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!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Monday, September 19, 2016

Today I Gift My Heart Away

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Today I Gift My Heart Away

Today I gift my heart away to those who need help along the daze. Such a mystery ahead. We are learning to be red. All the fire in this world, the many colors that will swirl, like the rainbow, the clan that is true and blue. Like the rainbow, where we all align to get the knews. We are born this day to live in a good way. So I gift my heart away to those who need help along this daze, there are many who seek a hand, just to learn to understand. Love is grander that the shine, for it's in the darkness it will bind. All the colors and the shades, together we will raid, this land and say we consume our love with you. The law of love is coming true. We will shine today. Children all over this world you see, looking for magic in our breathe. We are born to rule, the sacred living school. Fly with me today. Fly with me on your waves. Fly with me to praise. Fly with on this golden chain. Fly with me. 

I gift my heart away to those who long to praise. All the children of this land, looking for a better day. So we sing our land of miracles with prayers for you, to get you on through. To make it a better good knews. All my Brothers and my Sisters are standing up for you. Do you see all over this land, we are blending the might seas. We are visioning together. We are visioning to be true. We are the making of this magic, it is a dream living inside of you. I gift my heart away because I feel your love. I know you are sending love in the rainbow, I can feel the cliffs (clefts), where you await for me, to tell me all is sweet. And magic flows right in the air. We feel better. I can feel those cares. We are sending our hearts away, into the land that needs a prayer today. We are sending our love on a wave to take hold of miracles today. let it ride those skies and remember why we cry. We send love to you, in all you dew today. 

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White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Twin Deer Mother holding onto all those rings. 

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!

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Thursday, July 7, 2016

Brother Peter Van Els says, "Stand With God".

Stand With God

There is a land upon the sands that move around. I have to say I need a way to bring upon the stone, the greatness that is loomed. We are taken forth to this course, the plan of the making of man. Let us begin to rise again, to shine out no more sin. Let love wind today, upon the hills we pray. 

When everyone is part of the fun, we will miss the old ways, yet in our heart we move across the sands of time and the winds. We are taken forth to the place on course. See the lands of God, the place we stand on our worth. We fill this land with jewels and emeralds here we stand. Let God our Father teach us about all that is cursed. And with his hands we will reprimand those who lost their way. And if they learn, how to pray, then they will find their way. 

We tend the fields and turn the wheel, let love bloom within. We gift a heart and make our mark, the lands of all that grins. If you wanted to know all that snows, the crystalline shore of love that winds. Then you will bow to hear the sown, the ground upon the weeping fields. Tend the heart inside of you. There you will find all you need come true. And love is where our hands turn time to make us stand to the rhyme. Rock this boat, shore to shore. Rock this boat for all to adore. Let peace come into your heart today to bring in hope another way. 

Peace reign upon the window shamed, those who used blame instead of the forgiveness game. We lend our hearts to bear witness to all the parts. We grin again, no more win/d. (stop breathing, waiting) In the twix of time, let the silence bind. Where wind did show their face, let pureness find their grace. And kingdom come to shine their sun, where the moon did shout, we are ONE. There is a place inside of your soul. There is a place where heaven will dole. And if you choose this way, then the heavenly will be safe. We will gift our hands to God, formidable applause. 

Take heart in the mission of time. We will show the world just how to bind. We will share it true, the making of you, the land of many, many hues. There is a place where sins must go, to let go, to let go. There is a place where sins must go, to let go, to let go. And if you bear witness to this chime, you will hear the song that rhymes, where saints will fall and men of God to show the greatness of every hall (haul). We will shine true blue. We will shine for all of you. And if you get lost along the way, we will show you just how to bow and pray. People around the world are waking up to all that is fear and bringing home this land of God, the place where we plant the sod. 

Just take a step with me. Just take a step in the breeze. Take a step with me and find your family. We will enter the kingdom of hope, when we find the royal groves. We will share it true, the land of many hues. Tending the fields we say, along the place we play. Tending the place we share to make those who want to be aware, that love will shine today to make our hearts praise another way, where tender roots will grow, for all to know. 


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for me, to show the fields of the seeds, where all the corn (spiritual spacial fields of many colors) will rise and the wheat (brotherhood) touches the skies. And if they follow her, they will know the greatness of the words, the land of many sown, the land of the beginning womb. We will tend the soil. We will make the heart boil. We will plant the seeds and make sure there is no more enemy. We will share this place in time to make our hearts bind. For we are kingdom come the land of all the rungs. We step towards you today to gift a land in praise. We step towards the beat where we are royal sheep. And where the mountains climb. We will hear this chime. We will show the world just how to score (musical score, all aligned). 

Father Red Hand knows me, he beats the heart of the seed. He shine upon this world, Holiness David agrees and together we will share the land of all who care to bring us home once more, the land of the sacred torn. We will shine anew to bring home the true. 

I am (Brother) Peter who wails the cry in my sails. I will show the world just how to bow in praise. And when this kingdom is run with the loyal thumbs, we will show the true, how to become the blue. 

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Bob Marley quotes 1945-1981.
The Greatness of a man is not in how much wealth he acquires, but in his integrity and his ability to affect those around him positively.
None but ourselves can free our minds.
My future is righteousness.
In this bright future you can't forget your past.
The more people smoke herb, the more Babylon fall.

What important is man should live in righteousness, in natural love for mankind.
One good thing about music. When it hits you, you feel no pain.
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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!

The Bellows of a Heartbeat from Samantha Michelle Daughter of Sister Teresa

The Bellows of a Heartbeat

Listen to the buzzing bees (dream impossible dreams), where I long to beam. I have so much going on, just need a song. Let the others blow away, then faithful will stay. Come to heal the world I wear, the place others want to smear. We are children of this world. We are children of the seas. We are family, when we will start to believe. Take hold and find a friend, then you will have room, to grow a heart of love in the sacred loom. I will be your friend if you befriend me. I will share my heart with those who long to arc. 

Tether me to the room, where love is bountiful. Tell all those who long to feel the waking of the zoom. All the angels fly by, yet when I need to cry, they seem to walk away, without saying a good ray. How can I long to feel if others do not look my way. I need a hand to hold, to bring in faithful rays. Heaven send me home to where I long to be, together with my family who gifts the heart of good rays. 

Where they wanted more, the land of the free, I wanted to fend for them, because they gift a ray. I needed all my soul to find a willing plan, the place where I stand to make amends upon the land. Heaven help them all, even when they fall. Let us become the place where children have a good face. I wanted to fill the room with tender loving cares. Let my soul be on fire, to bring down all those woes. 

Witness to all gone wrong, the land of torn out eyes. The people do not want to understand so many people cry. If I had my way, I would give them a chance, yet they take a hold and make the world gone mad. Where is the place I stand if others do not mend. I need a hand of gold to find my favored wind. Come let us stand side by side, then I will feel the gold, where the heart knows, the land of the bitter told. I will cry upon the seeds, watch them grow with love instead of disease. I will gift my heart away just to feel their cosmic rays. This is the beginning of the groves. This is the place where children play. Gift them a place a room, to twirl in a good ray. 

Tell me true blue. Tell me the cosmic knews. Tell me true blue, where all is delivered home. The place of many cultivations, the plan of wholesome division. We need a place of grace to tether towards. We need hearts that feel warm. Time to shine like the sun. Time to bind like the moon. Time to share all this room. Time to wake up to all this glue. Together we are family, across the lands and many seas. We are joining the cosmic race, because we long for that perfect chase. 

Sailing across the seas. Sharing our hearts in divinity. Showing the world we can get along. Sharing the sacred living stones. We will become all divine, because we are making our hearts shine. I will show the world how to care, I will bare (it all). Let my soul rush around, then let my sole walk on ground. Let mine eyes become true, when I pray and bless you. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings the heart of little Sister Samantha Michelle. When others do not find the way, love always makes the perfect wave. And her mother of the seas, Sister Teresa longs to believe, that love will overcome those who are lost and secretly dum (founded). If all the bitterness and hate belonged on this silver plate, then God would have shown, a sacred book to get along. Yet the sacred you seek, is in the heart of the meek, the torah always shows the way, because we who are devoted long for this praise. Children of the holiest crown, where love is all around. 


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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!

Friday, May 20, 2016

All the Love Minded Soldiers

All the Love Minded Soldiers

Take a heed to relevance, the place inside of you, where we dance. One, two, three, four, open the sacred doors. We will march to the beat. We will find a sound complete. Come my Relatives who fight for love, my soldiers in the ranks. Time to fill the banks (edge of the river, shore to share). 

Tell the enemies we are going home. Let the children find a place of rolling stones, where love is careful planted in the rows and all the children know when you come home. Sending letters in the air. Did you get them where you stare. We are sending you loving waves to help you come to safe. And if you have a mission upon your heart, with loving thoughts for all the arcs/arks, there will be a sunshine face, heaven on earth will be our grace. 

Shine it true blue, my soldiers everywhere. Shine it true blue to find the loving chairs. We will witness a time to help the children to bind to the constellation in the sky. Where our hearts want to come down to plant the seeds of sacred sound. We jump up and down just to hear your heart pound. 

Where have you gone my gentle men? Where are you now sending love instead of sin? The children beg me everyday, when will our parents come home to say, I love you this very day. So look around this world is confused. So much that is tattered in the view, the blanket of love is needed in the hues. The sky is falling and we need a great muse. So send your prayers. We will be aware. All the women are sending love in the spirituals cares. We send the prayers in the smoke. We let the blessings take the hook and reel them in, to help you carry out cleansing all that sin. And if you are born a lady near, a soldier that helps the fellow tears. Just in time to watch them grow, into soldiers who will bow. 

We are the children of the sky come home. And all the soldiers of love come to this rolling stone. We rotate in the sky the sacred Mother Earth calls out and cries, we need your love today. We need soldiers who will fight the right way. We need soldiers on the victory ride, to bring home a sweet place of peace preside. 

Tend the growing concerns we have. And with this knowing let us become the doves, the peaceful warriors tell us all, we bow down and have faith to fall. And when we get lost and proclaim, where is our God, who has a mighty name. We will look up and find our Father dear, the Great Spirit who leads us here. Shine forth for another day to come. And we are helping the spiritual run. Where you are tending and need a prayer, we send our love to this great cheer. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman singing for you today to heal the world we got work to praise. And I know the angels in the sky, the many warriors who fly by. Let them help you where you stand in the war plain fields upon which you land. There the angels will be mighty and by your side. Just remember to pray with open eyes. 

Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums this beat for you to find the sweet, when all the eyes seem to bow down incomplete. The war ravaging needs to end. Let us bring our boys home again. And sisters too, I know you are there, we spring a hope for you to cheer. All of our soldiers where you stare, let peace and honor come home to glare. 

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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!

Monday, March 28, 2016

Brother Lonnie Prairie Chicken "Waking of the Wives" our "Mother of the Suns"

Rainbow (cosmic mother) Lonnie Prairie Chicken
"Waking of the Wives" (talking to women, "wake up and fight for our men, our warriors") our "Mother of the Suns" (healing, protecting, encouraging warriors, rising stars)

a. Great Name - Holy Ghost Song (spiritual star knowledge)

Singing my song in the winds today. I want to bring in out from the fields. Wake up my Brothers and Sisters. It is time to stir. Time for the revelation. Time for us to dream a good dream. Tell all the people we are coming, the heart beat of all the rings. We are dreaming all together, the place where we are the sacred tribes. This is why the people call me the "Waking of the Wives". Stirring it all together, my heart is beating for this world. Let me sing a better weather upon the sky where all does cry (ride). Let us find this welcoming the spiritual seas of my desire, the place where we are sharing our dreaming tethered to the sacred sky. All of my patience is awaiting for the returning of the white tribe (white buffalo, star children). Therefore we must make a mission to stir the pot of desire. Making us all true relatives today that is the way, that is the praise. That is the making of the goodness today. TODAY. I find my waves. TODAY. I shine my praise. I will sing and be dancing to form a ring of hopes and desires. All of my children around the world, need the women to lead for awhile. Gift up your smile to me I will sea. Gift up your love to me I feel the breeze. All of the children call me home. I am the "Mother of the Suns". (thank you Brother for being you)

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums

b. Great Name (mission for soul) and (how to accomplish dream, sole)

"Waking of the Wives" our "Mother of the Suns" (talking to women, "wake up and fight for our men, our warriors")

Lakota: Cunake or Ch(j)unah-k(g)ay or Holding of the Royal Family. 

Lakota: Channu - chah nue, stone of the sacred pipes.


Korean: Ch(j)una or royalty. This word was gifted by the Lakota. Koreans borrow words from other nations, especially Lakota and English.  

Note: I often call my own husband, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, Chjunah (Royal family, true blue, he also happens to be a crowned colors, which are three relatives, red, lavender and crystal, but not always, depending on age and where in the sacred buffalo robe is worn. No scorn, just reborn.). Twin Deer Mother notes.


Hebrew: Chanukah or Ḥanukah (Festival of Lights, the RISEN SUNS, royal family of the true blue seas) is a Jewish holiday commemorating the rededication of the Holy Temple (the Second Temple) in Jerusalem at the time of the Maccabean Revolt against the Seleucid Empire. Hanukkah is observed for eight nights and days, where oil was available for seven days, it did last for the eight day, the holy day (lavender 8, eternal love, morning star). It is also known as the Festival of Lights and the Feast of Dedication. Where there is darkness, we shed the light upon the royal suns, abundance for everyone. The eternal bond of love, the Rainbow does promise and keep. So sweet. Across the blessing storms.
"I cry because it is a great hope for our Rainbow Waking of the Wives to live up to himself, to gift abundance of wealth to our family around the world. Lakota (eldest spiritual of mankind) you rock (crystalline beings of light) this world. I love you. I spill my tears for you. My beloved family, we will show the rest of the world home. We are born. I wipe my face with glorious tears of true love. We are wed (the spiritual soul to the physical sole). We bless the nest (the spacial field we wield, wheel, round and round fulfilled)". White Buffalo Calf Woman sings
"I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions with fire and water." 
To cleanse the spacial field, add the heart knowing, trust your glowing.

Prairie: connected spacial fields, relationships
Chicken
: four directions, beaming spiritual rings, sounding board

A Prairie Chicken
is one who connects people together through spiritual relationships, often this is done through singing and hearing or listening to the stories of others.

Waking of Wives (Ch(j)unah-kay or Holding of the Royal Family) our Mother of the Suns
Demands it (the law of love, what Prairie Chicken delivers), the connections or the relationships we are bound to. Get to your business warriors, cry your hearts out and release your pain, then you will gain. All the time teaching women how to become this kind of catalyst, giving hope to our warriors and a duty to continue to fulfill.

White Buffalo Calf Woman says, "It is the duty of the woman to make sure the man returns home through prayers and constant vigilance (((wake up women))) upon the sacred spacial fields of our dreaming collective. This is done as s/he (warriors) demands and when he stands (proud, after the humble bow, the light space) and asks from far away (heart distance, the dark space) for the woman's love. Pray for me he says. Pray for him s/he says. Pray for all of our adventures, to share a life together." (men need the most prayers to find their way home to the heart, the sacred arc/ark, field of treasures)

c. Buffalo Robe (relative duties and powers, light bodies for soul and sole the track of four directions or four faces)
Rainbow Child, Rainbow Mother, Rainbow Man
Buffalo robe: rainbow, aqua, violet, gray.

Color 1. rainbow (appears to beam) 12 red-orange (actual color), the red robe (1 of 4 who wear the red robe, those who can handle lessons from others and deliver them into salvation, when the spirit roars and thunder swore to the goodness and richness of this land. That is the plan.). Red robe, where lessons appear, to stare, bless the sun and push them to do/dew right. Then it is worth a good fight, for love always bows to the grove, where men become giants on the great holy ark, sailing through the seas, where our hearts believe.

Color 2. aqua (appears to beam this color) 10 red-hoop (actual color), the reflection of the waters below, the sky holds the dew that flows. MEDITATE (key word) on the rainbow (the place, the sacred spacial field). Aqua is the eldest daughter of the house of God and leader of men, where the clouds fly through, the cave of knews. Thus an aqua is imperative to meditate daily in order to view the whole of the black, where stars unmask.

Color 3. violet 7, mountain top, the sacred pipe keeper. A holy man who reaches up to the Great Spirits of the dew (wind blows with Great Spirit Father), yet spews from Great Spirit Mother's view. Violet is the third sun in the house of God.

note: Rainbow to aqua to violet is harmonic in the heart, being able to sea one self in all that is blasting rays about, harmony still has a place. Vibrate a good space. These are good tools for the Waking of Wives.

Color 4. gray (appears to beam color) 14 red-green (actual color), Grandmother weaves the dreamers together, the sacred fields of four directions for each child, a blanket of love. Everyone seen in this earthly spectrum of the red road fire, is binded to gray in order to array, the many splendid colors.

All other relatives who do not carry gray 14 at the end of the sacred buffalo robe are what we call spirituals and unseen to our naked eyes, however if we use our sonar eyes, the heart beams forth in four directions, then we can outline their traces and sea with our faces, the glory of the blue road waters, heavenly family of the stars.

White Buffalo Calf Woman gifts the sacred buffalo robe. 

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d. Sacred Song Blessing (ghost song, prayer from the heart)

Join My Hands Help Me Pray


Where are the children going today? I want to sing them a song and display. All the children are learning to be one, yet they are strung out on a chain gang, listening to the plains stunned. If only they could chime, with the universal rhyme. So I say to the children everywhere, It is time to make our hearts glare. Send your rays of light everywhere. Send your rays of light rather than despair. Love is the gain we compare.  

(talking) Hip hop to the glory of the stop. Listen my child and ring this tune. Feel the beat. Stamp your feet. Glory is the achieved. It is a grandness divineness. It is a tragic down in the magic. Stand up and beat your feet. Dance with the drum complete. Tell everyone the sun is born. Because I can hear your mighty horn. Blow out and call the buffalo home. Tell the trail we got to seek. All the troubles we will leave behind, once we learn to make our hearts meek. Tell the children we will seep (cry our tears in a holy ghost song, from the heart). 

(singing). Sing a song let it all belong. Sing a song and make your heart strong. Sing a song and lift your head up high. Sing a song and let your soul fly. Down in the waves, where the billows will be safe. Take a hold of all our enemies. Send them love today, tell them we are waiting for the parade, when they come home shining as suns. We will be lucky when we are won (ONENESS).

Skill is a master of disguise if we do not linger to hear the cries. We must behave abundantly to help us achieve, to help us believe, to help the children find mercury (helps us find gold, dreams to come true). Send all of your prayers to me. I will scatter them to the seas. All of the children will find a way when they know the comfort praise, love is in range. Love is gone sane. Love is the welcoming daze. 

Join my hands, help me pray. Join my hands for a better day. Join my hands and leap into the sky, where the children will welcome the wise. We are looking for the better day, when we have all we will say, the place to lead our hearts home, because we hear. Because we dare. Because we are the snare of the divine, the welcoming of the holy chime. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings today for our Sister Waking of the Wives. She is the Mother of the Suns and she knows who and what is the ONE. Tell the glory of the suns that shine, we are going home this time. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star sends his love with the drum beat of the marching tune, where all the warriors find their sun (inner light). 


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Sacred Song Blessings (ghost songs), 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! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Rainbow Man George Bennett Sr. "Sacred Train" our "Shine in Me"

 Rainbow Man George Bennett Sr.
"Sacred Train" our "Shine in Me"

a. Great Name - Holy Ghost Song (spiritual star knowledge)
(talking song) Sharing my heartbeat with everyone. I can look at the sun. There at the horizon, there is a beginning. We are turning to run upon the moon (reflection of our lives). Sending shivers of pane/pain (looking out the window pane or edges of the spacial fields, dreaming), delight in our gains. If only others understood the Great Spiritual wood (the law of love, ringing out from the heart, like a tree rings). This is mine name, the Sacred Train. Tell the world about to gain, the second sun has no shame, yet we try to blame. If only we could shine it true, the place of the good knews. I want my heart to sing in the constellations ring. There my song will cry, the welcome to reasons and wise/whys. (singing begins). There is a place inside of me. I want to treasure all of my family. Will they come home to me. Will they come home to the sacred tree. I want to share my life with this world. I want to shine it true like brotherhood. It is time to unwind, the sacred vines. Shine in Me my Brothers call me. Shine in Me my Sisters know me. Shine in me, the dream explodes in me. Shine in Me, I am the glory of the stars.
  
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums

b. Great Name (mission for soul) and (how to accomplish dream, sole)
"Sacred Train" our "Shine in Me"

The sacred trainer or teacher through the use of stories and tales. Within; the suns or stars (rainbow clan) will shine. Feeling the hearts, not necessarily the truth of their part, mostly the perspective of the child who is lost in the dark. Shine in Me, must feel the way around, rather than look to find. Looking will determine a course, it's end result for others, the prophetic (indigo).

[Train: Middle English, trailing part of a gown, from Old French, from trainer, to drag, from Vulgar Latin *tragīnāre, from *tragere, to pull, back-formation from tractus, past participle of Latin trahere. read more http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Train ]

c. Buffalo Robe (relative duties and powers, light bodies for soul and sole the track of four directions or four faces)

c. Buffalo Robe (relative duties and powers and powers, light bodies for soul and sole the track of four directions or four faces, the tools of light used to accomplish the mission) 

Rainbow, Indigo, Green, Gray.
Rainbow child (inner most of four colors)
Relationship: Cosmic Mother

-Rainbow 12 (red-orange), Rainbow Mother, cosmic spiritual mother, great teacher. Moves around the field (cube).
-Indigo 6, third daughter in the house of God, prophet, vision of light's end. (does not sea through the darkness like the crystal color does, however the indigo is the perfect soul stone or warrior, while the crystal is the perfect sole stone or crystalline being of light). Indigo is the great teacher, accumulating knowledge from elder siblings. Indigo slides down the yellow road (across dreams). Indigo has sight of the spiritual or blue road, only in physical sight. Meaning one must stand before them to sea into that reality. Then they will sea only the light or it's end, the completing of a story. They do not continue to sea into the darkness. So indigo seas into the spiritual space, but only seas light trails. This is how an indigo is able to be the prophet, knowing what will be the ending or conclusion of actions (of the dreaming collective fields). If you cannot sea clearly move over to the right or left, like we need move over to see around a building or structure, thus an indigo must peer directly into the spiritual (heavenly, blue road, darkness, water busts) spacial field. Indigo will walk away. Indigo must learn to turn away, then swing back to the same place. This travels the distance of the field. Walking away is not healing for oneself or for others. Face them head on. I recommend, "one step away, one step back, the twirling of dawn, just lept". Thus an indigo took a spiritual leap, across the view, to get more clues. This is very hard to do. With a rainbow child, this may be easier to accomplish, than with an indigo child. Rainbow Man George Bennett Sr. probably have conflicting sails, until one understands the indigo is the great spiritual warrior (perfect stone), the flying horse. Fly the zig zag path, where the lightning blasts, down and up, both directions gifts the hunch (knowledge).
-Green 4, fourth daughter outside the house of God, spiritual leading, embrace of the oneness. Green is holding the river bringing tributaries together.
-Gray 14 (red-green, grandmother connects the dream, weaving us all together. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman gifts the sacred buffalo robe. 

Search colors http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com/ and http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/

d. Sacred Song Blessing (ghost song, prayer from the heart)

Sky Trail Tales
We are looking in the sky trail. We are looking for a place to believe. We are treating everything in the heart of what we sing. All our people need some hope today. All of our people long for a better way. Tell we are true, looking out for you. That is the waves you set sail today. Kisses and hugs for you. Kisses and hugs. I know you needed more, just in time for us to be enstored with goodness from your heart beat. Let is be sweet wine (tears of glory, a good story) and honey (bee, a great dream). 

We are children living on this land, looking for a better plan. And the distance that calls my name is a place where hold out tame. And with this place I feel satisfied, only when I can cry. I want hope for this world. I want to share all this fold. Yet our heart lies in desire, but we feel we are in this mire. Hold it true. We wanted more in the blue. Waters open and save this land we need. We wanted more to plant the seed, yet deep inside, we are sad and hide. 

Great Spirits come knocking at my door. Great Spirits hold me closer for more. I wish for a better land for the children who need to make a stand. How will they come home, without a place to loom. Tell us true, my heart is blue, where waters fall deep in you. I want to share my heartache, just to know what is at stake. Build it up take a cup and shine it true for all the good knews. We are waiting for this day. We are working for this ray. 

Share it true for all good things. Share it true for the wedding rings (united soul to sole, family unity). Share it true for the boys and girls learning to grow up in this world. I send my love to help them be gratified, yet inside of this stratosphere. We want this place to shine a good grace. Heaven help us get home, to all the children that need a hope. Dream a good dream, then we will find the scope, where magic fills the halls and we will know the dolls. The people everywhere will have a good cheer. We dream this way. We dream this phased. We dream for this place. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings a heart, place for us to build a park. We wanted more, a song to sing, yet inside we wanted wedding rings (twinning effect). it is time to restore, the lost knowledge we adored. It is time to ring, the sounds of heaven as we sing. Let us wing with angels on this earth and pass along, without any curse. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star shines along these waves thus far. And upon my heart I sing with you to show the world it is coming true, the white buffalo in our hearts will fill our minds too. We know the true. We sing it too. We share with you. Love will take hold of this view.

(Brother is a "Rainbow Mother" or "Rainbow Man" reverberating all the colors of the rainbow, which is everything. He (door keeper) sang my part (door), about him (the rainbow). A crystal child like myself lives within the rainbow child or rainbow mother. It is a Rainbow Mother and the Crystal Sun who epitomizes the sacred spacial field. There is a saying about Mothers, they have eyes in the back of their heads, because they have already read your light. Twin Deer Mother notes.)
          
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More reading:
1. http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2013/06/ghostly-trails-lead-me-home-holy-ghost.html
2.  http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2014/01/holy-ghost-walking-great-spiritual-stars.html
3.  http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2013/06/ghost-walking-sacred-sight-developing.html 

Sacred (spacial, relative) Fields

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!

Brother Jerry Ward "Living Light Ray" our "Great Pound"

 Jerry Ward    
"Living Light Ray"
our "Great Pound"


a. Great Name - Holy Ghost Song (spiritual star knowledge)
Sending me a plane for the excavation. There deep in the ground I find my life. Buried inside with all this confusion, just want to get out of this strife. Yet in my heart I sing this song to tell you just how I get along. This is what they call me today, the Living Light Ray (reflection of light, the sky, the waters). Distance is my heartbeat. Distance is my cry. I wanted to show you this reason, just how far I can fly. Tell all the people I am coming home to you in their hearts. Just have to bring in the season, where we shine like the larks. Sing with me upon the tree where bellows find the great hall. I want to ball, like the kingdom halls/reigns, the sacred living plains. Yes I am there to shine the way. Down deep in the heart of my homeland, the waking of all eternity. I set you down and make a good sound. This is why they call me the Great Pound (sound of hooves, heartbeat, dancer). I send blessings with every single wound (turn, hoop, communicates).  

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums

b. Great Name (mission for soul) and (how to accomplish dream, sole)

"Living Light Ray" our "Great Pound" 

 c. Buffalo Robe (relative duties and powers and powers, light bodies for soul and sole the track of four directions or four faces)


Aqua, silver, white, gray.
Aqua child (inner most of four colors)
Relationship: Eldest Sister in the house of God

Aqua 10 (red-hoop), eldest daughter, leader of men.
Silver 12 (red-orange), aunt, young woman, mirror to the physical world (mirror mirror on the wall, knows the physical truth of it all).
White/Star 15 (red-blue), grandfather, the humble star, baby teeth, all around complete/embraced or cradled.
Gray 14 (red-green, grandmother connects the dream, weaving us all together. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman gifts the sacred buffalo robe. 
Search colors http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com/ and http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/

d. Sacred Song Blessing (ghost song, prayer from the heart)

Let the Light Shine 
Looking for the radiance of my dreaming. Looking for the place where I am seeding. Looking for the sacredness I am bleeding. Let me heart find this good way, just in time for this display. Tell all the people I have been watching you. I know you wanted better tunes. If only we could get excited about, the making of this prosperous bloom.  

Let the light shine from inside of me. Let the light shine. I will send my rays to you, to bring us home this time. We are together forever and ever, just to hear the stories row. We are on a great journey across time and sown. We are looking for those buried bones, the stories that need to storm. 
All of the children want to get excited, just need to get ignited. I hope that my dream will show them, how to get on home. I am teaching this world, how to believe in all of their horns, the great illusion that is born (paint a picture of many colors). Send your songs. Send your drum beats for the world. Send your songs. I have lots to get along. Send your songs, just for this reason, this is the season where love will be born. This is the season, we will take by storm. 
White Buffalo Calf Woman singing for the Brother, who calls out in this dislocated weather (lots of snow torn visions). Telling a story of the true. We are learning to be the burning, the light within that shines. The light within that binds. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums today to heal this world and making it happy, because our Brother sings for this world. Let us make it happy. Let it be our world. Let it all get sappy, with tears of love fulfilled. We are on a journey for our relatives to climb that hill.
         
Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org Angel Services Around the World
Sioux Task Force and Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Jews for the Ark of the Covenant, the Rainbow Promise

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!

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