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
alightfromwithin.org prophecy of rainbow warriors
We are all colors of the sacred rainbow, and relatives in all the shores, we belong together, we bless you!

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