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!"

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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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Sunday, February 21, 2010

Blossoming Petals Teaches "I Am" and Holiness David Teaches "We Are"

A Song for your soul Blossoming Petals. Holiness David beats the sacred drum for you.

There comes a time when all is lost, but we don't sink away.  We learn to dance and sing again, to find a brand new day.  The coming of the host has come, when Great Spirits find their way, into our hearts we sing the song, the lullabies who sweep (cleanse) us away.

The dawning of the purification is coming into my heart.  I long to bee the heart set free, to show the world how I feel.  And I know the time is coming.  I know the sweeping of the winds, will release our souls for eternal, to find the soil that grows.

Come join my hand, and we'll make a stand, to find a world that needs love.  We offer them a place to swim, the soul in the sea of love.  Can you feel the breaking waves so real.  Can you sea, the shore of all this disease?  But we know LOVE will defeat the ache of those who need love to feel.  I know there is a calling, out to me.  I feel the sky rumbling free.  And the lightning comes, to unite our hearts, to say, we can't bee separated to be free.  WE long to be "me".

"I am", the song.  "I am", the magic of a heart. "I am", the breaking waves of eternity, the sky that sets us all free.  Come and sea the smoke arise, the pipe does speak of the soul and the flesh unite.  I know it's time to feel our rights, as soon as we find our hearts.  The soul with magic sparks.

There my children I do believe.  There is harmony within this disease. Come take my hand and feel the stand, where all does make a loving hand.  Reach into heaven and pull down a star, and realize, that's who you are.  I am here to lead you inside of yourself, just know my love will hold you tight.  I will be the thunder and it's might.



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle.  The song and the drum did conflict.  This I only heard once before, from the One who meets the Bear.  He speaks of the story of love. Inside two inharmonious beats, we must stand to unite broken hearts.  And it's the yellow overlay, who says, "I will accept this challenge" as Yellow Chief says.  Remember, we fight for love, and it's hard work within all the conflict of today.  Holiness David continues to beat for her heart.  And he needs to sing to her, to alleviate her pain. Here the beat Harmonizes with her heart, and all is a perfect harmonious parts.


There my child, I have come to you.  I know you are in pain with a view.  You need me, I've come to save and rescue you.  My heart does have a view.  There you sea, it's only the breeze.  There you sea, my heart finds your needs.  There I am, to make a stand, to fight with you, in the heart of this land.  WE are going home, to paradise we do roam (over rolling hills).

My children, come to sea (crying) the tears that are shed for me (beloved) the sky that let's the tears cleanse our hearts.  Let is start.  It's time to be set free.  It's time to be rescued like me.  When a woman (White Buffalo Calf Woman, my wife) came to my heart and set me free, and now it's me (my soul).

The days, I long to run, free over the rolling hills with the sun.  And I am here to hold my children's hands, that's where I stand.  Inside the bustling breeze, where thunderstorms know me.  I stand with the clouds, to say, I am here, to feel and bare (bear, the star, four directions).  The days seem so long, but the night, they get along, to show me, there is so much to do. You know it's true.

I have to show you the way, because it's time to say hooray.  WE are going home this day, to fill our hearts, the magic parts.  We are the shining sea, the hearts that long to bee free, and we fight to keep us upon the rolling hills, the place that fills.  I know it's so hard each day (tears).  I know you have much to forgive to play.  I know your pain is real, that's what I feel, but I am here.

We are going home to say, that God is part of our days, the sacred calling that leads us home really soon, we need you too.  And when it's time inside (tears thunder storm) the storm, just reach into your heart and roam, inside heaven, where I will be standing there.  It's the place we need to feel.  It's the place we need it's real.  It's the tears, that set us free to know the breeze, we shall be free.

Come let us dance.  Come let us show the way.  Come let us grow like flowers in a field.  My blossoming petals they do grow, like smiles inside a sacred rainbow.  And I know you will lead the way, to say, "I'm going home" today.  Let's bee the heart without disease.  Let's be the heart, that says, it's me.  Let's be the soul, that gives us lift, into the sky, where all does drift.  We are the children of the Great Sky.  We are the winds of lullabies.  We are the whimpers of a child.  WE are the feelings that makes us go high.

My child, love all the world that comes, even Heaven inside your thundering husband.  He needs you to feel his way to the sun.  He needs you to be the strength of the sun.  And when it's all done and said, two broken hearts, that bled, will know the sun that shines again, when clouds cleanse the heart of the rest.  Reflect is a treasure,  the soul that has measure.  And that's our heaven, our souls within, the eternal knowing blowing wind.  Welcome home,  I have come to welcome you home.  And it's time we take our place, among the stars of heaven's sake.  The clouds always show us the way, to blossom and for prayers to lead the day, it's your glory, that will show the truth, that God is here, inside this noose.  But we will live.  We will dance and be eternal in the wind.  We shall be the song that sings, and God will bring in the spring.

(no drum, peace) Come let's dance.  Come let's feel and prance.  come and be a child.  and all will be worth while!


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle. 
 
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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 It's time to come home where we sing and dance, where the heart does smile. Give me a hand and we will make a stand. Into the new dawning, where the rolling hills, will blend our heart, to be paradise again. We are part of the sacred Rainbow, the Clan that does know the way! Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, we make a new land *•♫♪♪♫•* come join my hands!

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