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, November 18, 2010

A Trail That Grows the Red River Knows, Ah Twinkle of Delight, a Stone's Throw

Today I sing for you, my heart is part of the blue, the magic circle of love's embrace, my heart is longing to be undone (unraveled under the sun, but my job is to unify the many splendid colors of God and gift birth to the souls of my rainbow children). But as we glisten inside the shores, we do look and we do adore, the heart of miracles we lift inside, is where our souls always preside. I'm your (cosmic) Mother (soul within, the rainbow person) deep in my heart, but I must be a Man (flesh without, dreams fulfilled, hero), to do my part, for the mission to bring children home realizes that we must bow to our thrones (great great grandmother-garden, crystal-peace, lavender-protection, red-law of love, those with crowns.  we are all related therefore blue -royal true- or relatives/leaves on the tree of life, meaning at some point in time, we all get to do the crown's job, belonging to the people, as we all rotate our positions as we learn to evolve, this happens over many many many many lifetimes).  

And God is abundant in all we do (tears, sniffles) and we do hear all the moods, still inside, my heart does feel a new life coming out of me.  See the Red Road (river of tears) come out of me, to feel the heart of all the leaves. We blow in the wind from the singularity, the heart of knowing where to roam. 


(river of tears, wiping my tears away)  NOW, it's time to play.  Tears go away, feel all I say, it's time to go home.  Rivers of pain, don't feel no gain, but we must bee a breeze that goes up the hill (tears flow over rolling hills, cheeks do shed).  And I am there upon that hill, raging red (law of love) upon the window sill (point of view, out a window's view).  And my heart knows, it's a river of gold (quivering lips, waves of light, like waves of sound, a song is known).  My heart speaks to all the children who need. 


Come and feel the song upon our hearts.  Know it's where we steam (water and fire) and let it out.  And it's time for us to glow, to bring stones from lower below, to rise above, to mountain tops and blow their horns.  Let us show the world. It's time to go down valleys still (peace is known, when we drone, work together as a hive).  It's heaven's home, down where the sin did roam, but now we reside, the holy pride (clan), who will subside, only to law of love.  Only for those who know the law.  Only for those who can sea, into a heart.  


Valleys grow and fill with clouds.  And they rumble all the while. And what do we do, but feel the world and it's view (tears in my heart and river of tears).  It's time for us to gain.  To bring this misery and shame and deliver it to God and say, "I forgive all the clouds.  Let me light my fire today. Let me teach my brothers to pray.  Show me which way to go! (tears) Oh my tears do know".  How will I ever know your hands?  If I don't live and reprimand, when you are lost and alone.  I will shout to find you at home.  Don't you see, children live in me.  Don't you see, the rainbow tree?  I want you to know, we are beholden to one glow.  


We belong to God you sea, all your heart and even disease. We are one place, a living hallow disgrace. But if we decide to change our minds. We could purify all that's unkind. We could save this world, because it's heaven's will. And it's time for us to realize, who and what we are, we don't need despise, instead let's live on love.  It's the law of heaven above.  Let us sing the song of you.  Let us bring in a brand new view. With all this kicking I feel, I know it's got to be real. 


And when you birth your soul to live, to join the physical world of dreams, then we shall be unified.  We shall live with pride. We shall know true love, because we purified.  Bless your children every day.  Bless the computer that you do play. Bless the people in the streets, in our televisione at home, bless them straight, always wanting hate you know, because thrill always comes in a show. Now it's time for us to realize, how we change this from living knives. Let us Peirce the heart of those we love. Let us grieve to bring them home. And bow will we,  just the like the rainbow tree.  


Come my children, each and every one, bring in happiness under the sun. And we shall feel alive. We shall know each other without knives. We shall live in brotherhood, like children in a hood (sky's embrace of oneness, journey of the light or rainbow colors, numinous and luminous).  


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person. Sacred Song Blessings for Celso Walking Rainbow our Twinkle of Delight, Rainbow person, Cosmic Parent. Throw your rock (blessings from your heart) into the Red River today, follow the law of love, the Red Road Grows!



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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!

Friday, November 5, 2010

Tumbling Sound Profound Shares, "In the Valleys, Over Rolling Hills, our Souls are Looking for Greatness Within"


Where is time going, into the Sun. I think God is glowing under the Run (race of men).  Over the rolling hills, back home again.  My soul is always in the wind. Reach for heaven inside your sacred heart. It's time for us to glisten and not be apart (not be separated). There is hemingway (shape changer, from to the sacred form the blessing, six pointed star) that reaches into you. I have to make this a sacred clue.


Where is the light flowing?  I know it's a world that is glowing!  Have faith in what you do, be true to your heart and glue, your soul to the righteous act of a great man. Let us walk and heal and understand. 
Heaven come home to my sacred heart.  Wake me up to do, "My heavenly part".  I want to be true, just inside the heart of me and you.  Come my treasure, find your clues (look into your heart). 



I can say, that the mountain rays, go down in the valleys where all do grow.  Green grass fields, we share are real.  Come join in the paradise of God.  Walk into the sacred halls. I'm going to where you run in the fields. I'm going to be there with you.  Hold on to your enemy (these arms are made for hugging), make them true, bring them home relatives with a new view.


Can you come toward me?  Can you feel the breeze?  Do you know your heart? I will hold your sacred part.  And when you need to dance, I will hold your hands for this chance. I will lead you to and fro (tides of the great stream) where God's mighty grow.


I want to know your heart.  Can you feel the sacred part?  Over rolling hills (rainbow colors our souls do flow, over the hills and into the glow) we go, to know the heart of Gold. And it's blue inside you fear, but if you reign upon with tears, then you will know, the sacred glow, the heart that holds you near your soul.  Come walk with me ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  Come feel the breeze ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  Come hold my hand ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  We will understand ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ 


"Where did it go",  you keep asking me? But I say, you never went anywhere. Look inside your heart and compare, you are Greatness, without any compare. You are perfect godly and rare.  Just listen to you hair (antenna to god, strands of light, linked to the cosmic rainbow, woven together).


Holiness David Running Eagle drums and White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the Heart of Waking Rainbow, our Tumbling Sound Profound.



Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

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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