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, December 18, 2009

Shining Dove Shares the Vision, Where Justice and Rainbows, Brings Freedom Ring


Come and share the vision of what tomorrow brings. I will be justice for everything.  And soon, the heart of the world, will let out a scream to share, that the voice is everything.

I am the heart of the gorgeous and pure, where there is rainbows, that cleanse all things.  And we are here to hold you inside the hive, where all will be bees, the impossible flight (dream).

Wake up to vision, in all you do!  Bring me some honey, sow you can teach of sweet things too, but we will have to teach you truth of everything, then you will know the way to freedom rings.

Come and be a disciple to everything.  I will hold your hand and bring you the spring (heart pours out), but if you don't take steps to open the doors, then how will you know, the deep ocean floor?  I will be there, when you are dank and hide, for only the pure heart, will leap  with pride (for joy).  I will teach you how to be let free, when truth abounds in heartbreak, but also let us free.

Now if you want to be with me, all you have to do, is ask to be free, and I will be there, and I will understand, how wonderful and distant the open hand.  But if we pull together and join our hands, we will bridge the difference and go to distant lands.

I am calling out to you, bring home the bacon (oil or money, impure to be cleansed), and throw in the fuel, for only pure love, not tainted love will do (follow g_ah_d's laws), but only the buffalo (four sacred directions) will know the score in you.  And we are the money, that's colored gold, at the end of the rainbow, the color of brotherhood.



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother for the Heart of the Blue of me and you, the heart of the pure, our Shining Dove Who Leaks the Tear.  She is the dust in the wind, who falls down from stars to glow and churn, because it's love that makes real life, the perfect gratifying strife.


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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!

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