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!"

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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, October 19, 2009

Debra Swelling Mountain Calling, your Song of all Songs, the Song of the Heart


The love of dawning comes to spring, the day of coming home is never end.  And I want you to always know, that I am here forever to glow.  We are going home to know, that love will always help us grow.  And we can open the portal doors, when we choose love and help us grown.  My darling, come home to me, help me lend you all to see, the heart of magic is here to be, the one who comes to gift you the keys.  Open your heart and you will sea, the glowing light of liberty.  And I wish you could understand, the helping law of God's demand.

We are here to be in love, the place of knowing, the place of doves.  And when we choose to walk away, then we don't learn how to walk or play.  Gift to me, the song of love.  Gift to me, your ever longing dove.  And I will be here with your heart, the song of angels will gift you the start.  We are dancing in the light, the place we hear, the place of delight.  And when you come home, wait and sea, the heart of me, the heart of thee.  We are going home, my love, can't you see?  We are going home to Angels who are free?  And when we come to your open door, then all will be the open hoar. (Sometimes called frost, hoar is a layer of ice crystals formed between the ground and snow cover by sublimation.  This is complete, absolute utterance of the perfect crystalline unity of many of the Oneness, the voice of the song as the embodiment of Oneness where there is no separation between the soul and the flesh, as we can skip the step in the lessons as in conflicts, this makes all easier to find joy!  A place upon the green grass of Earth and where the Clouds of Sky float by, like heavenly Angels.  Here we live in peaceful bliss, protected from the harsh elements of transformation or suffering and conflict, where the perfect crystalline river flows again! Also known as sugar snow, the sweet river of knowing, the journey of the heart, the tears of joy. This often comes when we have characteristics of age, especially having gray or white hair often called hoary, the signs of wisdom, the Yellow Way, the steps that take us into Brotherhood, the Golden Age!)

Days come home to me and let me in, the place of longing, the place without sin.  And I am looking forward to that day, when we come home and learn to play.  And I know you will always be, the heart of trumpets who long to sea, the song of Angels who lift their voices high, to be inside of the permanent sky.  Don't you look at any other ways, but it will be here yesterday.  And tomorrow will bring us home this way, because we know that God is here to stay.  There is longing, there is hope.  There is constant overlook, because we don't think of things that soar, because we know and are open to more.  This is where we learn to dance, to sing on top of mountain tops, and we can find a new way home, when we go home to dance and sing again.



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
Heart Song of Debra Swelling Mountain Calling, the Song of All Songs!
Image: Soul of a Unicorn
In a world filled with adversity the unicorn symbolizes all that is pure, gentle and loyal. She travels to all corners of the earth, with blankets of flowers springing up wherever she treads. She helps those who are sick in body or mind with a touch of her healing horn. She weaves a special magic to influence our hearts to do good, and to give us the desire to help others, and fill us with joy at the beauty of our planet.



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