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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Thursday, March 4, 2010

Stars Glisten in the Sun!

Stars glisten to the sun, in my heart, and I spin all around, to sing the songs of heavenly bound, within the rolling hills of man's run.  It's earth within me, where the buffalo run, do I know where I am going, to bee with the wakan tankan (walking talking, to bee the stars of heaven's song), the place I understand.  Hold on my relatives, we go swimming in our tears of seas, and we sail into the a world of heavenly bounding without fears.  Rush into my arms, and I will be waiting for your return.  Come hold my hand, and know that I have come, to bee with all your dreams.  I have come home to my relatives, who dream, who bring us home, into a world, where all will understand.  It's a place where paradise will hold you, inside my understanding arms.

The Mother will know you, come sit with me with tears.  And Father will come to your rushing sides.  The wind upon the back, where pushing is a matter of fact, as we fight, to live in purity.  Sow pick up your pipe, and know of love again, for all our children they understand.  And give a cup of cheer to all that is known as fear, and let your hate be rushed away.  Because now it's time to know of love again.  Now it's time to run away.  Let's fly into the sun, let glory be our guns.  And we shall be family again. Come my children come on home to me, where we will sing the songs of tears.  The place we remember when, no shame will be here then, and we will understand true joy.  For abundance is everywhere, and hearts, they will be filled, with all our joys, to fill the seas with tears of joy.  I say, my glory runs, right into the rising sun, where you will be dreaming for you and I.  I know you are the song, that I have been waiting to get along.  And you are my joyous part of life.

The world, full of plight, will know when I arrive, because we purify their fights.  We will know of loving arms again.  We will know when to part (with love in our hearts).  We will bee the song of powerfulness, the star, that seeks the right to fly (freedom is known).  I know you are inside, the wind that blows in pride. And there Grandmother will hold our hearts.  We shine like the bear (star in heaven), and roam like the buffalo heart (thunder roars, in birth of the four directions), and Grandfather will hold our hands.  I say, don't let the misunderstandings go away (teachings), until you forgive them who do wrong.  But instead have a drum, that teaches them to run (sacred beating of united hearts), to forgive all that was done wrong (joining in songs together).  Let purification find a way, to live a brand new day, the ways of hope and songs of love, find roads that cross inside, the blue and red with pride, and we shall always find our waves.

For suns does find a wind to blow, when smoke finds clouds to blow away (freedom is eternal life).  And my heart will find you, when you seek what is truth, the loving aims of our lives.  Remember to bless it all, even friends and foes who fall, to return the shadows home again.  The lower, the higher ones, who call upon our friends, don't know of relatives with hearts, but you could teach them how.  You could be the fall (knowing prayer and humility, the rainbow halls).  The one who says, I'll show you the way.  Put fire in the light, purify all your plight, and we shall go for a new paradise.  Live happy every day, when you forgive all who did play, without the world, who did not know the way.  And we shall show the world, that we are heroes for sure, because we know of blessings that save the way.  It's a brand new day.  It's a brand new way, where Tao (walking towards home) is what is right.  The soul and the flesh, is riding to the nest, the place we call heaven on earth.  Now come and sit with me, by the fire that sets us free, to fill the days with joy again.  We'll dance and sing a tune, to be the song of hues (rainbow colors) and we shall fight for what is right, the law of love has come, to bring it home to the dawn, it's evolution calling, "We're going home".


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Twindeermother WhitebuffalocalfwomanBlessings to the winds, my heart sings for you. Light your fire, say the flight, of nine directions "bless you", now we're done, it's been a day, getting done all we need do, but now that the blessings are in the wind, my dreams can all come true! 
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to 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!

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