A Song for the Blue Heart

Aho my beloved children and grandchildren, Rainbows glowing in all your fine showing,

I have felt the blue of your hearts, the world is being torn apart, for anger runs hot and forgiveness is just a shot in the dark.  I pray that you will find relief for all of your sacred grief, that hearts might find the winds to fly and holiness just doesn't pass on by.  I pray forgiveness to have it's merry way, so we can find the will to bend and pray.  Bowing now, it is hard at first, but it gets easier when we do birth (berth) (bring forth life and hold on tight!).  Love is in the flow, please share your souls and let all of God's creation know.

For the Blue Child whose heart holds dear, I send you all my love and tears (for happiness to reign, and to heal all of the pain). 

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My love and blessings are yours to find, just open your heart and begin to pine.  I gift them free so all can be, children so sweet, heartaches complete(d) and we all come home to chime.

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a gray child
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Here is my song for all the hearts of blue today.....

My heart is so sad today, it seems like love just flies away. You have it one moment and then a mirage.... where does it go and where does it hide? I do know it is down deep inside. Who is willing to dig down there in the muck, to clean it all out, and clean it all up? Am I worth it to you? Are you worth it to me? Where do we go when the glory is hard to see? Will you make it your part to find me in your heart, the path to heaven, the place we did start? Or will you ignore me, you see, as you do so many times before. Will you be the closed off gate, or the welcome open door? I do not know what you will do. That is your choice as you know very well. But for me, I will get up. I will find the gump, to be the one who will man the water's pump. I will be the well, the waters spring up from me. I will be the oasis, not the mirage, but the place of the garden that is sweet ecstasy. Now you have a choice my darling, what is it exactly that you will be? 

On that happy note, I send my love to you, children and elders that are true, and thank you for holding me in the blue.

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Let me show you how it's done, just roll up your arms and dive on in, with open arms and a warm smile, you will be okay in awhile. I am Grandmother Comfort in the Wind and I am here to share our souls again. Once we walked and shared our heart. Now it's time for us to begin this walk and impart. Share your story with the heaven sent. Share your heart where ever you went. Share with the world, prophecy has arrived. It's time for us to say good night. Dream and think of me holding you when you need, for I will rock you to bed to sleep. Dream of far off distant shores, where all will be relatives more/moor (watered grass, welcome to a new home, heaven and earth we do roam).

Winter's Blessings

Aho my little Children and Grandchildren of the Rainbow, I do bow that I might know thee someday, somehow,

Where does the snow go mommy (Great Spirit Mother) when the sun shines so bright?  Where doth the water hide when we need it for our great plight/flight?  Where shall we look, when the earth is dry as dust, and we can't remember when we thought we trust(ed).  Shall we remember the winter's storm, shall we remember the rain so sweet, or shall we fall down also, to all the purifying heat.  Let us bow and bless now, to remember the sacred waters flow.  Let us bless and bow, to the sacred earth, sending heaven's kiss to all her lovely girth.

  Love and blessings coming your way, the bow, the song, the gift of all that pray.

Snow is falling today!
Not much is sticking so far, and finding a place, but the kids are saying hip hip and a happy hurray!It is so quiet as they softly swirl to the ground, their souls abide in peace, bowing and making ne'er a sound.

This is where I love to abide, tucked up close and sweet, serene within the sacred hide.

Mother and children give kisses and hugs, and gather around in warm happy rugs. Where is daddy? they say, eyes all a bright. Will he be home soon, before the darkness of the night?Yes, my dears, he is very near already. He is out making sure we are safe and all things are made ready. Ready for what mommy? they ask. Ready my loves, she smiles, to make all things fast.Oh! they say, they don't really understand. But blessed mothers and fathers across the world, bow to heaven and make a stand.

Winter is here to bring in new life, but first the old must be blessed for gifting all the strife.The seed hides inside, waiting for the moment, when warmth spreads her wings, then a new adornment. The winds may rage soon, at the voice of God's command,
but hidden inside the nest, holding on to faith, we shall look up with wonder when we see the saving grace.

We are but the seed, the beginnings of a new day. The golden glow of love holds us close, even through all the waves.Hold on to the earth, and reach for the sky, for in our souls we know, that God doth never lie. We are all the Rainbow, the glory of water and fire. We shall bring in the new day with rejoicing, the dreams of every desire.Do not be afraid my darling ones, this is not how you shall be. But be strong and brave and hold on tight, and listen to the heart of thee.

You are great, you have always hoped it was true. Now you know, you are the rising of the blue.Find your happy heart, the soul that soars, holy as a dove, for you are safe at home my deer, the radiance of pure love.

Glory to all the circles of hoops and the stories yet untold. Let heaven bring in all her radiant sons/suns and the beauty of daughters so bold.

Love and blessings to hear the winds, happy is the heart of the one that sings.

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Winter Rest On Me

Let me show you how it's done, just roll up your arms and dive on in, with open arms and a warm smile, you will be okay in awhile. I am Grandmother Comfort in the Wind and I am here to share our souls again. Once we walked and shared our heart. Now it's time for us to begin this walk and impart. Share your story with the heaven sent. Share your heart where ever you went. Share with the world, prophecy has arrived. It's time for us to say good night. Dream and think of me holding you when you need, for I will rock you to bed to sleep. Dream of far off distant shores, where all will be relatives more/moor (watered grass, welcome to a new home, heaven and earth we do roam).

Yellow Child - Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

For our Beloved Little Crow, our Yellow Child, and all the yellow children of the Rainbow,

Aho my dear relatives of the hoops. Just wanted to share some images of the yellow child with you. Some include other rainbow colors of course, but these seem to all belong together. The little Corgi is Toby, whose name means God is Good. He came to us almost 6 years ago now, having been abused and was lost... or maybe not so lost. He became part of our family and has given us much laughter and joy. He has the most loving heart and sweet eyes. Altho the cats will beg to differ, because he thinks that he needs to herd them, and well.... anyone who knows kitties, knows that they would not be willing participants of that craziness. Toby went with us on our last spirit flight to remind us to be a child and to dance and play. I wanted to tell you Little Crow of my love and delight in you. I haven't seemed to have the words in letters, but please let me try to explain my heart in my little pictures. Love to your dreaming and your bright happy warmth. Yellow is all about SUNNY. I have a friend of whom I have told, if you were a flower, you would be a buttercup. If you were a bird, you would be a Chickadee. Maybe she is yellow like you, but the sweet little buttercup runs up and down our rocky driveway in the spring and summer and it is so beautiful to see. I do bow to your bright sunny light.


Love and blessings today, to all the yellow children HURRAY!!

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind your Sunshine Glory Shines
a gray child
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Let me show you how it's done, just roll up your arms and dive on in, with open arms and a warm smile, you will be okay in awhile. I am Grandmother Comfort in the Wind and I am here to share our souls again. Once we walked and shared our heart. Now it's time for us to begin this walk and impart. Share your story with the heaven sent. Share your heart where ever you went. Share with the world, prophecy has arrived. It's time for us to say good night. Dream and think of me holding you when you need, for I will rock you to bed to sleep. Dream of far off distant shores, where all will be relatives more/moor (watered grass, welcome to a new home, heaven and earth we do roam).