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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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Saluda a la Salida Del Sol Mi Corazón - Sunrise Greets My Heart

Este día he llegado a saber el camino, de flowingness de Dios, y puedo decir que tengo la bendición de encontrar a mi visión de este momento, pero me pregunto quién puede abrir, para tomar el sol de la mañana? y si tengo todo lo que necesito, para ser la estrella que brilla? ¿Dónde está la canción que he estado esperando? ¿Qué puedo hacer hasta entonces? Seré recompensa de saber que, el romántico de la luna. Las formas elegantes de la luz solar vigas que atraviesan contra el cristal (la perfección cristalina) de persianas verticales (que viajan en la parte superior de las olas), el agua que no brillan y bailan en mi cabeza, me da piel de gallina que se levantan para saludar a mis lágrimas.

Y ahora puede ser un amanecer por favor, el más grande que he conocido, pero aquel que cumple con mi corazón, bajar a tirar de mí a casa? Y voy a ser la estrella que brilla, para dejarla en mi corazón? Yo quiero ser la paloma que vuela, para tomar el sol naciente estrella. ¿De dónde viene el deseo emitir sus necesidades, los deseos de todo el mundo? El amor de Dios está aquí para quedarse, aunque sólo podían recibir.

La pluma de stree con mis compañeros, Doe Pleé pa nah COE y, wee da CAH na na, domanee wee Poe, ven de pronto, jee po la ho. Canta dobladillo para la Nee, de la conquestor de venir a La plumanee, el honor Lasta KOAM de, el cato ominee, la Plesh tu, la Plesh tu, avedoo. (sonidos, por favor ayuda con la ortografía correcta, porque no saben ni lo que he dicho, el honor, plumas-pluma, la conquista, como hablo más idiomas y más voy a necesitar traductores de sonido para este. ¿Le gustaría ayudar con este ? voy a tener todo a la cinta o con traductores a mi lado. Como sé que puedo hablar cualquier idioma, que viene hacia mí, es simplemente no puedo explicar bien, como un niño. Afortunadamente los que escribo así para , parecen saber lo que estoy diciendo. esperaré su respuesta.)

Y supongo que será la canción de mí, sin embargo, la voluntad de Dios a través de tirar de mí, y me acompañará a todas las que ha llegado a mi manera, para recibir todo lo que Dios me ha manifestado. Y mi voluntad, será grande, para todos los demás sí, para mi reino reinará en la tierra. A medida que más y más llegar a casa para hacer un soporte.

canción del corazón de Mercedes hermano
cantada por la mujer búfalo blanco de la pantorrilla, su gemelo ciervos madre
ps. recordar la traducción no es correcta, porque de Tranlator en http://translate.google.com/translate_t #

Mercedes Heart Song of the Soul (Hermano Mercedes Song corazón del alma)

This day I come to know the way, of flowingness of God, and I can say that I am blessed to find my visions this far, but I wonder who can open up, to catch the morning sun? and if I have all that I need, to be the star that shines?  Where is the song I have been waiting for? What can I do till then?  I will be bounty of knowing you, the romantic of the moon.  The graceful ways of sunlight beams that cross against the glass (crystalline perfection) of sheers (traveling on top of the waves), the water that does sparkle and dance in my head, give me goose bumps that rise to greet my tears.

And now I can be a sunrise please, the greatest I have ever known, but will the One who meets my heart, come down to pull me home?  And will I be the star that shines, to let her in my heart?  I want to be the dove that flies, to catch the sun rising star.  Where does the longing cast their needs, the wants of everyone?  The love of God is here to stay, if only they could receive.

La pluma de con stree my co, doe plee pa nah coe y, da wee na cah na, poe wee domanee, come de, soon, jee po la ho.  Canta hem la so nee, de la conquestor de come to la plumanee, koam lasta de honor, el cato ominee, la plesh tu, la plesh tu, avedoo. (sounds, please help with right spelling, because I don't even know what I said, honor, feathers-pen, conquest, as I speak more and more languages I will need sound translators for this.  Would you like to help with this? I will have to tape everything or have translators standing by my side.  As I know I can speak any language that comes towards me, it's I just can't spell it right, like a child. Fortunately the ones I write like this to, seem to know what I am saying. I will await your response.)

And I guess it will be the song of me yet, the will of God will pull me through, and I will accompany all that has come my way, to receive all that God has shown to me. And my will, will be great, for all others sake, for my kingdom will reign upon the land.  As more and more come home to make a stand.

heart song for brother mercedes
sung by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother

ps. remember the translation will not be correct, because of tranlator at http://translate.google.com/translate_t#




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Heavens Rising Sun!

Does it always have to be this way,when the sun comes down to speak this day?  Do I always have to sing my day, for you don't know your way.  And what if I come to your place and learn of love to display, the Golden Wheel of love today, that's eternal as the Sun?  And what if I could be the soaring sound of liberty and be great as a Giant Sailing Breeze, just to find your heart again!

I know you are waiting for me, but I have to say, I need to bleed (walk the law of love, the red road) and I need for you to know the way, when you kiss the ground we walk this way.  And sacredness is pure if we come to land upon the ground to see, and have all we need when sails begin, to walk again, in the sacred way.

Don't be alarmed when we do seek and when we have heart to know the bleak, but we will share the heart of everyone to speak of the sun again.  Over rolling hills, I do sail this day, to open hearts to have them know their way, and I will be there when you call my name, I am called the Rising Sun.  But if you don't look my way to sea, how will you know which way for you to bleed, to make happiness in all you do, when you just turn away.

My heart is loving you, this day, but you don't learn, instead walk away, and I will bless your heart deer (journey) anyway, because you need me so this day.  And if you do turn and walk away, then you can be the greatest breeze that's me, we can join in hearts and be the wind, to fly free again, to fly over rolling hills.
  
Heart Song for Adrian Heaven's Rising Sun, a Magenta person
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your twin deer mother, a Crystal Elder



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God Plenty is God's Divine Time Where Waterfalls Flow and Hearts Know

We are coming to a new time, there is sunshine in the air and the waterfalls that come to me, is where I can go to play.  But so many are not happy, they seem to go down there, but all they find is illusions, when they don't climb the vine. (waves of time, heart flows on the wave, rolling hills of time, evolution)  and I can say, I have plenty of love that over bounds, and I can say, I am happy, because the sunshine came today.


The waterfalls that make me is where I can be this day.  And I can climb the oceans to be with all who dare.  and my heart knows the many, who don't know how to climb.  And I will be there for them, when they learn how to swim. (heart)


They think that God is plenty (illusion of matter), but I know that's not the way.  For all we have is so much time, the plenty of God's divine.  but those who think they need more, of foolishness that hails, the storms embrace (Mother Willed One) I have my grace, the love of mother deer (journey).


I know my dad is happy, he tells me all the time. But I know his heart has plenty to learn if only he could play.  if only he could play.  but until the time of plenty, the time we are filled with God, my father who lies in heaven will come down to hold his hand (Cristo Eagle Lightning Arrow).  and my love is more than they need, but I will be here for their stead.  and I can be the worshiping call, when I heed all that comes.  I will teach the world to play, to learn how it is to skip and dance.  and I will be the love of you, when you learn how to make company (brotherhood).


The will of God is plenty. The plenty of love that abounds, no matter how much we have to hold, it's not the bold of love.  the bowl of plenty is over flowing when love over bounds, not gifts of words or incomplete heard, the love of God is known.  Just throw away the too much, my brother may need it more. And I can be the good fellow when I share all that abounds.

Whippers Crown Noah's Luminous Song of the Heart (turned one year yesterday)
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother




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