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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Monday, September 27, 2010

Frances Deep Aware, our Hailing Loom, Shouts Out to Bind our Hearts

Give me a home where the buffalo roam. I want to sea the hills. Grazing and foraging, rivers of gold.  Let my heart be still. Can you feel the soul inside of me? I want you to foresee, there is glory in all of the rolling hills. It's a place for me to be free.  Come closer, to my heart. Come closer to me.  Come closer to my heart, let's breathe. Come closer to my heart, let's be family. Come closer to my heart be free.

Beyond the hills, the forest is still. I see the edges of time. So many animals live in this kingdom of God, We are part of such great fulfill.  How can we find, the world in this plight, when everyone, wants to know joy?  All they must do, is take a sacred tool, the heart inside, and feel full/fool (medicine, to be humble). Miracles are magic in faith everyday. We believe we can do it with praise, but we need magic, to build castles in the sky, we need faith to fulfill.

Miracles are bounding, miracles are the ques, we do find magic in even our fools, how can we break from a heart that needs you, you must be rolling hills, with a sacred true. Look over the green grass and find this fool in you.  Be the healer. Be the sacred true. Be the one who is mighty, the one, who loves you.  Be the greatness, where buffalo do roam, there the green grass is home.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums for the heart of Aida Running Deer's Mama Frances Deep Aware, our Hailing Loom, a Magenta person. This Sacred Song Blessing is for you.

Frances Deep Aware, our Hailing Loom
Heavenly Name: Deep Aware "I Will Bee Your Ark" (passageway of heavenly glory)
Earthly Name: Hailing Loom "Shout Out and Bind our Hearts"
Nickname: "Shout Out", "Eternal Ark" (fire with electrical arc) and "Bind our Hearts"
The eternal ark, who shouts out, to bind our hearts! Love is understood, because it's the way it goes! She is deeply aware and hails to you. Shouts out, "My soul treasures you!" weaving us on the loom, eternal zoom (soul flight)!
Rainbow Colors: Magenta, Blue, Green, Gray

Can I tell you whispers? Can I tell you lies? Can I tell you stories? That give us alibis. Where do you think we are going, if not round and round in our heads (breath, the butterfly plates (sphenoid) in the nasal passageways offer flight, as with each breath, it moves like a butterfly in flight). Give your soul to worship, this is heaven sent. When the smoke does whisper, call it to your heart. Say my love, it's a reflection, I thought it was this way this life. But now, I know it's different, it's rainbow colors everywhere.  My soul is connected, I'm aware. The world is known as a hierarchy of when you go round and round.  There we find family, who left this sacred sound.  They did once have your job, but now have moved on. We are from the same sacred rejoice.  We are the winds of choice (love or not). Tell me family, what do you breath in your heart. I know, I'm a calling, to voice the sounds of the fog.  We are reflecting light everywhere. Tell them I'm coming, I"m called "Deep Aware".  There my sisters, brother come to call, I'm sailing in the spring time, tell me souls just be aware.

Follow the sound of the rushing river. You will be the knowing, the glowing within. Sacred vows are calling. Sacred cows everywhere (four directions united). Don't you know, it's glowing, the halls, of great despair?  But it's a wondrous rainbow, you sail into my heart, the winds are so cloudy, but I am an ark. I float away slowly, while I hold your hands. I am the Winds, that call you. Come home let's dance (swelling heart). When you died down, the rumble and roar, there is some peace left, you fill/feel so fulfilled. God give me comfort, in all that is real. You gave me sorrow, but joy did you fill.  I am so grateful for what you do this day.  My heart is calling, to a miracle of praise. I am devoted, to the true magic in you.  I am the heartbeat, they call me "Hailing Loom". I will give prophet to you in my heart. I will sail forever, to be your sacred part. I will climb mountains to reach your heart. I will fly eternally, to be part of God.  I will fly eternally, playing my part.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums for the Heart of Frances Deep Aware, our Hailing Loom. 

The girl's name France \f-ran-ce, fr(a)-nce\is a variant of Frances (Latin), and the meaning of France is "from France". The French are revolutionary people.  And everything is always centered about FREEDOM. The Latin term "Franciscus," meaning "Frenchman," derives from the Old French word "franc," which meant "free."

Frances is derived from the word France, which means freedom.  But along with this freedom, comes a Holy Empire where one who is free (rainbow warrior of prophecy), is part of the local company (gathering in peace). This place is from heaven, the holy book and tree. It is the realm of champions, Crown King who gifts liberty. They wage battles and insurrections, the borders are keep within the domains, free.  The clever and witty revolution brings happiness to our doors.  With good humor, love of quarrels, idiosyncrasies are stressed even more. Now we dance at the "Gala" (great event/gathering), the ball turns everyone. Elaborate cooking, skillful manner, preparing food, for all delight, buried treasures, need be shared please, to understand, the heart of the brave. You see terror, I see pleasure, let make riches for everyone. Exchange the dance, where we live the violent prance (extreme dancing, especially in rage). It's the voice that cries down under, where freedom calls all night, heaven's bowing, to attract attention, it's time for revolution to win(d). 

Heart of the royal, extremely fertile, where Kings are born, heaven sent.  Buried letters, story tellers, we are proud, each and every one. There is not one world, but inside too realms, the heart that needs be understood.  And I'm not one, but two "I"s I am, that' s, where unity does live. Tremendous passion, wealth attraction, to the status of free men, brotherhood. Emergence of art and architecture, kingdoms rule and divide again. Suns are favored, riches measured, to the shores of the written pen. Bishops, Saints-men, "sacred" Holy are the Three Kingdoms, blue, red, yellow - all color billows, sails from sharing the open breeze. Administrative regions, God sent legions, to rule over man again. Heaven rules, with javelin stance, where my heart pierces and makes a stand. I will carry the lance of freedom, to ensure brotherhood.  I am a warden, war of freedom, uniting broken hearts again. I am a river, wild and rapid, my heart knows, how to contend.  I will pierce more than twice, I will gift all my life. I belong to the King, where Heaven does reign. Come my beloved past, let us rejoice, to the return of God, our oneness of life again. 

Let the thunder, reigning commanders, fill our hearts, with such delight.  And I will know rain of pillows, where snow flakes find my head, blessed crown of perfect rain upon me this night (dreams come true). Blue true warrior, rolling rivers, tradition has my hands. I will divide our three kingdoms, and bring in light (alightfromwithin) from heaven sent. We will undulate over stories and lie in the green grass fields, because the mountain from the heaven, catches moon light stars at night.  It's a flowing, rolling river, it's a conquered paradise.  WE are dividing, and we are sharing, that's what free means primarily. Let the Sun out, be a soldier, bring holy divinity! Let's be brothers, listen sisters, tell everyone, we are heaven sent.  Freedom comes, when rainbow colors succumb, to heaven's reign, the heart again. It's where our souls, reach out to play, not always the easy way, but Rainbow Warriors find a RAY (yours, mine, we are all under the sun)!

To sum it all up, for the people who are blinded by mistaken tenderness, and give false ideas to the probable future, can know freedom only by the law of heaven. Exclusive right of bestowing came upon you, gifted providence from God.  And such a marshal and minister of statesmanship, brave and noble, who can offer passageway to the celestial home. For all of God belongs this due place in society, greatness be still, my heart does bleed (serving others willingly), the realm of heaven shares freedom and abundance for everyone. Mother and daughters, who dream, bring in concealed love, blinded by devotion, to such a rich heart. These are the brave warriors of the Rainbow who start, the great migration homeward into evolution land.  Dawning, here I stand, I am a Sun Dance and I Sing my Song! Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman about Frances, our Freedom, who Winds!

Education with Society: Célestin Freinet or Heavenly Freedom
Frienet is another word for Freedom. And Célestin Freinet or Heavenly Freedom (15 October 1896, Gars, Alpes-Maritimes – 8 October 1966) was a noted French pedagogue, and educational reformer.  The hardships of everyday life in his native region and his injured health, not the heritage of educational theory, formed the basis of Freinet's ardent social, educational, and political critique of capitalistic and urbanized societies. In 1923 Freinet purchased a printing press, originally to assist with his teaching, since his lung injury made it difficult for him to talk for long periods. It was with this press he printed free texts and class newspapers for his students. His focus was on the process of learning. As a practitioner he brought innovations in the fields of reading, writing, spelling, and arithmetic based on what he called "techniques of living." He believed children should work in workshops or outdoors and learn as a process of experimental trial and error. He is best known for his printing press (now usually replaced by a computer) for learning spelling and developing free text. The children would compose their own works on the press, and would discuss and edit them as a group before presenting them as a team effort. They would regularly leave the classroom to conduct field trips. The newspapers were exchanged with those from other schools. Gradually the group texts replaced conventional school books. Freinet held that education was a way to change humanity. The school of tomorrow should center on the full development of children as members of the community. He regarded learning as a serious labor in which children should find their own course.

Concepts of Freinet's pedagogy
  • Pedagogy of work (pédagogie du travail): pupils were encouraged to learn by making products or providing services.
  • Enquiry-based learning (tâtonnement expérimental): group-based trial and error work.
  • Cooperative learning (travail coopératif): pupils were to co-operate in the production process.
  • Centres of interest (complexe d'intérêt): the children's interests and natural curiosity are starting points  for a learning process.
  • The natural method (méthode naturelle): authentic learning by using real experiences of children.
  • Democracy: children learn to take responsibility for their own work and for the whole community by using democratic self government.
Freinet created the teachers' trade union C.E.L. (Coopérative de l'Enseignement Laïc) in 1924, from which arose the French teacher movement Modern School Movement (Mouvement de l'École Moderne). The goal of the C.E.L was to change public education from the inside with the co-operation of teachers. He was also inspired by the multidisciplinary teaching practiced by progressive Germans, by Belgian educational pioneer Ovide Décroly's approach to learning, and by GEORG KERSCHENSTEINER's approach to theprocess of labor.  You can read more here: http://www.freinet.org/icem/history.htm contact: bernard.monthubert@icem-freinet.org, Educational reforms: http://freinet.paed.com/fr_lit/lit_db.php



FRANCES, Francis
Gender: Masculine & Feminine
Usage: English, French
Pronounced: FRANT-səs (English)  [key]
English form of the Late Latin name Franciscus which meant "Frenchman". This name was borne by the 13th-century Saint Francis of Assisi, who was originally named Giovanni but was given the nickname Francesco by his father, an admirer of the French. Francis went on to renounce his father's wealth and devote his life to the poor, founding the Franciscan order of friars. Later in his life he apparently received the stigmata. Due to the renown of the saint, this name became widespread in western Europe during the Middle Ages. However, it was not regularly used in Britain until the 16th century. Famous bearers include Saint Francis Xavier (1506-1552), a missionary to eastern Asia, the philosopher and scientist Francis Bacon (1561-1626), and the explorer and admiral Sir Francis Drake (1540-1595). In the English-speaking world this name is occasionally used for girls. Feminine form of FRANCIS. The distinction between Francis as a masculine name and Frances as a feminine name did not arise until the 17th century. A notable bearer was Saint Frances Xavier Cabrini (1850-1917), a social worker and the first American to be canonized.
Thank you http://www.behindthename.com/name/francis

Recommend further interesting historical reading: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Name_of_France

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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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