"Thank you, wise woman, for crossing our path.  But what is the likelihood that you're really a Wolf Sings Bunny?  The Wolf Mother, is, after-all, a most fierce, and gentle nurturer.  Wise beyond arrogance, incapable of evil.  It feeds on the hearts of rabbits, which is the source of it's strength.  Even mice.  Either way, you can only bring good to this land."  Barry

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White Haired Sunrise CD

PROCEEDS FROM SALES of this music CD
HELP care for THE WOLVES at
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The End is Near! | Chains | White Haired Sunrise
Now is The Time
 | I - White Horse
Wind in My Hair

| These Times We're Livin' In  Wild Roses | Moon
Wild Mountain Climb
| Treaty | Special Day
Give Yourself to LoveLove is a Power | Freedom

White Buffalo PEACE Song

added notes:  The 8th Ceremony

 Pilamayeaye

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With lyrics received in dreams from the Black Hills, a Soulful voice is sent with Heartbeat Drum, Native American Flute, and Acoustic Guitar, to help preserve, benefit, and teach about the ways and the songs of Shungmanitu thanka Oyate (Wolf Nation)

CD Liner Notes: Vocals, guitar, flutes & drum by Bunny Sings Wolf.  Recorded and mixed by Stringbean Svenson, Fiddlestring Productions, Produced by Lee Engberg

 


Mitakuye Oyasin
(Lakota - we are all related - all my relations!)
This music is inspired and created in the the Black Hills and surrounding sage covered prairies.
I send my voice with heartfelt gratitude for those who hold and live by these teachings, those of the buffalo nation, and all who have given their commitment and repeated heartfelt prayers for this dream, and any who are willing to understand the need, the beauty, and power of song as "medicine" in the ways it touches hearts and activities in a good way, that the people, and future generations may LIVE!
 

More CD Liner Notes: Special thanks to Sharyn Healy, Karen Tepoel and Bairi Heath for their generous support;  and very SPECIAL thanks to Grandma Margaret Yankton, Pine Ridge, SD for prayers and blessing the Lakota words, and Charles Fast Horse, Hill City, SD, for help in interpreting
the Freedom song that came in a dream.

1. The End is Near!  4:01
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

 

Oyate! Wamayankapo! (Lakota- Nation! People! Look at me - pay attention!)

When the mountain trembled and I held on tight
And knew that hanging wouldn't save me
Still I strengthened my grip, praying rather than hoping
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 
I saw the lightening, almost slow motion
As it spiraled down to fill my being with it's light
And I knew I could travel to another world in a second
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 
When that voice, rustled across the long wire
Shaking into my awareness it's cold familiarity
It seemed almost like my stomach heard, rather than my ear.
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 
It wasn't without warning, I saw it coming, but denied the voices the sounds, the reality
So it's not surprising, this uprising as my beating heart expands,
No speeches, no bands,
It's just the last hail
For the end is near!
 
Hail! The end is near!  Hail! The end is near! Hail! The end is near!
 

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  I begin my White Haired Sunrise CD with "The End" - something always needed before the beginning can happen.  It's a song of wonder and awe at reality-shifting experiences.  Certainly, if we fail to read the subtle signs that always precede disasters or major life changes we can get caught up in the disbelief and fear that are set aflame there.  However, if we face and survive our worst fears of the "dark night" - these shifts always hold great lessons and healing towards new and more effective ways of being - a new beginning!

The underlying idea is best put by Richard Bach in his Messiah's Handbook from his book "Illusions" page 177

 
"...What the Caterpillar calls the end of the world
the Master calls a Butterfly"
 
In order to create and leave room for new beginnings and learnings we must first embrace a few terrifying endings in the process.

At the time I first scribbled these words on a little tiny piece of paper I was experiencing what I believed were some very critical and overwhelming life challenges, never imagining that one day these words in song might mirror the feelings of so many across the globe who watch helplessly while things that appear beyond their control (warfare, unemployment, illness, death, relationship changes, weather, natural or economic disasters) create major gut wrenching emotions and the need for some serious action or a new understanding, in order to come through them effectively and intact.

However, the fact is that CHANGE IS the stuff that life is made of, and as the rest of my songs (based on my life experienced learnings) go on to relate, there are many ways of walking in and honoring truth, beauty, courage, love and wisdom that can restore ten-fold any losses experienced in the night of our worst fears.   By facing the facts head-on and acting in harmony with universal principles a healing process can begin - and the chains of mis-information, belief in un-realities can be replaced with a new life course reflecting an ever deeper appreciation and honoring of the gift of life...

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2. Chains   3:00
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf all rights reserved.
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No More Chains, to bind around my heart again,
No More Chains, to clang around my life
No More Chains
No More Chains
 
No More Chains to lock and close a padlock to
No More Chains to give my worry to
No More Chains
No More Chains
 
Let 'em rob me blind. I'll still have peace of mind
Let 'em strip me bare.  I'll be smiling everywhere
Let 'em take it all.  I'll still have all my love to send
Cause I won't live again
In chains.
 
No More Chains to make me feel secure again
No More Chains, they're really not my friends
No More Chains
No More Chains
 
There aught to be a verse here 'bout pickup trucks and prison
'Bout the sins of education, religion and national pride.
But they don't hold a candle, to the illusions I bound myself to
While pretending I was free, I was chained inside.
 
Now I'll run with nothing to drag behind
Now I'll fly, with nothing to hold me down
Now I'll sing, without that clanging harmony
There won't be any part of me
In chains
 
There won't be any part of me
In chains. There won't be any part of me in chains.

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STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  There are so many frustrating things in life that can make us feel all locked up. "Chains" is a sort of protest song - and like the "Freedom" song, later in the CD - to carry chains or to be free of them is a personal decision.  Once that truth is faced, the chains can all fall off.  The inspiration for the song began innocently enough. 
 
My sister, Becky Jo Benson, came for a visit in between gigs (she sings with Randy Sparks' New Christy Minstrels) and she arrived sure that somewhere on her bus ride to Rapid City, SD, that someone who had access to the luggage had tried to steal her bags.  So, on the trip home (From Sundance, WY where we dropped her off to California parts unknown) she was determined and feeling pretty well prepared to thwart any would-be thieves on this trip. 

She bought 4 long chains and those little padlocks with combinations to use to tie all her bags together.  She had an ice chest on wheels with a handle (she pasted a sign on the ice chest which read "IMPORTANT TAX PAPERS!" since she figured NO one would want to steal tax papers, ha, ha!!!)  and three other little bags.  So just before the bus arrived to pick her up, my sister, a friend and I chained up all the bags together and locked all the little padlocks to secure it.  When the bus arrived the bus driver told Becky that he was running late and that chaining bags together were NOT company policy approved.  But, my sister INSISTED that he allow them in the baggage compartment explaining in great detail her last bus experience and all the reasons why she was sure that her bags had been tampered with and almost had been stolen if she had not been right there to catch the would-be thieves.  Not wanting to waste any time arguing, the bus driver reluctantly nodded to allow the three of us to toss the chained up bags into the bus baggage compartment.
 
Whoops!  Just as we slid them in, ALL the chains fell off!  The irritated driver said "I've got to go." My sister retorted
 "NOT until I know my bags are secure! This will just take a moment!"  So, once again - here we were, Lee, me and my sister frantically trying to chain up all the bags together and lock the little padlocks to secure it while the bus driver looked on!!!  Of course we had to UN-DO all those little three digit combination padlocks first , but in a record 5 minutes, we had the whole mess un-woven, un-locked, re-woven and and padlocked in chains.

We slid the "secured" mess into the baggage compartment.  Auuuuugh!  ALL THE CHAINS FELL OFF AGAIN!!!!!  The now VERY irritated driver said "I've GOT to go! Again, my sister replied all the more firmly -  "NOT until I know my bags are secure! This will just take a moment!"

The whole process of unlocking and relocking the chains was accomplished in another 5 minute segment, and the bags were heaved into the baggage compartment for a THIRD TIME!!!  This is a TRUE story!  YES!  The chains all fell OFF AGAIN!!!

The bus driver said "That's IT! You get into the bus or else I'm leaving without you!" My sister sheepishly shrugged, hugged me goodbye while all the other passengers on the window on our side side of the bus looked on. The bags and their piles of chains and padlocks beside them were left in the baggage compartment as the baggage door slammed shut behind them.  And the bus was gone before I could realize just exactly had happened in the last 12 minutes.
 
That night I woke up at my magic 3:00 a.m. song writing time, with the giggles, thinking to myself that'those bags just didn't WANT to be chained up, I guess,  and the song "Chains" was singing in my head.


 

3. White Haired SUNRISE  3:46
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf  - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

 

I met the white-haired lady who lives in the East, whose dancing eyes sparkle with stars
She spoke in soft whispers, not audible to ears, their meanings were heard in my heart,
Their meanings were heard by my heart.
 
I met the white-haired lady who lives in the East, we sat at a table covered in lace,
Woven so fine as a Mother-spider's web, reflecting the sun from her face,
Reflecting the sun IN her face.
 
She served me refreshments, as she spoke of the past, in volumes the meanings were wise,
She knew of all my yearnings to know life's mysteries, and brought all of my cares down to size,
Brought all of life's cares down to size.
 
As tulips bloomed from a vase, she chuckled me past troubling things that only now seemed,
 
Her movements were gentle, brisk as a spring breeze, As she gestured me toward all my dreams,
 
She gestured me TO ALL my dreams.
 
 
She spoke of the future, a time of great joy, to comfort my heart full of tears,
As white billowing clouds in a golden sunrise
Her presence made the way seem so clear
As she lovingly calmed my night fears.
 
I met the white-haired lady who lives in the East, whose dancing eyes sparkle with stars
She spoke in soft whispers, not audible to ears, their meanings were heard by my heart,
Their meanings were heard IN my heart.

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  This song was written about how I feel when I see the sun come up each morning, as if I have had a wonderful, comforting visit with a grandmotherly white haired lady.  Sunrises always give me peace and hope, especially after a long dark night.  Photo was taken the last day I recorded this CD, on the way to the recording studio as we drove across the prairie plains through Custer State Park, seeing buffalo, eagles, hawks, deer, three ravens, and a huge gathering of wild turkeys along the way.  Certainly these natural things living in beauty remind us that as long as there is life, there is a future.

4. Now is the Time 4:15
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

 

You can't live in the past, you can't live in beyond.
Tomorrow lies ahead, and yesterday is gone.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to breathe.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to see
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to be.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to give.
You must learn to live.
 
This planet calls to you to heal the hurt that's done.
The oceans tears are many, there are black spots on the sun.
The animals are calling, the heavens hear their voice.
The day of judgment beacons, it's time to make your choice.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to breathe.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to see.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to be.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to give.
You must learn to live.
 
You cannot change your neighbor, you cannot change your friend.
You cannot change your family, you can change the end.
But you can change your thinking, be a warrior now for living
Courageously live for harmony, for loving and for giving.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to breathe.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to see.
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to be
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to give.
You must learn to live.
 
You can't live in the past, you can't live in beyond.
Tomorrow lies ahead, and yesterday is gone.
 
Now is the time, now is the time, you must learn to live.


STORY BEHIND THE  SONG:  The song was given to me about 2001 on an overnight stay in Pipestone, SD, not too far from the quarry where the red stone has been mined by folks from diverse tribes for many, many years from which the prayer (peace) pipe (cannunpa) is made.  It was a very tall ancient chief who stood as solid as life in the doorway of my motel room at 3:00 a.m., who gifted me with the words.  His attire was wonderful - buckskin with intricate quillwork of many colors, an ancient ancestor, who, without words placed this song in my heart where I "sang" it over and over again in my half awake dream state.  When I fully awoke and found pencil and paper to I wondered after I wrote them down and re-sang it, now fully awake, at how simple these thoughts are - even childlike.  Yet as I watched the ancient one slowly fade from the doorway, I realized it is often childlike wisdom that is most attuned to the spiritual, traditional, naturals world from which all truth and life springs eternal.  Each time I sing it, I learn more from it, and it seems to constantly remind me, with each breath I take, that each moment is a gift that needs to be cherished and lived with wisdom and appreciation.  Thus I have come to appreciate that this is a sacred word which holds much life force ("magic" if you will)- a word and meaning we share with all other created beings and nations residing upon Mother Earth along with us, and NOW is the only something we CAN truly do something about!

One of the investors who gave support so that this music CD could be manufactured ... shared these words which I will always cherish and continue to attempt to live up to:

"Thank you, wise woman, for crossing our path. But what is the likelihood that you re really a Wolf Sings Bunny? The Wolf Mother, is, after-all, a most fierce, and gentle nurturer. Wise beyond arrogance, incapable of evil. It feeds on the hearts of rabbits, which is the source of it s strength. Even mice. Either way, you can only bring good to this land." Barry


5. I - WHITE HORSE  3:23
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

all proceeds from sales of this CD to benefit Wolf Sanctuary  -  K&M Jewelers North of Deadwood, SD &
www.WOLFHAVEN.org
and  the 
Wild Horse Sanctuary in Hot Springs, SD

 

With horsetail hair raised high in the clouds - I thunder, I lightning, I dance!
Galloping across the prairie - Heart joyful in the trance!
With my nose flared I breathe in the wind - I hold my head up high
My hooves leave their mark below - My flying mane tickles the sky.
 
If you run fast, two legged, you'll not catch up with me!
I'll come to you in night dreams, when you awake, I flee,
 For I am white horse spirit!
 
Freedom is my honor  - while I circle, I step, I spin
The noises of my hoof beats - keep time upon the wind.
My head I toss from side to side, my yes aglow with knowing
My thoughts are fluent, noble and I KNOW where I'm going.
 
If you run fast, two legged, you'll not catch up with me!
I'll come to you in night dreams, when you awake, I flee!
I am white horse spirit!
 
My evening breath I offer as I sing, I laugh, I pray.
Long legged steps upon this earth are the gentle ways I play.
And when I roll upon the ground,  and kick dust in the air
You'll see the place where I have lain, and know that I was here.
If you run fast, two legged, you'll not catch up with me!
I'll come to you in night dreams, when you awake, I flee!
I am white horse spirit!
Yes!  I AM white horse spirit!

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and  the 
Wild Horse Sanctuary in Hot Springs, SD

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  I dreamed that a local Newcastle, Wyoming ranchers' white horse was singing a beautiful song to me under a full moon sky on the ranch near Elk Mountain which contains hundreds of ancient tee pee rings.  In my dream I began to harmonize.  We sang together for a long time while the rancher looked on, puffing on his cigarette unimpressed.  When the song was over I turned to him and said "Wow!  Wasn't that amazing, your horse SINGS!  And so beautifully, too!"
 
In my dream, he snuffed out his cigarette, looked up at the large, beautiful star-filled heavens, and said "Oh, he does that ALL the time" and then strolled into his ranch house to join other two-legged who were gathered at his house for a party that night.  I turned back to look at the horse standing close at the fence, and said to him,  "Let's do THAT again, shall we?"  So we sang another song from our hearts, with no one to hear us but  the rooted ones who waved in the evening breezes across the vast Wyoming prairie and all the star nation and grandmother moon who smiled down at us from the night sky!  The crawling ones (crickets) chimed in with beautiful harmonies.
 
I awoke after the dream and realized that probably horses sing all the
time, we just need to listen and learn their song. I immediately prayed, that if there IS such a song, that I might learn it, and honor it by sharing it with all the world as proof that all things carry their own special song (power or "medicine" ), and all life carries it's own special voice and ways of wisdom, if we only just stop to appreciate and listen.   I fell back to sleep and woke at my magic song writing hour , 3:00 a.m. , with this song and these lyrics playing in my head.
 
Above right is a photo of that horse with the rancher who was in the dream.  Riding him at left is his wife beside my husband and Music Producer, Lee Engberg, at a roundup we took part in at 2001 at their Wyoming ranch near Elk Mountain.  That white horse that visited me in the dream later that same day, seems to be smiling as I took the photo.  Sharon, a very talented full time potter well known in the area for her pots depicting many of the petro-glyphs found along the rocks in the hillside behind their ranch, says she is truly inspired by my music and claims she  listens to my CD's every day while she creates in her potter's studio.  About horses that sing she adds " Probably most ranchers know  that horses sing, we just don't talk about it much!"
 
It is especially thrilling to me that there are more than the evening breezes and a Wyoming night sky that can now hear and know this song.  Perhaps it is now time to understand the natural songs of horses, talk about it, and appreciate this truth.  Having it recorded to share with you is truly a dream-prayer come true! 

 

6. Wind in my Hair  4:37
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - adapted and edited from original song by Chris Voyles with permission - all rights reserved.
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Pencil Portraits by Bunny from your favorite photograph
Below is a portrait Bunny did of a wind blown "Sturgis" bike rally patron.  On his t-shirt is a photo of a Lakota (Sioux) Chief , which to me is the subliminal message which serves as a constant reminder that these lands continue "as long as the grass grows and the water flows" as the legal "property" and sacred ground of the LDN (Sioux) Nation.  These sacred lands continue to "speak" of  true freedom, and even in the deafening roar of  a Harley Davidson motor cycle, the subtle songs of truth and freedom still whispers our Mother Earths' sweet message. 
This is the "bikers" perspective of what that "freedom" feels like, song lyrics say the rest...   


The days are long, the nights are longer, while I wait for the time
I can get on my ride, and head down the line.
The night is calling,
I'm out the door,
I can already feel the roar!
 
The wind in my hair, it suits me
For that moment in time I feel free
Through life's ups and downs, in a world full of clowns
When I'm riding I don't have a care,
as long as there's wind in my hair.
 
I'm thinking of Sturgis, those tramsters are howlin',
I can hear them for miles away
So I'm up in the night, like the shootin' star bright
With fate as my partner,
I won't ride alone,
don't wait up,
don't expect me to phone.
 
The wind in my hair, it suits me
For that moment in time I feel free
Through life's ups and downs, in a world full of clowns
When I'm riding I don't have a care,
as long as there's wind in my hair.
Oh the road is a teacher, companion, carrying me to things of the heart.
 
It s bumps and its rocks jar my consciousness, to spaces of quiet and thought.
 
While the roar of my engine surrounds me, blurring out all other sounds,
 
I vibrate to a high as a hawk in the sky, as I'm rumbling through valleys and towns.
 
Yes, the road is my star and my healer
 
Taking me to the place where I live,
 
With my eyes full of tears, I travel light years,
 
while humanity, just rolls on by. Yes,
the days are long, the nights are longer, while I wait for the time
I can get on my ride, and head down the line.
The night is calling,
I'm out the door,
I can already feel the roar!
The wind in my hair, it suits me
For that moment in time I feel free
Through life's ups and downs, in a world full of clowns
When I'm riding I don't have a care,
as long as there's wind in my hair.
 

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  Photo above is a pencil portrait I did of a rider who visited the Black Hills a few years back.  Christine Voyles wrote the beginning verses of this song as 'WIND IN MY HAIR - Ode to Sturgis, as she looked forward to her friends who would come each summer for the motorcycle rally and long happy hours of riding the winding roads through the Black Hills.  As I heard her sing it at a songwriters showcase performance in Hill City, I noticed her honest feelings also had worth to people who may have never been on a Harley but who longed for that same feeling of freedom while traveling the road of life with joy.  So, with her permission, I added a few verses, and the result is one that I hope all who love the adventure of life's diverse travels, with it's many twists and turns, can identify with. Happy travels!

7.  These Times We're Living In 4:25

 Words and Music by Kate Wolf - 1981 Another Sundown Publishing Company BMI
For words to this song please visit the web site of Kate Wolf at www.katewolf.com. The web site is maintained by her family to honor the many beautiful songs she wrote and recorded during her brief lifetime. Bunny has recorded her songs with the blessings of her widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties for this song are respectfully paid to Another Sundown Publishing Company.


 

8. Wild Roses  3:02
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.


Some wild roses made me think of you today,
Growing wild and free and beautiful,
Cheering up the world with constant blooming,
 Smiling flowers extended out
Through sunshine wind, snow and rain and dark -
In the quiet of sunrise and sunset times,
They sing as they keep growing
And blooming and sharing their sweet fragrances
With flower lovers and mindless passers-by - Alike 
While they respond to the lonely light of moon
And the bright, bright energy of the warm and nurturing sun.
 Some wild roses made me think of you today,
Growing wild and free and beautiful! Growing wild and free and beautiful!

PHOTO (above): There is nothing a sweet as the smell of a rose!   I dedicate on this CD this song to Sharyn Healy for her work as a Optometrist, her love of her family and her animals, and her encouragement and support of my music. Her investment has allowed the entire future sales proceeds of 480 CDs to benefit the care and keeping of the Wolf Sanctuary at K & M Jewelers outside of Deadwood (just up the hill from Kevin Costners' "Tatanka").   Often times the work and dedication and "give away" spirit of good people go as unnoticed as the precious fragrance and beauty of wild roses, yet I honor this kindness, and hope any people that you know who also unselfishly display these marvelous qualities of trust, support, and giving, will be given the recognition they deserve. With hugs and thanks I send this song to all you Wild Roses out there - keep blooming!

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9. MOON  33:46
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

Moo-ooo-oon (sung as a wolf howl)

Comforting one, that comes as the sun, goes it's journey away
So that here in the dark night, there's always a light, to brighten our way
 
Then traveling on, you take us along, to another new daybr>  
MMoon - showing the way in the dark
where we're never alone
 
 
Bringer of dreams, as you twilight the screams, of the black ravens call  
You drift through the clouds, where mystery shrouds, your radiant ball
 
Making your mark, while the night skies you chart
past the shooting star fall
 
Moon - showing the way in the dark
where we're never alone.
 
 
Your beams touch the place, where my ancestors traced, before they laid down.
 
In your silent beams, I've also seen, the beauty they found
 
 And as I go to sleep, your luminance keeps, the world going round 
Moon - showing the way in the dark
where we're never alone.
 
Yes the bat and the owl, the coyotes that howl, all keep watch at your glow  
Spider and frog, the raccoon in the log, learn the things that you show
 
And as time passes on, we can all learn the song, if we're willing to know
 
Moon - showing the way in the dark
where we're never alone.
 
Moon. Moo-ooo-oon (sung as a wolf howl)


10.   Wild Mountain Climb  3:20   Words and Music by Dave Gershen
I chose this song for this album to honor Dave Gershen who I first met as he was singing and playing his drum on the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder, Colorado.  That day in 1993, I was a very stressed office worker out on the mall for my lunch break, and I was his only listener. But I heard that his words came from his conviction, and I instantly recognized and valued the tenacity and courage that it took for him to sing them, even though few stopped to listen.  Perhaps had I not stopped that day to truly hear his song, I may never have paused to hear the songs that had been begging for my attention that reverberated deep within my own heart. Thank you Dave, for sharing your song there, and here, with words that can give us all courage to seek and climb far above the storm of these times, and have the hope that loving hearts all around the globe (though it seems no one listens) CAN encourage one another with, to climb to their good intentions with action, share their unique gifts, and hold love, balance, harmony and peace on and for this planet in abundance to bless future generations.


11. TREATY
6:19
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

Make this treaty with your heart - to anger don't give riser  
Bless your deadly emotions to the ground - where they can fertilize.
 
In dust where all dead things are laid and decaying things are cleansed,
 
And turned into life-giving things, that help all heartaches mend.
 
So
 
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,

 Then bury them deep inside.
 
The earth can take the meanest things that can hurt us all so deep
 
and transfer them to living things that blossom fresh and sweet.
 
But If you hoard resentments, hold them tightly in your heart
 
They will poison you with heartache pain - and that's where all wars start.
 
So
 
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,r> Then bury them deep inside.
 
In war and anger life is lost.   In conflict something dies!
 
Why not fill graves with angry words instead of precious lives?
 
No, don't carry things of pain around, don't hold on to their hurt!
 
Let them go and bury them and cover them with dirt.  
So
 
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there, Then bury them deep inside.
 
This treaty nurtures the process grand, built into our mother earth.
 
Give your anger away to the ground and share in giving birth.
 
Send life forth, instead of death, by disposing of such waste,
 
so that peace can grow upon the land, and sweet life we all can taste.
So -
Dig a hole in the soil, make it deep and wide, speak your angry words in there,
Then bury them deep inside.
 

STSTORY BEHIND THE SONG:  It is very hard work to hold a grudge.  Much easier to just get out there and dig in the dirt, and in a thoughtful, focused way productively release anger and let it go, thus freeing our hearts for more joyful  endeavors.  May this song comfort the hearts of those who are honest about their anger, for anger is a proper emotion in many, many instances.  However, anger's abundant gift can only be realized when we use it's truth and it's lessons for blessing instead of cursings.  Interesting to note that a spade is also in the shape of a heart - perhaps this is indeed what it was designed for - a life nurturing treaty with the heart.

12. Special Day  3:53
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

Song written for a wedding I was hired to sing for Judy and Al Boysen.  Check out photos in the Photo section at this web site.
 
One by One - By each other, By the fire, By the dark
From one to two -  from our past, from our love and From our heart
Two just two - to our being, to our lives
We're on our way
 
By and from, and to and for, on yesterday we close a door.  At and in we enter new, a door just big enough for two,
 
Two THAT FACE TOWARDS FOREVER  - at our threshold with united thought,
Two just two, in our sharing, in our going for ALL we've got,
Two just two, for our comfort, for our peace  FROM THIS OUR SPECIAL DAY. Just me, just you, Just us, Us - two.
You and I, now one into a door just big enough for two.
 
You and I towards forever  - at our threshold with united thought,
You and I now are sharing, in our going for all we've got,
You and I, now in our prayers, for our peace -  from this our special day!

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13. Give Yourself to Love   3:38

WoWords and Music by Kate Wolf - 1982 Another Sundown Publishing Company BMI

For words to this song please visit the web site of Kate Wolf at www.katewolf.com. The web site is maintained by her family to honor the many beautiful songs she wrote and recorded during her brief lifetime. Bunny has recorded her songs with the blessings of her widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties for this song are respectfully paid to Another Sundown Publishing Company.
 



14. Love Is A Power 3:3:30
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

 Love made the grass, love made the trees, love made the flower, 
love made the bees,
 
Love made the fish, love made the deer, love made all breathing things,
 
eveverything that's here,
 
Love is a power, greater than fear Love is a power greater than tears
Love is a power
LeLearn of it's ways
To power a new world and a new day. 
Love made the stars the distant galaxies, love mad the moons,
 
the suns, the vast seas,
 
Love made the mountains and all their water streams, love made the day light
The night and all it's sweet dreams
 
Love is a power, greater than fear. Love is a power greater than tears
Love is a power
Learn of it's ways
To power a new world and a new day.  
Love isn't jealous, love isn't greedy , love doesn't brag, doesn't use the needy,
 
True love isn't boastful, and it's not unkind, love doesn't argue, it's good for heart and mind,
 
Love is a power, greater than fear. Love is a power greater than tears.
Love is a power
Learn of it's ways
To power a new world and a new day.


STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  This song is based on what I feel is a little known fact that love IS a power with life, and is ultimately stronger than anything that comes against it, if we just don't give up in our true unfailing practice of it in every situation.  These words in principle can even be found in the Bible at 1 Corinthians chapter 13 - so why don't more folks who claim to live by the Bible practice this? I would guess that in order for love to BE a POWER, it must be put into action - each must take responsibility to walk this in a sacred manner. So, this must be put forth in more than just words - it must be practiced as a deep commitment - a WAY of life!  I hope all who hear this song will look for ways to honor, nurture and express this power in each life activity.

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15. Freedom  6:6:55  (Click on song name to listen to song)
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

Freedom frightens faint-hearted ones for they're afraid to fly
Rather than walk in beauty, they just choose to die.r> For freedom chases a rainbow and catches it in a dream
Swallows it whole inside itself, as a river consumes a stream.
 
Freedom is a star fire shining, so far above the moon,
AnAnd lacks nothing in it's passion, for it's always full of room
And freedom glows with sunlight and helps the flowers bloom. r> OhOh won't you COME along, and LEARN freedom's song?
 
Chorus:r> Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo. Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
 
It's natural ways are foreign to the likes of modern man,
Yet it drifts high with clouds of laughter and loves where ever it canr> And tracks across the night snow just to kiss a distant land.
Oh won't you come along, and SING freedom's song.
 
Chorus:
 
I fly high without a parachute, I fly high without a plane,
My wings aren't drenched in alcohol,
I fly high without cocaine,
For I am high on the GIFT of life,
that runs rampant in our veins.
 
I thrill with the love of brotherhood, and I know this love
Can bring world change.
I'm flyin' high, I'm flying free,
since I learned that true freedom LIVES (in me)!
 
Freedom walks before me, now I follow in her step.
Confinement no longer hides me, I no longer feel inept.
She takes me to her mountain where now I sing out her song
A lullaby of comfort with the sounds to heal all wrong
Oh won't you sing along, yes sing freedom's song.
 
Chorus:
 
If only they would listen, if everyone would see,
ALL could live in freedom and learn her melody,
oh how grand this life would be!
Yes the whole world would be free and sing
"Freedom lives in me!"
Oh won't you sing along,
and LIVE IN freedom's song!
 
Chorus:
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo. Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye, Hoye wa yelo.
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
Wa o, Wicozani
Oyate! Iya wa oo welo Yanipi kta ca
 

Footnote:    Chorus TRANSLATION: These words came in dream time with the song, so spelling is questionable.  I have often wished there was an easy way to learn the Lakota language, so it was truly a wonder to receive this language in a dream!  Although I am still trying to learn the Lakota language with the help of phonics tapes and books, I had occasion to meet Margaret Yanton (Oglala Lakota grandmother who has passed into the spirit world a year or so after this CD was recorded) .  She assured me the words were good and true, and thus I offer them from an open heart, and send my voice Respectfully.  When I sang this song for her one evening after the day's ceremonies at Chief Red Clouds' traditional Sundance where I found myself in 2001,  she told me she would pray every day that I would find a way to record it so other's could learn of it's wisdom.  This she did faithfully, and when it was recorded on the "White Haired Sunrise" CD, I included her name on the jacket as promised to thank and honor her for her prayers.  She told me in later phone conversations that she listened to the CD I gifted her every evening as she drifted off to the dream world.  Following is the Lakota translation she provided for me of the chorus roughly:
Hoye - Send a voice as in a prayer put into action by the way we walk, live our lives
Hoye wa yelo - I am sending a voice (speaking as in prayer, and willing to put my prayer into action by the way I think, speak, act and live, walk on this earth as always in the sight of our Creator)
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi
Stand up, manifest it, show yourself, it can be done, completion - prophecies being fulfilled in this (walk live- in a sacred manner so that all things can be blessed by your life and your expression of who you are)
Wa o  I come
Wicozani  Good health (good health in the future for all the people on this earth)
Oyate - Nation! (Not just relatives or extended family, but ALL our relations, the four legged, two legged, finned ones, winged ones, crawling ones, plant and root people, stars, rocks  all that IS, creation)
Iya wa oo welo yanipi kta ca  that the people (Oyate) that ALL may LIVE!

 
THE STORY BEHIND THE SONG:  This is a prayer that speaks of a time when the earth will be restored to it's pristine harmony, and for a time again when all living things created for this planet will live in health, beauty, balance and in peaceful relationship with one another and Creator.  This prayer has been voiced for centuries by the many prayers of the Lakota people, relating to the flowering tree blooming once again and the time when the sacred hoop is mended.  People from all nations, tribes, peoples and tongues have prayed for this, and it is a prophecy resonating in many cultures and considered so sure a hope that it is mentioned as having already taken place as found in the Bible at Revelation 21:3,4, indicating to some, that it is a sure promise from our Creator the source of true freedom and it WILL be done. 

It is my feeling that Freedom is not something that can be fought for, or earned, but a natural gift that comes with the gift of life, and continues to be a decision that each of us must own/accept and LIVE with joy, respect and response-ability.
 
 PILAMAYEAH
& WOPILA & THANK YOU

My buffalo heart can barely contain the appreciation I feel for the many lessons I have learned and gifts of Spirit I have received from my association (some pleasant and some not so pleasant, some positive, some very painful and very negative, but always with lessons) with these people who have come into my life- in order of my numinously meeting them, some in person, some in dreams, some ever so briefly, some always with me to reach into foreverness-
Oliver Lee, raised and taught since a child by the Grandfathers in the Black Hills as his relatives,
Wolf Robe (Cheyenne), Young Man Afraid of His Horses (Lakota), Navaho Chief
the Buffalo Nation and especially the white buffalo and their families I have met throughout my life since a child, in person and in many dreams, including White Cloud,
Mato Watapke (Charging Bear) my Great, Great Grandfather, better known as "John Grass", and relatives
Richard Deo Grass, Grand Treaty Chief of the LDN Nation (Oglala Lakota blackfoot, my brother, who enlisted me to create the LDN website, which I continue as his prodigy by gifts from spirit, to maintain after his passing),  our relatives Crazy Horse, Black Elk , Dawson Has No Horses, (Lakota-Dakota); David Allen (Navaho-Hopi), Red Tale (Yaqui),  a crazy Metis and self proclaimed medicine "healer" Kelly Two Wolves (heyoka?) who reluctantly, with assistance by Victor Mandan, walked me to the spot so that I may fulfill my commitment which came in a vision, which required me to hanblecheya near the top of "Harney Peak" (the whole consecutive four days and four nights committed to was fully completed later at the base of "Harney Peak" under the oversight of heyoka Charles Fast Horse (Oglala Lakota), 
Ted Andrews (friend and author of "Animal Speaks" which book I still reference many years after his passing), Ehanamani (Lakota), good buddy Artist Vic Runnels (Lakota) with whom I continue to share songs and many laughs at every occasion,
Mike Little Man (Lakota), Chief Oliver Red Cloud (Oglala Lakota) who asked me to write "his" song, which later came to me in a dream, which I still pray to find a way to record
Grandma Margaret Yankton (Oglala Lakota), Storm Seymour (Meskwaki) , Jim Lee (Metis) who made and gifted me with 2 of the most beautiful dream inspired drums, Grandma Bullhead (Metis)
Dr. Robert Ghost Wolf
(Metis) and his mentor Frank Fools Crow,  Kenneth Meadows
Joe Waterman (Arapahoe),
Jola LeBeau (Shoshone), Grandma Mary Thunder, Chief William White Eagle (keeper of the Crazy Horse Staff)
Arvol Looking Horse (of the Horse Nation and reported Keeper of the White Buffalo Calf Pipe), to name just a few of those who have graciously supported me (sometimes unintentionally in the ways of Iktomi and Coyote) since my re-awakening to my life and work with the lessons that have come through them, encouragement , prayers, songs, ceremonies, art, stories, and in their many gifts and ways of be-ing (and not being) as they are living that I am only now beginning to understand in learning and carrying on in my song and simpler earth-friendly life ways.

I send many
thanks also to all in their extended families and tribes who have included me in their get-togethers since our first timely and very synchronous meetings,  in person, in teaching, in example or in their writings!  I have learned so very much, and not always in the ways I would have wished, but I can truthfully say it has been very REAL - memorable, unexpected, powerful, heart-touching and sometimes very humorous and always entertaining in the ways of the natural, traditional spiritual culture of the old Saones!

Thank you Charles Wicasa Wakan, for your strangeness, your crazy and lifelong commitment to carrying the ways of the old ones, and all the very shocking and backwards Heyoka ways you walk too, that have received my prayerful and rapt attention so that I may learn the things needed to carry my responsibility to completion; also to Joe W. (Arapahoe Medicine practitioner) for encouragement and blessings.  As with the many people mentioned above, you have each spent a lifetime giving through your commitments, and in so many rich, earth nurturing ways and life honoring teachings,  generously, tirelessly given to so many "non-Indian" people who you have included in your caring and sharing and throughout many years of work with urban Indians that the people may live!
 
Thanks again is also extended here to Grandma Margaret Yankton (who has now passed on) for translating the Lakota words that came with this "Freedom" song in my dream.  Thank you for the many prayers you offered regarding the making of the "White Haired Sunrise" CD until it manifested, and for listening to my songs and assuring me that the dream received Lakota words were appropriate so that I could gift it with honor and respect to the ears of Lakota people, the buffalo nation, as well as all the  people of the earth, from the four directions.  Also many thanks to Arapahoe cultural advisors Mike C'Hair, Grandma Black Eagle Woman, and Arapahoe Cultural Advisor William C'Hair (affectionately called "Icky John") for help with Arapahoe words and understandings for songs that have since come in dreams, now recorded on my "Prophecy Keeper" , St8newalker, and Treaty Lands CD projects in the beautiful way - so that I may send my voice to remind all humans that we each hold a solemn responsibility as caretakers of our Mother Earth, Unci Maka


Thank you, wise woman, for crossing our path.  But what is the likelihood that you're really a Wolf Sings Bunny?  The Wolf Mother, is, after-all, a most fierce, and gentle nurturer.  Wise beyond arrogance, incapable of evil.  It feeds on the hearts of rabbits, which is the source of it's strength.  Even mice.  Either way, you can only bring good to this land."  Barry

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16. White Buffalo PEACE Song  5:04
2002 Hillbunny Productions
Words and Music by Bunny Sings Wolf - all rights reserved.

I pray for peace to come,
True, true peace to come
For all my relations
All around the world.


Peace for the four-leggeds,
Peace for the things that fly,
Peace for all the many things that cry.

I pray for peace to come,
True, true peace to come
For all my relations
All around the world.


Peace in the heart
Peace in the home
Peace for all the living things that groan.

I pray for peace to come,
True, true peace to come
For all my relations
All around the world.


Peace in all the skies
Peace in all the earth
Peace for all the mothers who give birth.

 

 

 

I pray for peace to come,
True, true peace to come
For all my relations
All around the world.

May I promote peace
May I live for peace
May I trust in peace that will not end.
I pray for peace to come,
True, true
Peace to come
For all my relations
All around the world.

Previous to 2000, Bunny did not know there was such a thing as a white buffalo, thinking it was only the stuff of her ongoing childhood dreams.  But within 4 days of dreaming the song  "Dance, Buffalo Dance!"  following the directions of a coffee shop owner, to help her catch up with friend Chief Red Tale who was visiting the Black Hills from Iowa, Bunny found herself "accidentally" at a ranch  where she took the above photo of two white buffalo, Rainbow Spirit and Miracle Moon,

 

 just as she had seen in her dream, and whose names were included in the dream song "Dance, Buffalo, Dance!!").

She later discovered that the very week she had spent 3 days and 2 nights on Hanbleceya in the Black Hills, (which she had arranged for 4 years previously) that Sunrise  and  Spirit Thunder had been born. 

She was also honored to have been discovered and hired by the National Buffalo Museum in Jamestown, ND, 2004  to be in the parade and do her cultural music concert for their yearly Tatanka Celebration - commemorating the 8th year of life of  the ONLY FEMALE ALBINO white buffalo in the world - White Cloud, and invited again in 2005 for another public concert and school workshops.  Interesting the song she sang at both concerts  ("Mitakuye Oyasin")  was one written  June 20, 2002, gifted in  dream, with the opening words  being "White Cloud" and which is slated to be recorded on her next CD project when funding becomes available...

 

WHITE BUFFALO
10 white bison Bunny has met walking on this earth during this time of great change as we stand at the crossroads of our choices, for ourselves and
future generations-
NOW is the time to LIVE...

 

 

Miracle Born August 20, 1994  Wisconsin, passed the  day in September 2004 that Bunny began her music work on Wind River Reservation
White Cloud *
(the only living true female ALBINO white bison)
Born June 17, 1996 now residing at National Buffalo Museum , Jamestown, ND
Miracle Moon
(pictured above with Rainbow Spirit)
Born April 30, 1997  near Bear Butte and Devils' Tower on the Wyoming side of Black Hills
Rainbow Spirit Born June 8, 2000 to Miracle Moon at the same place as above
Mandela Peace Pilgrim Born July 8, 2001 at ranch on Buffalo Lane, Custer, SD (Mandy for short)
Arizona Spirit Born July 1, 2002 at Spirit Mountain Ranch near Flagstaff, AZ
Sunrise Spirit Born May 22, 2004 to Mandela Peace Pilgrim, at Spirit Mountain Ranch
Spirit Thunder Born May 27, 2004, Male, at Spirit Mountain Ranch
Wahos'i, "Messenger" Born Auguat  7,2001 at Vanderbilt, MI
White Feather Male - 5 years, happily secluded in WY

NOW IS THE TIME for the
8th Ceremony!

 

( 8-8-03)  The 8th Ceremony
(Walk / Live  NOW  in a Sacred Manner)

A Message Bunny  learned  from the "White Haired Lady who lives in the East" that inspired these collections of songs... received in the HEART of "turtle island" - and  now to be shared with any who still know how to listen to the songs of The Black Hills, and all sacred or parts of natural wild open places still left reasonably unspoiled by man, those wildish natural spaces that still resonate with this message, as do many true prophecies written,  sung about, prayed about, and shared from a variety of cultures, tribes, tongues, from well known and reliable spiritual sources of truth and love.  This wisdom, and part of the message I have been gifted, is this:


This Black Hills Sunrise  photo
was taken on the way to the recording studio near Ghost Canyon Ranch in Hermosa, SD, March 11, 2003
the day after mixing the flute harmonies on the "White Buffalo Peace Song"  and the Freedom song.
Most of the
"White Haired Sunrise" songs were gifted  on to Bunny in dreams/visions on Hanbleceya
Sept. 11, 2001
and four more days atop the "bridge" on thunder-being mountain  (Harney Peak) May 2002 and, again, May 2004  in the heart of the Black Hills.

We are living in the last days of this system of things.  Great change is now and ahead.

World events prophesied  - like a unique fingerprint for our time -  shared by true prophets of many faiths and cultures-  contained for centuries in stories passed from one generation to another, or left in pictographs on rocks, petroglyphs, and printed plainly for centuries upon the landscape, sung by the stone nation, in the messages from living in harmony with our natural world, from and for sincere truth-seekers to read even more recently in many holy books, including even the Bible (for the discerning reader) - all clearly MARK this unique time on Mother Earth, as the "last days"  of the power of the lie of fear (which end result is death and in contrast to the ever sustaining power of love and life which always "wins").

In Lakota prophecy the births of the 7th generation white buffalo were given as one of many signs in combination with other visions and prophecies  that would alert insightful humans to THIS time, when global "trouble" would culminate for all the living things on earth,  and during this time, many nations would suffer before the great shift to a long hidden truth would be realized. 

But all of these "end time" prophecies and the events that would alert thoughtful hearts to pay attention to these times - also resonate with the understanding that those who are committed to walking in harmony and with the wisdom of the Creator - the "Good Red Road" - TRUTH (to live in harmony with the principles that nurture life in Balance, Harmony, Abundance, Peace within the natural laws for and among ALL our relationships) -  could live on to see the prophesied peace among all nations, peoples, tribes and tongues, that would follow

In Black Elks' vision this is called the flowering tree  time, and in many indigenous cultures it has been passed down in teachings from generation to generation, spoken of with words full of hope - the great cleansing time, and a time for the "mending of the sacred hoop" (the "kingdom come").

It is my understanding that we NOW live in this time - and my dreams songs were sent in order to speak this truth to many hearts for healing and wholeness!  It seems clear that as we grow to recognize humankind is a global family , as stewards, given the earth as a trust, to care for and protect for future generations, we must realize there is not room for the continued practice of selfish, thoughtless, manipulative and aggressively arrogant and disrespectful ways that have brought us to this point in mankind's history.

NOW -  now is the time for all paths to lead us to
practice the 8th Ceremony! 

In order to LIVE each must
WALK in a SACRED MANNER.

8-8-8

The "White Buffalo Peace Song"  is a prayer that we may each use this time, and every  gift, asset and opportunity now to open our hearts to truly LEARN about and daily WALK in the life nurturing ways of truth, love and harmony, peace.

The 8th Ceremony:

  LIVE and WALK

EACH  MOMENT

in a Sacred Manner  in truth, harmony and in the beauty way of orderliness,

manifesting the 

Balance, Harmony,

Abundance, Peace

in the ways of
love and respect

in ALL our dealings
and life activities!

In many cultures 7 (seven) has been considered a sacred number associated with spiritual teachings, teachings that have only partially, yet not fully brought us into the complete peace and harmony that presents itself to us now learning a new paradigm.  These truths through the generations have indeed led us to NOW.  8 (eight) is the sign/number of infinity - manifesting - the power contained in the circle of life that must be LIVED in respect of the circle of life, of wholeness.

But in order to LIVE in peace and harmony - in order to survive the coming chaos as the cleansing of earth proceeds -  now  is the time for the 8th CEREMONY to be put into practice in human lives.

BE-come the Ceremony.  How?

Troubled = out of balance and not in harmony
Un-troubled=  in balance, in harmony

Dis-ease = out of balance and not in harmony
Ease = in balance, in harmony

Un-whole = out of balance, not complete, not in harmony
Whole = in balance, in harmony - thus in peace

Healer = a reminder
Healing = coming back into the place to understanding, appreciating and living in the natural balance, harmony and state of peace and unique and beautiful wholeness for and in which we were created

The circle is round, the earth is round, thus wherever we are upon it, we are on the "top" of the world.  This is where we are at all times!

Sometimes we forget,

which makes us feel  we our troubled, diseased, un-whole (as many of us may have been told our whole lives).  

We knew we were whole and good and perfect from our first breath,

but many of us from an early age were taught otherwise,

and as we distanced ourselves from our knowing of our perfection,

dis-ease and dis-harmony became our way of life.

But if dis-ease were based on truth,

when the balancing is tipped away from the center
why does our body and life force, and everything in nature, always seek, and constantly work towards balance, wholeness, health ?

The truth is that
Everything IN us stands for ease,
wholeness,
health and love,
Balance, Harmony, Abundance, Peace 

and we each are
IN the center and AT the top of the circle of life!

Photo taken 8-8-8 click photo for more information on this crop circle.

That is the best kept secret, the truth which we all know,

but have denied this in order
to "fit" within the lies and contemporary belief systems of fear, lies, and the temporary and false attempts at manipulation
now in place in this "troubled" world.

Thus the very feeling of un-ease, or dis-ease stems from our inner knowing that

we have been lied to about our own
perfection, beauty, balance, and lovableness.

So, healing, happens as we are standing in and aware of the circle

(the figure 8, symbol of inifinity, the NOW)

and in our remembering
we are at all times on "top"
and in the center of the circle of life.

We each are a beautiful part of the whole, the circle,

and the circle always comes around again,

to beauty, balance, harmony.

This is what I call the 8th ceremony.

It is time for the 8th ceremony, to recognize our wholeness in the circle of life.

BE the ceremony.  
As we each recognize that we stand on top
and in the center of our own special and unique
part of the circle, (the infinity represented by 8)

the fog clears from our eyes

and we see in actuality that

the circle is and always has been whole and round, perfect.

Now is the time for "healing"

for knowing and owning and living this truth

(what has been true and whole all along).

Make the circle round.

(I wrote the 8th ceremony ideas above back in 2003, but I could not resist including the photos of 8-8-8 crop circle, that seems to confirm in pictorial language this underSTANDing)

This is not a ritual as some consider "ceremony" - it is a WAY of living! 

It is reflected in human activities  - sacred action - that stems from knowing we ARE what we think - DAILY - and moment by moment.  (more songs about this will be released with the 6th CD from Bunny Sings Wolf - a double CD planned for a future time as Spirit directs).

The 8th"ceremony"  requires that each  be whole-souled in our individual commitment to LIVE in harmony with the principles of good relationship with our Creator, with each other, and all the created things put here for a purpose. 

As the sun now sets on ways that don't work, may we each bring our lives and the teachings brought down to us into complete-ness in right action. 

If we want to LIVE as part of the whole - be-come the  solution  instead of the soon-to-be-passing problem, NOW we must  nurture humility for learning and understanding, commitment and the courage needed to experience the true freedoms and joys  ahead.  By LIVING this way NOW, we have opportunity in seeing the sunrise of the upcoming era of true peace and harmony that shows up in ALL activities of life  - respect for ALL creation and the One who created it.

This is way the  8th ceremony connects the loose ends of many generations of thoughtlessly loose living, of love and life lost, into the

mended sacred hoop

of life ways that come full circle to living in ways that conserve instead of consume, that nurture the energies, gifts and resources in the lives and for the benefit of all our relations.

I am honored that you have taken the time to listen to these songs, the music "medicine" I have been gifted to share with you, in hopes you will share them with others, and show openness of heart to experience  and to open up understanding to know their meanings and gifts. 

It is my hope that the light of this under-STAND-ing will bless your life in Balance, Harmony, Abundance, Peace as this beautiful day is dawning, that you will honor the life in YOU, and in your unique imprint upon life as you walk in a sacred manner, and thus by action and example encourage others to enjoy this vision and truth and thus make wise choices now, living always in love

Mitakuye Oyasin

(Lakota - We are all related)

 

Translation of Lakota words from Freedom song that came in a dream:
Hoye wa yelo - I am sending a voice (speaking as in prayer, and willing to put my prayer into action by the way I think, speak, act and live on this earth as always in the sight of our Creator)
Taninyan nawajinyo okihi 
Stand up, manifest it, it can be done (walk live- in a sacred manner so that all things can be blessed by your life and your expression of who you are)
Wa ooo  I come  Wicozani  Good health (in the future for all our relations above, below and upon this earth)
Oyate  Nation! (Not just relatives or extended family, but ALL our relations, the four legged, two legged, finned ones, winged ones, crawling ones, plant and root people, stars, rocks all that IS, creation)
Iya wa oo welo yanipi kta ca  that the people (Oyate) ALL may LIVE!

 

Why does Bunny play the "Native American" flute?

Just as a "French horn" is a particular type of musical instrument, "Native American flute" refers to a particular type/style of musical instrument.  Also the style of storytelling dubbed "Native American Storytelling" does not guarantee presentation by an enrolled member of a Federally-recognized tribal member. 

A reviewer with the Rapid City Journal  dubbed Bunny's music as "Lakota-inflective Folk" which  aptly describes the type and subject matter of  the original music that has come to her in dreams which she shares often with flute music (which also came in dreams along with the lyrics and music of her songs).  Her music comes to build bridges among races of all people, Red, Yellow,  White and Black, and educate, show honor and respect for human BE-ings, Lakota and ALL other earth- nurturing, Native American and/or indigenous or other life honoring ways, perspectives and cultures. 

"I"m white, but I can't prove it."

Although Bunny has a rich mix of first nations ancestry, continues to learn from, shares with and associates with many well respected "Federally-recognized"  Native American Indian tribal elders, chiefs, and medicine people, and she has  researched the  stories and teachings that stem from cultural perspectives that she may share in workshops or performances,  please know that the music and the original songs she shares (and the stories and teachings that come with them) have come to her in dreams. 

While she plays Native American flutes in music that is enjoyed and endorsed by many prominent card carrying Native Americans,  Bunny Sings Wolf's music does NOT claim to be "Native American made"  as is now specified by the U.S. Government.   IF it is your desire to listen only to music made by an enrolled member of a "federally-recognized"  "Native American" musician, you may find them through a web search. 

To hear more music while reading lyrics - please click on name of  other albums below

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Most asked question:    "How can I get a copy of Bunny's latest new songs that I  heard at her concerts?"

Most of Bunny's ORIGINAL SONGS (upward of 450 at last count) have "arrived" usually at 3:00 a.m., in the form of dreams  since Bunny has been living at home in the Black Hills.  Waking her from deep sleep - playing in her head - complete with words and music, she records them, to learn and share later. In honoring this unique music gift, Bunny feels a solemn responsibility to the Creator to use her voice and carry these songs to as many people as possible.  Lyrics of some of these songs, yet unreleased on CD, may be found on Unreleased Lyrics page. If you wish to be added to the growing list of those who want to be notified when new CD's are available, and receive announcements of her UPCOMING LIVE PERFORMANCES scheduled in YOUR AREA, please sign Mailing List

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