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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Sunday, October 17, 2010

Song of Heaven Shares the Promise Land, We are a Rainbow Clan


Walk with me in the promise land. Tell my soul, I have a band. Where we walk my home will be there, because we are a family affair. 
Thine is glory under the sun. I will grow green grass on home. 
Clear fields and a blue sky, I will be here, a light, the straw of heaven's delight.




When I share my heart and my home, I know God is living in a groomed home.  Halls of justice, blow inside the winds, now it's time to begin. 
Where God shows mercury to our sins. But the days are lingering by, and so many they don't know why. 
What can I do, to show the blue (relatives true), how my heart leans towards love. I want to serve more than doves.


Its God's world. It's where I feel. 
It's a path that sends me home. 
It's a place, where I do grow. 
Fie
lds of dreams come towards me. 
Hold me closer to divinity. 
And my heart beat will always know,

 that I am God's creation that blows, 
in the heavenly rows, where the corn does grow (a state of higher consciousness). 
My heart is filled with divine love, wisdom that comes from a smile.


And the shepards, come take care of your flocks. Hold them favorably, when we don't lean on our doves.  
My soul will listen to those who do sing, help me gather again. 
I want to share my life with everyone. I want to be a part of this sacred sun. I live to show my glory everyday, it's time for all of us to pray. It's time for God to show us the way.


Listen to spell binding wishes that keep, our souls together, always a step that we reach. I know you need my love this day. 
Wait, I'll be there some way. 
Sisters hold me, lift your voice high. Brothers take care of your wives. And when we are listening to the true devoted love, then we can come on home and learn from the dust. 
Earth hold me close.  Heaven lean on me the most. 
I will stand up to your call this very day. I will teach you how to pray.



White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person and Southern Season, your Song of Heaven Drums, elder green person. Sacred Song Blessings from the heart of Song of Heaven.


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She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)


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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