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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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

"Look Inside" Says the Indigo Wise

Thunder Lightning, that's what I see. All the storms in the world eternally. Can't they find a way or reason out, just giving others the sacred shout. How about love?  How about love? We must give our hands to others with love.  Shouting out, to find a way in, that's the way we long to feel the rolling bins. Thunder Lightning, come on home. I feel the waves of the storm. I pray this day for all the waves, nine directions we dew pave. 


There inside, the reason is wise. There inside, the soul makes you surprised. What you thought was an evil, but now more Evel Knievel, the trickster (take a deep breath) who gives up his life. He (earthling with rainbow colors, on the red road where lessons find our tracks) is a wanderer, who looks for your love. He (male principle of light rather than sound) is a wanderer, the place where tricks are made up (lessons and more lessons, until love is sown). He is a wanderer, the place within that grows. Can heaven show me how to know? I want to have part of this show (being part of the dreamscape).


Days are younger (learning to become), than the evil (impure) nights (you are in flight). When you thought everything was alright, then a dream that wakes you up in fright/rage, how does terror pave? If only the people could live in their faith, to begin to know mountains of love in their faith (with a taste of love on their face, smiles and grace). Could we find a way, to bind love in all we dew? Could we find a way, to hear all the clues? And when we are older, the making of time does swim, all the little fishes (true blue), just want a way in (to the circle of brotherhood). Can't we look at miracles and notice they rescue time, to bring us closer to the holy inside.

If we long for such a wonderful life, how could we give up on this strife? All we need to learn and to grow, comes from daily lessons we sow. Plant your seeds of love and watch them grow. Give your neighbor a hand to know, we are together in the mighty seas. Heaven on earth live inside of me. We are looking for the sacred sea (envision a dream), love and brotherhood, come dwell eternity. Cross roads find me, where lightning bites the dust. I will be standing, to kiss this sacred (cosmic) dust. I will be near you to bite on what is shame (or blame, through forgiveness), to help you alleviate all your pain. 


Whispering River in the Sky sacred song blessing. She is an indigo child. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, a crystal child and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums, a lavender child, elders of the rainbow.


 
 
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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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