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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Saturday, February 25, 2012

Where I Move My Feet, I Greet

Hear the footsteps to the world. Rushing by to help us fill the dynasty to which is willed, the horns (embracing) of God, the place fulfilled. Take hold to justice, to where I step. To greet the heart and there I lept to meet the soul that need me sow, to bridge a gap for us to grow. There is a mighty wind that blows, to capture all of our sacred toes. It's where we step now, to where the winds flow, to grab some shelter, for heaven blows.


There in the wind swept place I keep. My soul is lurching*(rolling rock, one who bows/arches like the rainbow and leading from the end of the circle thus looking ahead, as a perfect crystalline soul would do) out to leap, into the next moving cart (crystal stone center, the cube, join together as Grandmother imbues the crystalline stone river, the great dreaming journey, mystical magical mystery tour), the place upon the train (grandmother's train dragging and pulling), the trail imparts. I know I must look out for the world. I join the hands of all the buffalo (four sacred directions) herd/heard (the wind stands). And I know it's time for us to fulfill, the cream of glory that is really reel.  Come step your footsteps, along the shore. Face your mighty breeze and start to adore. Heaven come into my heart this very day, because I want to know how to bow and praise.


There is a sunshine inside my heart. I want to leap out and be an arch. I am the glory of a rainbow tree. I have my duty set inside of me.  That's where I step to the beat of my heart. That's the place I hold my royal arch. And there my soul does wind and blow, to show the world my voice does know. Each rainbow color has much to share. Each color has much to dare, the four faces of heaven's crown, come join me and let us abound. 


I step to the heartbeat of my relative near. I hold their hearts inside all this fear. And when I bless the winds that blow, my soul will linger to help and sow.  Can we be brothers and sisters too? Can we be mighty as the true and blue?  Can we forever gift our hearts? I know it's the place I hold my arch.  Gift to the footsteps I adore, the place I wander inside your floor. Inside your colors, that's my trail. Inside of you, the mighty whale (when you tear, wail). I know you need me. I need you. I know you see me. I sea you too. I know it's time for all the children to bloom. I share my heart, my voice in the winds s(w)oooooooooooooooooooon.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums


*abrupt rolling or pitching suddenly, prowling, rock, on the look out, lorche/laroche is derived from the Old French word roche, meaning rock, then lurching means a "rolling rock" (rock and roll), lorch/l'archer means bowman or archer, as a perfect crystalline soul like the indigo child, and thus the archer "la archer" is the one who bows like the rainbow, Larcher, Lercher, Lurcher, Larchier, lourche a 16th century French dice game, with lourche meaning also to be far behind, thus leading from the end of the circle thus looking ahead, as a perfect crystalline soul would. 


 ‘they changed their glory into the similitude of an ox that eateth grass’ (Ps. 106:20)



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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, February 24, 2012

Share Our Hearts With the World

(talking) We are the children. We are the apostles (important mission from God). We are the hoops of life that we share. We are the collision and the mission to bring in LOVE that's real (reel them in). We are the thoughtful. We are the righteous. We are the *blarney stone (I'll bend over backwards for you, success), that makes it's mark. We are the treasure, that will measure, the song that lives upon your heart. We are that making. We are the staking (stand forth united). The place inside where heaven reigns (pulls her string of pearls/diamonds in the sky). We are tear filled, to lift and muster, the heaven's within us once again (our souls will rise up and gain forth alignment in the sacred blessings, many trees in a row). We are the earth bound, those who make south (soul descends, come make a great yell/roar). We (the talkers) the kings of tomorrow (kingships, kinships, kines, kinsmen, the true blue), the place of ASTOUND. 


(singing) Can you feel the heavens falling upon you?  Can you feel the earth shaking the mighty ground?  Can you feel the oceans wailing inside of you?  Can you feel all the animals say, "I'm proud!" Taking our toll, means we have been bold. WE are the children of the new clan (Oneness Rainbow Clan, united at last, true blue to heaven on earth).  And when we bow down, to make there, no sound, peace come to my heart expound (expansive beyond measure, space is the place, man who is kind).  Radiance my grace, upon my sacred face (a great big smile), LOVE comes over me to share this world.  And there it goes by, the stone river sow wide, I think I am in love with this whole world (yippy, joy overfloweth, my cup tipsy over with love).  


Come share with me, this day, to bring in hearts, a new wave. Come share the dining and the wining (all those tears bring us chills of great blossoming in our hearts, those who are true, fill up the mighty blue, to bring heaven home is the sign/sine, we are one place, one sacred time, welcome to the yellow rolling hill in time), because it's what a shoulder does (know wise). Cry near me, tell me your woes. I will be here to dance a jig upon your toes (move you in the right direction, the beat of the heart's path). You must take direction, oh (dream) sow bold. Be true to your heart. And days are accompanied, by your wish, to bring in loyal true bliss (for all of man to be kind, mankind). And the days are coming inside your heart, just let me flow to this holy arc (bowing down like a clown, just to be like the roaring sound, angels sing to the tune of the beat, what you feel inside sow sweet and the anger fulfilled, will only submerge if you let it out and let out a roar). Be a rainbow bridge, I need to seek, the place we are together and always keep. The river of stones that shine upon us each to bring in new waves. I tell you true, love is begetting (creating and reproducing) to you. I tell you true, love comes to share the hues (rainbow colors of the Oneness, called the Rainbow Clan). We are brotherhood, those who bow down to God, the utterance of heavenly divine, the transmission in the winds that bind (all of us together, one throne, heavenly transmissions call us on home, bow and pray, that's the way/waves).


We are together, in all sorts of weather. And each has a part to play in this world.  We are a mystery, kept inside of history and now it's unraveling for all to be heard. One big herd we are, one family tree. One place where we all breed. It's heaven on earth, the place of this girth. Remember, it's LOVE that rules the waves. Bow down today and be humble and pray. Send your love in the winds and say. We are brothers and sisters. We are treasures and stones. Let us be the crystalline river that is shown (full blown, many colors and hues of the rainbow). Love each other, all have bones. (white all colors; blue, red, yellow) (white bones-structure-of-the-crystal-stones-birthing with flow-blood (red-artery-flowing-out and blue-vein-flowing-in). 


(talking) Let the sun shine from within (alightfromwithin.org), the great place we have ever known, the beginning of the sun dance is born (the yellow-golden road appears).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums, singing the Heart of the  Hoops with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy for the World. I am speaking two languages, one is heavenly blue in song and earthly read with interpretation, usually in parenthesis, sometimes in song as well.

*Blarney Stone, the good luck stone offering the gift of eloquence: 

1. Holiness David Running Eagle says, "My house is your house, have part of my stone." [I break (cut-away) or share stones with you, my kinsmen] 
2. a. Cormac McCarthy, King of Munster, who is said to have supplied four thousand men from Munster to supplement the forces of Robert the Bruce at the battle of Bannockburn in 1314.  Legend has it that the latter king gave half of the Stone of Scone to McCarthy in gratitude. This, now known as the Blarney Stone, was incorporated in the battlements where it can now be kissed. 
b.The Earl of Leicester was commanded by Queen Elizabeth I to take possession of the castle. Whenever he endeavoured to negotiate the matter McCarthy always suggested a banquet or some other form of delay, so that when the queen asked for progress reports a long missive was sent, at the end of which the castle remained untaken. The queen was said to be so irritated that she remarked that the earl's reports were all 'Blarney'.
3. There is never a stone that whoever kisses, Oh! He never misses to grow eloquent 'tis he may clamber to a lady's chamber, or become a member of parliament. Francis Sylvester Mahony
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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!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Sending Kisses to the Foreheads


Relatives of the Rainbow,
Come share this day and drink a cup of tea, to pass the time away. To dream of better days to come, to live in rainbow rays. There we find a river wide, the treasures upon the shores. I knock and enter, the place of the sweltering waves. And we must share this hardship, the enduring for the cleansing, to shine and feel better all our daze, the dream that holds us close inside always.

Sending kisses to the foreheads, in order to know Twin Deer Mother is caring in her heart for all the childs, each a treasure, on a great ride. Let the tides be ripping and roaring, to help us with our soaring, the bright lights, come reach down into our hearts. There we bind together, to know of the sacred weather, we are together, not apart, but eternal all waves. And when we think we are separated from thee, just close your eyes and think upon me. I will hold you close in my arms. I will dream to you in song. I will sing a whisper in your air, to bring peace and chills of fun. And when it's all done and over, let our fears come to rest, because love will hold us nearer, the radiant sun within.

I bless my relatives in the winds. I bless my relatives even in their sin. I bless my relatives when you walk away. I bless my relatives when you hold my hand to say that, "Love is the greatest". Love is the true. WE know love is wonder, the sky oh so blue. And inside each heartbeat a dance and a skip, to know, that our hearts always kiss, the tender love we take sips.

Blessings and bow, to the big short and tall, to the wide, thin and narrow, to the small and unseen, to the lowliest and the great, let the walls be of slate, come crumbling down, to know heaven has not arrived too late, the blushing heart of innocence that lives inside of you.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings for the HOOPS
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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!


Monday, February 20, 2012

Care About What You Do!

Solstice Sun
(singing) We are part of the magical world of the divine. Come let our hearts shine. Come be a grateful song in the wind. Here we stand to chime. Let the bow break (upon the crashing waves) and the song sea, the winding (curved road) path ahead. Listen to all of the world, come share the songs we sing today, to be inside the gray (Grandmother Dream Space, embracing atoms). I say to you, be part of the blue, where we are family. Come shine anew, to gather with the true. My heart is closer to you.  We are sent from above, to land down to the ground, to shoot into the earth as a seed. And when we are grateful, the waters are stable and roots find their way home to be free.

And we are going to the place now, to where we find a trace now, the
harbinger/
harboring of the refugee. There we sing our songs to galley along. We are like submarines that dive deep into the seas. Let our souls gather together, to know the perfect weather. Inside a cloud, inside a gorge, the river of love besets (hems in, surrounds) it's course. And we are all together. No matter what the weather. Let us be true, to the love that lives inside of you. Let our souls be, the place we need to seek. And we are going to the magic, where the purification of the world comes to seek. We are born to believe in love. We die to know the grief of love. We long to feel the heart of true, inside the deep dark blue.

Oh heaven take me in your arms. Hold me close, there will be no harm. And I swelter to make the weather. Come be grateful to shelter any partner/part of/significant other/slice of, the great yonder of the moon. Let my reflection shine free, to know the heart inside of thee. Come be grateful for what we dew (cling to). My song is living inside the true. Can we find the waves inside of me and you.  And the sun is great to be there. We are longing for some new air. And love let us fly free, home of the righteous, who take back what was gifted free. All need not be enemies. Share our hearts to know the world. And be gathered to all we care. Then we will fly free, to know the great need. That love is true, when we care about what we do.

Hold fast to the state of heaven. Hold fast to your yearning heart. Know glory is turning out to be grand. Because we need to understand.  Hold fast to those who understand man.  Hold fast to those who understand it's our land.  And Great Spirits fly with me. Great Spirit inside of me be free. Come hold true to the heart, to those who need to impart, that love has a way to say, "it billows free, when we forgive thee". * 


(speaking) Now next time, remember to chime. Do a song and dance. Bless your house and your romance. Be caring in all you do, because LOVE will be there to show you true. And if you decide not to pray or bless, then you will have a nasty mess. But true love depends on prayers, to get the heaven back to aware. The soul does ride the sky within. And those who are learning to swim, need find the virtues are part of thee, you need only control the leaf, the soul within who fights to live without grief.

*People who are not nice and repeat the same things over and over again, mean they have not forgiven, the original crime, thus become the sin themselves without even realizing it. This is spoken about (a little bit of "death", or shall we say, the walking dead) in Leviticus, part of the Torah (Atomic Circle of Heaven, the great journey or often referred to as the "guidance for life").

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums
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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!

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Two Two, Tu Tu, Chu Chu, Let the Winds Blow By!

Two two, tu tu, we are on the chu chu (train). Chu chu, chu chu we are on the train/trail, flowing river going to gain, down a river full of pain.

Chu chu, two toot. I'm on my way to the flue/flew. Grand deer (stars of heaven on the great journey) hold me near. My hand is taken to stand (wave to you). Chu chu ooo_ooo_ooo_ooo_ooh. Chu chu ooo_ooo_ooo_ooo_ooh. Chu chu, it's two the road imbued (together again). Come greatful is your song, two two (binded together in four directions).


Feel the running river the place in time. Feel the running river the place we chime. Two two equals four, the directions of the floor. Rainbow colors hold onto me, but now I've got to learn to sea (vision with my heart). Two two toot too. My heart is beating true. I long to feel the heart of you. Two two, together imbued.


Tell the story I have a hand. Let me wave and make a stand (young person leaning outside a window from a train, waving to those who are passerbyers). Let my sorrows out the window (when I see your smile as I wave and feel the cool winds upon my face). Their (we) they fly to the two two (together once more). Two two wait for me (greetings of brotherhood). Two two wait for me (relatives I need you). I need another shoulder to cry on (feel my pain, my sorrow, my joy). I need a hand (wave back to me) to sing this song.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the heart of the winds today, toot too! Let the winds blow through. I will feel you. Two Two.

"We use electricity as a convenient means of lighting and heating that doesn’t require the power to be generated on site. We’ve discovered that thin transmission lines can carry great amounts of power over long distances from generator to light bulb. Nature is parsimonious in achieving its ends; why wouldn’t stars get power from natural transmission lines? The satisfying answer is that they do. Radio astronomers can trace the telltale magnetic fields in deep space. The magnetic fields mark filamentary cosmic ‘transmission lines’ carrying electrical power between galaxies and stars. Planetary nebula M2-9. The complex Z-pinch hourglass shape of the external circuitry of a star becomes visible in a planetary nebula where the galactic power is high enough or the plasma is dusty. Gravitational models of stars fail to explain the fine detail of planetary nebulae". http://www.holoscience.com/news.php?article=b8zgwr0h&pf=YES
 
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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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