusting the cliffs of the mountain ranges. For Godliness drives them to move swiftly like the wind, where knowing and flowing are oneness!);
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word (love and kindness knows the way, allowing),
And the skies are not cloudy all day (brightness, our clear way, the star that shines, that binds us as one, the heart and the soul on the run, free to rise up like the sun, our dreams come alive, shine bright like the stars, and we are the united always).
Home On The Range
Traditional Cowboy Song - Author Unknown
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand
Flows leisurely down the stream;
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars,
Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours;
The curlew I love to hear scream;
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
That graze on the mountain-tops green.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
The red man was pressed from this part of the West,
He's likely no more to return
To the banks of Red River where seldom if ever
Their flickering campfires burn.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free,
The breezes so balmy and light,
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all the cities so bright.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Oh, I would not exchange my home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Warriors of the Earth 
For you we sing to know the wind, each day our love shines your way! Do you believe in all the disease or are you going to let us in? For love is here and going to stay, when you let our hearts know the way, join with us to be with thee, for God is Great in liberty. Gift all we have in God's command and now we wait for you to hand, the love we long for each and roaming day, while we wait patiently for thee. For Rainbow Warriors will come home to thee, when you remember the land of thee. The land we seek is inside of thee, the heaven's abounding company. Let our hearts blow in the wind. Let our minds be smiles again. Let the sound of glory live again, when we sing hymns in loving winds again. Hold on tight, it's going to be a bumpy ride, but we'll be here to hold on to each day, cause Great Spirits coming to save the wretched way, and we are going to be a Sacred Day, when we are here to love the Song God gives, the prayer of whims, the doors to the wind. We are going home, when we accept the time, when God lives here and we are going to Shine. Keep the door open when we come home to thee, live inside our hearts with us and know the place of thee, for God is great and living liberty, when wings fly home and we can sea, the winds of time gifts us to be free.
Warriors of the Rainbow Clan learning to be Parents and Soldiers to Love in the leaves (relatives in the blue of me and you, the trail of tears). Take up weapons to slain, all we don't need (sever ignorance, with validation, mending two broken hearts). Yet as our hearts tremble (because those who use hate or separation), we stand for LOVE all the way, this means we are loyal to all of God children who breath. We have tears abundant for all who need to forgive their parents and children please. Because a new Dawning is coming, to alleviate all this fuss, and make us be champions, who fight in the dust. Planting and rooting, to find the waters edge, there we are the heart of everything said. New stories are abundant to all that we say, and we are going on a journey, that leads us a way (in sacred flight, the souls dream). Into the hearts of those who need light, to bless all their darkness, sow shade will be right (from within the darkness the light is born)(by alleviating their plight, blessed by heaven, the soul's realm through the sacred walk). We are fighting for LOVE every day, including the LOVE of HEAVEN sent. Let us be warriors who stand for what is right, because we show mercy, and we have more love to show the way.
Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts united, we fight 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, the brotherhood)!
Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow! 
