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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Sunday, January 8, 2012

The Willow of the Springs (Natcheza) Speaks of Rivers, Where Love Overfloweth and Brings

Give me a shoulder to cry on. Give me a home to rely on. Give me a place to spy on, the dreams of one land around the world. Know my dreams are a vision a seeking a heart one condition. And my love will shine again, like Thunder, because I am here to put sin asunder (broken apart).

We are one sacred people. We are one place that is gifted. My heart is willing to sift out, those who hate instead of love. But I know they are part of the pieces, who need more than just kisses, they need real love with a vengeance (a mother's love) to bring them all home once again.


When you don't understand a vision, seek what is inside of this wonder, look at others who have what is written across their hearts, yours and mine. If we don't seek and find out, how will we put away all the knives. Sharing is more than a treasure, it's about how we find true measures (in a song).

Dance with me in the heavens. Dance with me on this earth. Dance with me in the windows, to vision a sacred one girth. I know you want more than a vengeance (correction). I know you want love and hugs and kisses. But you need learn all your lessons, in order for you to know presents (great treasures). We are family of a rainbow, now we must bow to show sent home. We are going to be one time, when we shine on the run (over rolling hills, wave of sound and light).


Lift your heart up with me. Take my hand and we will bow with thee. Great Spirits hold me close to thee, in order we know the great stage. And when we are given a rainbow, let us know it's a treasure, that lies inside our hearts to know wise, the place you gifted once more. The place you gave us to adore.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings a Sacred Song Blessings for Sister Lozen Natcheza, the Willow of the Springs.


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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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