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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Friday, October 2, 2009

Jim Rushing River Sings for you, the Heart of Rainbows Who Come True



Relatives, Jim Rushing River, the Golden Cosmic Father Sings to You...

Whispering Rainbows come home to dance with me and love lies in rivers with such a sacred breeze.  There lies inside of me, where rivers do flow and I know that you are part of this very sacred snow. And we dance within, to release the sin again.  To be with all that needs, to be the heart of everything.

Here the moon has much to say, as the Reflection of a day, the golden gleam with all this sunshine, has got to hurt a little while, but when it reaches it's portal doors and seas the way of love galore, then wishing upon a star does say, that I have come home this very day!

And we are but ships who pass through the night, the darkness of luminosity bright, for we are only children who shine upon the Rainbows each and every time.  I have to say, that Gold is pure, like Angels who get new wings ardor (passion), and we are here to spread our wings, to fly and roost (four sacred directions of the breeze) upon the shores.

The days have been the rushing winds, to set our sails out again, and when the sun does shine above, we reach into our hearts like pure doves.  And when the love of openness comes into the heavens from up above, there lies the truth of enduring nights, the long and awaited grace of God.

There is much to sea in the world today, the wasted and the much dismay, but if we seek and revere the past, then all will be the eternal blast.  Come one Come all and have a ride, to sail away against the tide, and we will ponder when we reach the side of heaven that has a breech.

I am the Father, who comes to greet, the children who have lost their feet, for law of love is deep inside, when we just trust all we have inside.  But if we don't look within the deep, we loose our faith and all we keep.  Don't waste your time because we need, the heart of man, the heart we keep.  Instead offer the many who need, a prayer of love and a time to keep (to weep the heart), the way of Brotherhood is clear, offer your hands to pray to dirt (over rolling hills, the earth bound of paradise).

Over rolling hills is sacred trees, the heart of all the blessed leaves (relatives) and we are here to know the dust, the rolling rainbows that keep us bound to having wisdom and lust for life, to gift us wisdom and have some strife, and all this goes to say, " I say, don't you want to live a sacred way!"

The more I look out into your light, I wish upon a starry night, that you are here inside my heart to long for perfect paradise.  Come one, Come all and hold my hand, for it's going to be a humble ride and we are going to need us all, those who have learned to fade and fall (learn to fall upon the knees of humbleness and sacred prayer to save the day), for wisdom comes when we choose love, and pure of heart that learns from love, and fading is the heaven's gate, the brightest numinosity we can choose! 


Welcome home to you!

Sung by white buffalo calf woman, for Jim Rushing River, our Cosmic Father, the Golden One!





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