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!
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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Saturday, September 12, 2009

Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy Third Hoop

Song today Sept. 11, 2009. Warriors of Prophecy Song WhiteBuffaloCalfWoman.Ning.Com

Where the Rain (tears of joy and sorrow) and Snow (crystalline stone river) go, that's where my heart goes (soul travels on a journey). And when the fire knows the plains (the green grass grows, to offer a new home to grow), upon the muscle men (unity of rolling hills), we can find the way of miracles in the day. There seems to be the heart of all who comes to meet (oneness), the sky when it speaks (up above), for heaven only meets (greets the dust), us down below over the rolling hills. And my eyes (vision of the heart and soul), I do know (trusting self), when the rain (tears of relatives everywhere) and the fires glow (purification of water, a blessing), for we are all just rainbows (part of the Rainbow Colors who share), the sky that always knows (the heart of everyone is here inside of tears upon the rolling hills, heaven crys to offer relief).

And half of eternity is just the refection of thee, for in the darkness shows, the growth of roots inside. And we are the laughing stock of the world, when we choose to know all that's bold. And we can always hold, the sky that always knows. But if we don't look this way, inside the darkness and say, "Behold another day, just take stand to all that's bold."

But when the world does glow, the fire of purification knows, that we can be the forever told, when we share God's every glow. Now what can we do for the saints, the ones who suffer the bleak. For they know love very well, and many don't even speak. But a heart that spends time, inside the heart of another's lie, is one who keeps the heart of Gold, because they are so bold. They speak up to be truth everywhere, and they can be the ones who speak. But we know that God is here, to be, the truth of every sun.

We are cuter than we have been told, be cause God told us so. And love is the same everywhere, when we choose to look at the sun. The heart that claims only truth, to seek and speak what lies in the heart. We are the men of truth, because our women learn from you. She is the law everywhere, because she thinks we don't care. But if we choose love instead, then her heart will always win. And we the men of the sky, who travel to know every why, is traveling the heaven's above, to find the land of the Gold.

Keep inside what suns always shine, for we can always know what lies inside. But to share it with everyone, is not as easy as being the sun. I say, my Lord, I love you, for you come to hold my head up to truth. And rainbow warriors everywhere, seek God in almost every stare. We can be warriors if we choose, but learning is simply a muse. For we need have fun everyday, when God is leading the way. For majesty gives rise to dust. And we must learn to be must. For if we choose liberty (wisdom-yellow way), then we could hold our heads (flesh-the red road) up to sea (heart-blue road).

Bless thee...
Sung by white buffalo calf woman, your Twin Deer Mother Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

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