White Buffalo Calf Woman Returns to Bring Life, the Sacred Blessings Tonight!

For Robert "Please say a special prayer for Robert (the star brings us near, the "bright flame" that glows, Grandfather Light). He awaits your return."

Beloved Sun, when does the bow bend, to know the gift of love has returned.  We seek the heart, that longs to greet, the Rainbow and devoted suns.  Daughters gift the law of love, the stand for what is right.  Do you not see, what blows in the breeze, the heart of everyone.

Come and love the sounds of birds, the singing of delight.  The green grass tells everyone, that the bounty is coming soon.  But if we seek without in the world, we miss what's just right inside, the heart, that knows and always glow, to bring us home again.

There is much to bring us down, but if we allow this plight to make our rooms, we miss the halls of tears that shout, a dream is on the other side, a place for us to hide, inside the halls of great. We are the image of so much to speak, yet, we can't find our way, because we think, that it's out there, but wisdom speaks from in hear.

My love, you are walking divine, when you trust what is blind (vision of your heart instead), and we can find the halls of great, when we trust in faith.  God speaks to the little children out there, does not your heart know the song?  For Great Spirits, they call us their children, the hope for everyone.  And heaven is the Song of Angels, where they collide, with lights that glow, and we can offer heaven, the sanctuary down below.

What we need is love this day, the truth, not, what we do not say, but what we do is what we say, to show the perfect way.  The unity of the soul and flesh, the red road and the blue (road), they tell us we are the rising sun, the path of no return.  And why would we want to go back when the circle of life continues on?  We are here as children, to be the rising sun.

Dance in your dreams and open your heart to all that is plight, know your tears feed the bounty of fears, that need an embrace tonight.  We are the ones we have been waiting for (tears), and now we must realize, to claim the hearts within the dark, the blessings, that purify.

Now my child, remember for awhile, the song, that gifts you love.  You are the majesty that longs to be heard, the river of tears, that smile.  It's a Rainbow, do you not sea, the heart, that feels this majesty?  I say, my love, get down on the knees and pray, to know, that's what we teach our children today, that we are but a moment in time, and we need treasure even the blind, for it's the song, that feeds all the nines (nine sacred directions), the halls of the divine. 

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Christal person, wakan iyes(h)ka or holy interpreter and Sacred Drumbeat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, Elder Lavender person, holy fire who binds us together, sacred deliverance!

Nine Sacred Directions:
Up1 and down2 and all around3, north4 south5 east6 and west7, bring us to the very best.  the heart beat8 (flowing) and the breath9 (flight), show us the rolling hills, the nest.  offer the sacred fire of smoke, to bring the heart, the light of hope.

For Glen (a narrow valley between hills, where the rivers flow, where the heart does feel and know, Grandmother Dark) "Many thanks, the sacred song blessings do dance"

Which way does the wind blow, I say, my heart speaks to know, but so many they don't flow, because they look away.  I know they need wisdom, but they must seek to find, and how do I reach them if they walk so blind.

There is so much waiting, for me and you come soon.  I know my heart is full of hope, the dreams, that drive us home.  The wailing of our Mothers, the Sisters who wait for love, and My love is waiting, to bring home the cooking dove (purified child).  I say, my love is waiting, to show us the wails of delight, because I am calling to the halls, those in plight.

I want to be a hero.  I want to be the Chief.  But so many they don't listen, to the old man, who sits like a crow (the grandmother space, many doors to destiny, where the spider does weave, the sacred blanket of life).  And it's here inside my heartbeat.  It's here, that I want to know, which way does the sun turn, when my heart does ember and glow? 

They seek magic every moment, but they don't realize, that they alone are the magic, that part that does collide (heavenly soul and earthly flesh).  I want my hands to bow with them, to hold them when they are weak, but they run away from my love, when do the Angels sing? 

Can't God know I'm waiting? (Great Spirits willing) Don't they see, that I am here? (tell me a tale) I want to be the heart of leaves (relative on the tree of life), to show them relief.  I sing to heaven above me, the sky that holds my tears.  I sing to the bellows below me, the shadows who bless so pure.  And I united the heavens with earth, to bring them home to me, the song of Angels blow within, I can feel it's whole girth.

Wake up, my children, look out from within.  Look out for heaven is coming.  And you will see, the size of a pea, that will bolt the stars into your life.  Hang on to your salvation.  Hold me close, I know you won't fear, because it's the song of Brotherhood, that will save us all here.

So much plight.  So much to drive away from fright, yet I know, that all that glows, is wisdom coming home.  Trust our tears, and never fear, but ask, and seek what is right, then all will be the rushing river, that gifts the halls of justice tonight (heaven knows, who does glow, the light from within, does show from without in their deeds).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and devoted servant, who sends sacred blessings tonight!

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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!

Ingela Teaches Us, Where the Flowers Grow, the Tears of our Heart!

Where do the flowers grow if not in my heart?  Where does the sunshine bloom, if we don't really start?  And when do we walk into the many open waves?  I say, we are on our way, to be the glory of today. 

I know that God is here, almost every day, but them sometimes we forget and seem to walk away.  And my heart grows fonder if we don't look away, but look at the heavenly site, the suffering of today.  We need bless and embrace ourselves to find our living days.  And we need to bless the dust, sow we can blossom (the rising sun within you, when the soul greets the flesh, the united path) and have new grass (home on the range, where the buffalo roam, here the new home is alive, the sacred four directions of brotherhood).

But where do the flowers grow, if we don't tear for you?  Where do the flowers go, if we don't look out for the dew.  I know we need your love, for relatives we are true.  If only we could find the hearts, the ones we are looking soon.

Come and know the will of God.  Dance in shadows, find the heart.  And we will know the fire's light, that blossoms into Rainbow delight.  Send the tears of tomorrow soon, and we will see the dew.  The rainbow will show it's self, and the pot of gold will too.  And I will be there praying for our relatives everywhere, to grow into heavenly beings, the true and proud and blue (relatives of me and you, leaves on the tree of life). 

There we need lots of love, to survive the days.  There we need hope and staves (staff of life, truth, steps to evolution), to get us through the waves.  The shifting lives we lead us through, will gift us the heavenly path, just bless myself and bless the world, to know it's on the way.  Brotherhood will last.  Sisterhood will be a blast.  And children everywhere, will know, that we are going to pla...............ay!

Come and be one again, and live the sacred day.  Come and love each other deers (journey of life), to know the path of suns (a new born soul, begins to run, to learn of rolling hills).  And we can suffer for the ones, who led us this far this day, because we love those who came before and showed us the way.  And we will leave our tears behind, to show the children who will last, because it's the red road, the law of love, that shows the tried and true.  Now go up to the alter, and give, and receive a blessing from you.


Sacred Song blessing for the heart of Ingela. 
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother

Anatomy of a flower

Angiosperms or flowering plants produce flowers solely for the reproduction of the plant. Like animals there are female and male reproductive organs.

Flowers are extremely diverse in size, shape, color, and many other factors. This means they are excellent for identifying plants and their relationship to other plants, especially as the flower does not change according to environmental conditions, unlike say shape of plant, leaves and stems.

The Female Reproductive Organs:
Includes an ovary (where ovules (contain an embryo sac with egg/s) develop into the seeds are produced after fertilization), a style (a tube which supports the stigma on top of the ovary down which the pollen travels), and a stigma (a sticky bulb in the center of the flower which receives the pollen during fertilization).

The Male Reproductive Organs:
The Stamen consists of an anther (sacs which contain pollen (which make sperm cells) that fertilize the ovules) and a filament (a long stalk which supports the anther). The filament lifts the anther up so that pollinators can gather the pollen, as well as a vascular supply to the rest of the plant.

Petals:
The petals attract pollinators with their shape and bright colours for many species. Also some flowers are fragrant to attract pollinators, while still others give off an unpleasant smell to attract different pollinators (eg blow flies). Also nectar is produced to reward and encourage the pollinator. Color patterns on the flowers , especially seen through the eyes of the pollinator, might include nectar guides to point the way, or a "bulls eye" target among the petals might get the flying pollinator to notice the flower and home in on it, or like a series of runway lights to guide in the pollinator.
 

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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!

Holiness Nita Bright Star Sings to Us Again, to Speak of Love, the Key to Removing Sin!

Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman),
I would like to ask for your kind help again to read my interpretation.
And if possible, I would like to hear the Song for me too. I was born in 6th April 1980 in a Metal Monkey Year.

Thank you very much!
Bless you all,
Holiness Nita Bright Star

Beloved Holiness Bright Star (crown),

Lavender (crown, not all lavenders wear the crown, Holiness Nita does belong to the people and wear their crown for them), crystal and peach (orange) and grandmother space (gray). You are still on the list of rainbow colors interpretation #61 (My list and the hard drive was not available to me, for many months, and just now received it back for conclusion of interpretations.  Many are waiting and I do apologize).

Nita means Gift from God, the wandering of the guided or led (to her).  And thus God tells us, that she is our heart, when we trust and look at her, to open and start (the great migration).  She's crafty and legion, to arms we do shout.  She brings to us armies, who will mount the royal heart.  And when she is looking at what we are against, she looks for the answers, where it's heaven sent.  Trust her heart, because she knows the way.  Look her name up in the sky above (the star that shines in the heavens), and then you will know, the star, that leads the way, the gift from God, tells us to pray...


She is the dove's oven, she burns them alive.  Tell her she has come home to us.  We have been waiting.  She is the dove of our dreams,  her fire purifies our souls, can you not hear her sing to us.  Can you not see her beauty bright.  She is the flowing of perfection.  We will go to her at the time of the reckoning and she will be safe.  You may call her the Bright Star. 

Being born April 6, 1980, the Metal Monkey tells us much more, that supports your sacred four directions, the lights that you bear.  However, there are many that show us this path, but I will add a few words to show how you last and last.  The Aries is always full of the spring, where water blossoms, to know it's a birth again. And the Metal is the magnetic burst, the flowing and knowing of the energy girth (the flowing and knowing). The Monkey is crafty, to bring the perfect age, he always know how to do everything always.  And this makes others jealous, because he (luminosity) can play, any game, and always win, and this makes others walk away.  You are so much like the Monkey King, he brings the stories, and yet triumphs the mass, because his heart is always pure, not gray (Black and white, with too many choices, like Grandmother Space.  For there is only one true choice, love is the key!), because he loves the people, and shows them the way!

We are always changing, and thus, you get new songs inside your heart every day, so today, we offer you, your heart, the palace you play.  Remember any day, you need a pick me up, it's so easy to gift the song of love, that it comes like a song, that I hear in the wind, and I don't have to think, but only listen and sing - type along.  Sow any time, and help others to remember, it's in the air we breath, and help them realize, that "they needs" songs to hear, because it's a perfection of their souls they do ring.  And I am so happy, to offer this song to them to help them remember who they are. But today, we hear...

Sacred Song Blessings for Holiness Nita Bright Star

Inside my heart, I come to you today.  I long to have a perfect start in all I say and do, but you aren't here with me, you always seem to turn away.  Why don't you look at me, I'm your perfect way?  There is so much to do, I have so much to say.  My people they need me, but they don't learn and pray.  They look out and wonder, which way do I turn.  But they don't realize, that I am right here today. 

It's a time of wandering, inside where it is dark.  It is a time of placing faith in the darkening heart, because it's heaven, that needs a song to hear.  We've got to purify, for our relatives so near.  But we often don't realize, that we need them so.  We often don't look at the ones, who do glow, because we fear what we don't understand.  Allow their hearts to open up and be grand.

My love is beckoning, come home to my hands.  Come take refuge in my love and all will be okay.  And when you don't understand, and you look away, my child, won't you allow me to purify the sin.  I am here to help you.  I am here to understand.  I am here to hold you, when you are full of sin.  And my love will purify you, even when you don't dance, because it's unity, that lasts and lasts.

There is one fellow, he rises up to me.  There my heart clings to this final liberty.  And I call it brotherhood, the light that sets us free.  Come and be with me, and dance in the breeze.  How about you come and dance, and we can fill the air (rainbow colors of the clan).  With song and majesty, with all that is so bare (empty hearts).  We can pick the cotton off the plants, who need to give, and we can sew a blanket, for all to be warm, a better place to live (embrace of loving arms of Oneness family).  Together forever, is where we are going too.  We are the place of growing with a view.  And my heart knows, you just need a hand or two, for an embrace of love is inside of you.

Come my sisters, let us rejoice in law.  That heaven brings, to show the world of doves.  And we are going to show how to sing and dance, with a pure heart, like heavens meant to last.  It's the law of love, that saves all the days.  It's the law of love, that saves all our ways.  It's the law of love, that we fight for this day.  Come my sisters, let's fight for that embrace.

And when we are down, look for those who seem to know the way.  The Rainbow Clan, who choose to pray this day.  They will offer you blessings in all you do, just walk towards them, and feel the love within you.  Forever and ever is a very long time, yet we need know, that we are part of fellow man (light is maleness, and darkness is femaleness).  And when we rock (crystalline river of perfection) and roll (waves of colors), we play a perfect tune, the song of salvation, that is coming home so soon. And joy will be known, for those who claim their faith in man, because we need so many to be the birth that has (man who survives, will be the birthing stock for the third phase of evolution).

Joy comes to those who pray and bless.  Joy finds the perfect nest and gifts salvation's way.  And joy know no boundaries, to folly and play, because we are here to learn a new way.  We are here to be the perfect loving day.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
your devoted servant,
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
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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!

Shining Dove Shows us the Kindgom of God (g_ah_d), the Sacred Geometry Within You!

What makes me go round?  I say I have (to) found, the Kingdom of God in here in my heart, (so fond).  What does the world say to all of their sins?  I have to play along because they don't win.  And my joy is left alone wondering how they are.  My love is sacred, why don't they call?

Which way is up now which way is down?  I am all but turned sacred all around.  And my heart is a clover with four petals true.  My heart knows God is there inside of you.  Come my child wake up.  Learn to follow love.  Look inside to the embrace where the river flows.  And I know for always my heart will glow. 

I know forever my heart will flow.  There is a sunshine waiting for me.  There is wisdom if only I could breath.  And my heart is longing to feel the breeze.  Wake up and feel the tears flowing from me.

Come my child, hold my hand a while.  Come and sit and have a cup with me.  There we will gossip and having a laughing time, and will know our brothers are having a good time.  And all the Sisters they will laugh with me.  They will know me and drink that cup of tea.

Hold my sunshine, bring him home to me.  Hold his hand and we will see the spring.  My heart flows to where the river goes, there my sunlight will go and flow to the ever.................know.  Come and dance with me.  Have a good time.  Sit a while and hold my hand.  I am your relative and I love, sow, plant the seeds of wisdom and watch them grow.

And now it's midnight and the candle it's getting dim.  My heart says I must dream again.  Wake up tomorrow and I will be with you.  Hold me tears and I will flow with you.  I love you, you know I do.  Dance like a sun and have a wonderful view, because I love you.  Because I love you!  Because I love you, always true, forever the blue, I love you.....................

the sacred time
the sacred you,
I love you!

Sacred Song Blessings for Shining Dove Who Sheds a Tear, our Heart of a Lamb,
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand.

We all knew at the same time, the song was over.  Holiness David didn't open his eyes till that moment, I waved my hands to stop the sacred beat and Shining Dove said, "I love you too!"

Holiness David brings this to us.  "Synchronicity is coincidences arranged by God" said by Carl Jung.   Shining Dove says, that "Teaching Self Realization, is a tiny gate, one at a time".  

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!

You can join us if you wish to receive songs of the heart, by going to our 4thhoop (outside for all).
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The will of G_ah_d is beyond the calling. Into a new land and over the Horizon where beauty stands. Paradise is waiting when we follow the Rainbow, down in the valley to Brotherhood. Can you hear Heaven calling Golden Rolling Hills (waves of time)? Do you sea (vision of the heart) flowers everywhere it fills? Come hold my hand and we'll "Pray Together". Join me and we will slide into our Souls. Here we offer blessings to bring home the shadows, a place where they can be pure! Perfection of Heaven is waiting for you. Pouring and Reigning, a plan that is good. Running Free in the House of the Beloved (perfect image of "I am"), cradled in the hands of eternity. Welcome home into the land of the Rainbow, the place our hearts are paved with Gold.
Inspired by Shining Dove Who Leaks a Tear, your Heart of a Lamb and sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother.

Lisa Asks to Receive Blessings For Her Family!

Sun, Jan 24, 2010 for Prayer Requests
To TwinDeerMother@whitebuffalocalfwoman.org

Lisa wrote,

I would like to ask for prayers and blessings for my Mother Laura who is trying her hardest to provide for her children all that she can and to increase the abundance, prosperity, resources and money flowing into her being so she has stability and security for her life as well as for her children and is able to pay all of her bills and buying food, etc.

I also request prayers for guiding me in the direction of my career path and being able to help clean up the waters, environment, conserve nature and help the wild animals out peacefully and with support.

I ask that I be prayed for with regards to living my life with truth and authenticity while letting go of fear.

Thank you for your nourishing prayer blessings for us. 
Kindly,
Lisa

Beloved Lisa, 
This is for your Mother Laura.

I bless the world above, the world below in love. And when we sing our songs, we pray we get along.  And when the children do ask, and I don't have a mask.  I tell them soon, as fast as I can, when I will have the room.  My heart always seeks a better way, but I don't always know what to say.  And when my life is filled with love, I pray, that God will fill me up. 

And when we are down, inside the dumps (valleys where the green grass grows), I pray, my soul, my heart does find, the hand that reaches down to me, to pick me up and deliver liberty (dreams come alive).  I want my children, to know true love.  I want my heart to be like a dove, but when the food pantry, doesn't fill the bellies of my children who fell (down on my knees again, to pray).  I want to be able to give them more.  I want to offer them more, than love.  I want them to know plenty of goodness out there, (tears), I bless the days, to come home soon. 

There seems to be a wind out there.  I want to be part of all those stares, but they don't seem to look at me, when I need comfort and to believe.  God tell me, what do I do today?  God tell me (tears), what can I say?  I want to be a good Mother who provides, like the soul, my heart, that seems to collide (heaven and earth).

There is so much wandering, my heart can bleed (suffering for our children, the law of love, we do survive).  There is so much longing, I can conceive.  And if only others could believe, that God is coming home to rescue me.  I pray with faith, I pray with love. I pray with God, to be like a Dove (to know my dreams), and each day, I put a smile on my face, when I look at my children, who gift me grace. When I look at my children, who help me pave the way...

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, for the heart of Laura.

This is for yourself, Lisa.

Everyday, I see so many clowns, they don't seem to look around, always foolishly looking out their doors, to see if they could escape with more (greed).  Now, I have to come and show them the way, because they don't look around and turn (the key to the heart) and say, that glory could be part of your day, when you pray, when you say, that God is on the way!

There seems to be a righteousness in the air, but also it seems that they don't care.  Now which way is it, down (earth's light) or up (heavenly dark), or is it the sacred all around (evolution's calling).  I seek a heart, that fills me up.  I seek the ground, that shows my path (follow the red road, the law of love).  I seek, the love, that guides me true, to be a heart, that knows the God in you.

Now where do I go, when I am blue, I say, my tears will guide me too, the land of miracles, that is what I need, because it's time for us to bleed (the path of suffering, for those we love, the law of love).  It's time for us to care.  It's time for us to dare (to speak our hearts, our songs shall be free).  It's time for us, to know the way, into a heart, that prays. 

We are going down a road, that's true.  We are going down, to be with you.  And I say, God hold me inside your arms, and guide me, to the place, to the sacred ground.  I whipper willow (flight of the seed, that grows, and knows), the song of love.  I sing my joy for those above and long to be the help my brothers need.  There is a time, I dream of coming soon, but there will be so much havoc to get through, and I hope and I pray, that I know my way, for I am not alone, when I pray (others shall join me along the way).

Thank you God, for those who come.  Thank you for the sacred truth you offer us. And I hope that I can be, true to your love, by being a good child, for those, who need a dove (peace, when love is near). I come to your hearth (warm fire comfort), I hold my hands, to be the good child, who understands, and I will bow to mountains, when they shake with  your love, to know you are warning them, to be good inside of them. 

It's a heart, that needs to part, the waves of separation we see.  And I plan to give my heart, to those, who are in disease (who have lost their way).  And when they ponder towards me, I bless the very wind, that flows from my heart, to the heart of those, who are blue (relatives who need me).  I send the blessings true.

Come home to me. Fly high in the breeze. Come home and fill me up, with God's love, it's a gust (a mighty wind, that blows away sin).  Come home to me.  Let me fly like a bird, where I'm free, where I dream, where my love longs to bee (impossible flight of a dream).  I come home, to you, the blue of me (heart of you and me).  I come home to the beloved sacred tree (tree of life).  And I will be the child, who longs to be so wild (using my voice, like angels who fly free, the pure hearts), where rolling hills, bring me sunshine, and green grass . . . a new home!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, for the heart of Lisa.

Thank you for asking for your prayers, we are grateful, for your asking, as you and your Mother Laura, have wonderful hearts.  We seek more and more people who know how to ask for blessings.  It blows in the wind, the perfection of your soul.  Thank you for sharing your wisdom with us! We leave you with this blessing!

We bless you when you are down (blue or sad relatives).  We bless you when you are sound (soul that sings).  We bless you when you are light (earthly flesh) and we bless you when you are dark (heavenly soul).  We bless you in the love, when hatred knows no bound, to keep you safe, with arms all around, we bless you to keep you sound (song of angels, a mind pure as gold). We bless you inside the clouds, when tears, come from the soul.  We bless you from the rolling hills, where the green grass, is so still (born to know your dream).  We bless you in your dreams.  We bless you in your sleeves (toil).  We bless you when the sky is gray, because we know that rain is on it's way, for Rainbow do shine, to allow us to be mine, the place, where my heart flows, the place, where I grow.  We bless you, through and through, to be the heart of a (k)new.  We bless you in all you do, because we love you!

your devoted servants,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand
elder lavender person, holiness, unification of broken hearts
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We are all colors of the sacred rainbow, and relatives in all the shores, we belong together, we bless you!

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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!

Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky, There is a Longing in the Wind, Great Spirits I Follow You!

Here I come to you, today, to make a hill upon us to pray, I say, Great Spirit I follow you, to bring you the good news.  Where have you been I have been waiting for you.  And I am full of tears to show you.  And my love, does know when to view, how often my heart breaks in two.

Where do I go, when all my relatives sin.  Where do I go, when they don't feel the wind.  How can I fall down upon my knees, when they are willing to see the breeze.  Come and hold me, Great Spirit I call, come and hold, me down in the fall.  I am waiting for you to see, the good news inside of me.

There is a longing in the wind, I can feel all the soldiers coming home again.  And I want you to be a part of me, Great Spirits come home to me.  and I want you to be, the story of the leaves. I want you to see, how great we can bee, and all our lives, we have been waiting to see, the glory of the stars, the shining seas.

Sung for Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky (Lakota Sister), our Two Foot Club, her heart sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother.

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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!

Sacred Heart Song for Ritch Our Dreamer Who Longs for the Sun

Everywhere I look around, there the sun has found only frowns, and what can I do, to bring them up, I want to gift them the life (assist them when they are down), "that sucks" (misery, and need to replenish their heart, the darkness within, where we need to drink from the Cup of God to replenish our souls, with the alightfromwithin). Come on children, walk with us, where the song, leads us down the hall, to journey in miracles, to journey in song, to where our Brothers (brotherhood) get along.

Come and see the rising sun.  Come and dance and be with the moon.  And I know you are going to be understood, when you journey inward, for all this is should.  There is a star, that is hidden deep.  There is a miracle, that knows no bound.  And I have the hand, that will lift you up.  I will be here, when you are down.

There is only sunshine ahead, if only you can open up your heart.  And I know goodness has a reigning hand, because my love, God is here to be a clown, to bring your rainbows, and put on a smile.  This is the way God lives out loud.  And we need brothers who can take their place, give your heart, for goodness sakes.

Come and see, the place to be, where the dreams lead us home to bee (impossible flight of the dream).  And I will be there walking with you, because my heart, it has a clue.  The wisdom, that lies inside of you.  Keep on trucking (to move over rolling hills in time, the dream dance ), keep on the show, because God is mighty and always knows, what lies in your heart, when you choose shame, for there is not time to waste in this gain. Come and dance instead with me.  Come and gift the heart that bleeds (suffers for others), and I will be there standing with you, my heart longs to have a perfect view.

My heart longs to have a perfect view (blessed crystalline stone river).

Don't live in shame this day, instead pick yourself up.  Don't have to be the empty cup. Come and fill yourself up with love.  Come and drink from the fountain of youth, the heart that knows, the heart that feels.  The heart, that longs, to bee with me.  And I will dream and unfold, to be the miracle, that shows and blows (the horn of the coming ages of angels). 

And I know God is waiting of me.  I know God is here to send us liberty.  And I know you can give in to love, just take my hand, and look me up.  For I will be waiting, to gift you love.  I will be here to offer you the sun.  And when you are down, I will pick you up, for my heart has longing, to be with you in the sun.  My heart has longing to be in the sun (the risen sun, is when the blue road of the soul, and the red road of the flesh join together to be the rising sun, to do what one says!).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, the Sacred Heart Song for Ritch our Dreamer Who Longs for the Sun!

The boy's name Ritch \r(i)-tch, rit-ch\ is a variant of Aldrich (Old English), and the meaning of Ritch is "old".  In Chinese society, teachers command a lot of respect, and must be addressed properly.  Lǎoshī is the Mandarin word for “teacher.” It has two characters: 老師 and the first character lǎo 老 is a prefix which means “old.” The second character shī 師 means “teacher,” so the literal translation of lǎoshī is “old teacher.”

When speaking of the word "old", we must understand that this brings wisdom, with age. Ritch is an Elder Soul, for he is the Yellow Person, where dreams are born, within the darkness, to be brought homewards, into a world, that starts in our dreams.  Exhibiting the wisdom of age and maturity, always comes from our Elder Souls, "ancient as the sun". [Old English eald; related to Old Saxon ald, Old High German, German alt, Latin altus high]

In the word "ald" which means old a Saxon term, the Old English was not static, from the Anglo-Saxon migrations that created England in the 5th century to some time after the Norman Conquest when the language underwent a dramatic transition. During this early period it assimilated some aspects of the languages with which it came in contact, such as the Celtic languages and the two dialects of Old Norse from the invading Vikings, who occupied and controlled large tracts of land in northern and eastern England, which came to be known as the Danelaw.

The Vikings spoke Old Norse, a language related to Old English in that both derived from the same ancestral Proto-Germanic language, as with the Celtic influence, altered by the transition away from the runic alphabet (also known as futhorc or fuþorc) to the Latin alphabet, which was also a significant factor in the developmental pressures brought to bear on the language. Old English words were spelt as they were pronounced. The "silent" letters in many Modern English words were pronounced in Old English: for example, the c in cniht, the Old English ancestor of the modern knight, was pronounced. (How funny Holiness David always pronounces the silent "k", as he has the Viking within, that roars, the Golden Lion.)

This also was influenced by the Wiccan Religion, where "levity" brings us fruition of our dreams (walking on, or being lifted into the air with no visible agent at work; "levitation" or "Spiritual Flight". It may be conscious or unconscious; it is magic) which was predominate during these periods over the rolling hills, where alchemy was part of the shift from the darkness (lead, heavenly numinous darkness) to the golden light (gold, earthly luminous lightness), where men are free (not chained by their own hatred, but recognizes greatness in all beings), to fly in our dreams (to bring into fruition, our daily lives). Ritch teaches us, that history and age, offer us wisdom, of where we come from, to where we are going, in the eternal circle of life. It is the "Elder"  or "ealder" (patriarch, chief, "eald" old), the rising sun, the world of the inner dream, is where the the ald "old" offers us wisdom of the ages.

 

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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!

Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky To Speak the Truth

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There I go, I see the world, take my hand and fill me up, I want to know, how do I flow, where do I go to fill up.  There my hand, will hold your hand, I will know it's you.  Just open up, my loving heart and you will see the view.

Come and listen to the birds, the song that comes from above, and I will lead you to and fro, the song of who does know.  Where I land, is over rolling hills, the sacred knowing truth.  There I go, to know your show, the land of the sacr4ed rainbow

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Dance with me come and be the leaves, come shine your light today.  I want you to know, the ever grow, of the trees who lead the way.  And inside my heart, I will go with you, to where you fear the most, the place of rainbows, that's where i live, to bring the heart of host.

Take my hand and understand, that I love you deers, the way of the migration will sing a song, if you remember me close, and we can stand upon the hills, where the lights do shine, and we can lead the song of love, if you remember to dance.

Dance with me, beat that drum find your living host, the mother who gave you life this day, the remembering living coast, great spirits follow me, to show me I have not lost my way, I know I 'm going home this day, because I come to roost. 

And when you are sleeping and when you wail, I will be there for you, come and dance inside your dreams, so I can hold you my deer.  Hold on tight, give up your plight, for God has come home this day.  And I will dream for you tonight, to show you the sacred way.

I will show you the sacred day.   I will show you how to pray.  I will lead you home at night, when you learn to pray.  come and hold your hands together now. come and hold your hands this day, come dance with me, in your dreams come hold the sacred day, come hold me close, come close to hold, to bee the dance of the breeze, and I will be there forever and a day.  Because you followed me.

Because you followed the dance of night, the place our spirits flow and we are going to distant shores, where the rainbow knows.  Where the rainbow shows.  where the rainbow glows.  where my heart does dance in plight, because you need me so, come and hold me, I will be here for you, come and tell me, what to do, and i will be there for you, when you need deer, because I love you.  Because I love you.........

Because I love you............................the sacred truth will bee (impossible flight) . . . because I love you.........my lord will set us free, and now it's time to come on home, come and dance with me, for Grandmother will lead for you, just you wait and sea.  just you wait and sea,  just you wait and believe...................
your sacred heart....

I love you too!
Sacred Drum beat

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand.  Sacred Heart Song is for Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky, our Lakota Sister, who comes home to speak truth, and guide the Spirit of the Lake People home.  

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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!