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, January 5, 2012

Thunder Horn Rides the Waves to Share the Rainbow Colors Hair

Kiss my twice (repeat and know the heart). I know my life. Gift me twice (repeat and show it thrice, treasures appear, yellow road is near where dreams appear). I will be nice. Hold my hand and children of the rainbow understand. It's Rainbow Mother who rules the land.  Kiss me twice (repeat the echo, know the treasure, roll over), now be nice. Once on my right cheek. Once on my left. And when we are finished, love will be inside this nest. We will be beholden to the land. Roll over brother (bow). Sister command (demand the law of love). Know about faithful, we are part of this demand. And kisses upon the rainbow, it's where my life flows. I feel all the children, oh God hold me close.


He ho, hee ho. Show nee upon the gold.  Watcha, hick om nee pee. We are the tethers towards harmony. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh. Let me light this fire. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh. Let me feel awhile. Show nee oo, loock ha ha ho. Show nee oo, ho ho hay. Look at my sisters, all riled up in their hair (antennae to your soul and heart). Don't know to trust a brother, because they don't look their way (receive the pain, instead walk away). And I have to say, wither, the death of the unborn, because it's not sanctimony riding the horns (always barking with smarting with hate rather than offering lessons of love). Toe hee ohhhh. Toe ee ohhh. Come my brother, put on a show. Ride that cloud and shine another day, but first be faithful  to what your woman says. Hee hoh. Hee hoh hay. Gift to others, no matter what they say. Understand with wisdom, all that they say (validate).  Understand the river, has a great big display.


Kiss me twice, once on the heavenly realm. Kiss my twice, once on the earthly fill.  And we are the faithful learning to ride the sky, because we are one family, opening our hearts wide. Ho ee ah. Hoh ee ah. Look at the brothers and say, "I am on my way". Tell the sisters, "She is a radiate wave". Tell my Mother, I bow down and I praise. Listen Father, I know you got much to dew, but the weather needs tending for a view. And it's witness, to the story in the lane, where the many circles bind up again (collision of heaven and earth.


Ho ee ah, my story sings in the winds. Moe low, haaa sowww. And I am willing, to take that final plunge, because my Mother is riding the sun. Ho ee ah, running free on those waves. And My Mother, she has so much to say. She is the Grandmother, who weaves time for us to sing. All together, one final spring. Jump for joy. Jump for joy. Dance around a circle, know we are the toys. We can be faithful if we look into the hearts of men.  We are faithful to learn it all again. Ta hoh ee, the hoe................(abrupt then silence). Ta hoe eeee, my soul is longing to begin (throat singing). And my family, I got a place to gooooo. I'm on the red road, my soul will know ... (from the blue road within) Ho ee ah, listen the winds. Rolling rivers, hold all that sin (part of the great plan). But if we are faithful to the cries of the wolves (warriors and soldiers), then we know summer (a great light), will dance in our skins (rainbow colors). Hoe eh ah, the places in time. Running rivers, hold me there to chime (feel free). And my husband, you need me sow, because you are the faithful, learning to grow, down on the road, where I step, my heart does grow. And my lessons, will fill the sun high (grow), then I will bow down and give up my life (die, to be reborn, the humble path).


Give me children, who remember to pray. Give me children, who lean on a new wave. Show the rainbow, we are on our way, to take the tornado (cleansing of the rainbow waves) about to save. Hoe ee ah, I'm on my way. Over rolling rivers, to make it a safe place. And it's prophecy, looking us dead in the face. There are no chances, if you don't make your way. Think of tomorrow, the dust will fill the sky. Think of tomorrow, the heaven's won't lie. Think of the children, the animals plants and rocks. They are our creatures, and we need to take stock (heed all the warnings of prophecy these days).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (Lakota, crystal child) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums (Dakota, lavender child) for the Heart of Thunder Horn (Dakota, rainbow child), a Rainbow Man, who shines upon our lives, to say we are the children, the rainbow winds that ride.


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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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