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).
Photographic display on Google+ by Grandmother Comfort in the Wind for the Blue
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.
Your Grandmother Comfort in the Wind Sunshine Glory Shines
a gray child
embrace of the story, the impossible dream
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a gray child
embrace of the story, the impossible dream
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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.
Love your Grandmother Comfort in the Wind your Sunshine Glory Shines
an elder gray child (and blue and true, now magenta shine on thru)
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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).
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