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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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!


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