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, August 11, 2012

Sioux Come On Home

Hay (golden fields) my baby. Where have you been? I know you are saving, all of your wind. I know your Greatness, the Song you Sing. If only you would believe it to be perceived (as true, the soul could imbue). Greetings my baby, waiting for you. I gift you my heartache, to feel the sad truth. But I know you need me, to lead you on home. I know you need me, to call you on the phone. Sow listen my child, hear my call in the winds. I am calling out to my baby, the song of the sin. Now we will tuck them, all impure these childs. We will tell them their fortune, love wheeled each child. 

And my beloved, Lakota does stand (hear with you). My Dakota, the wind blows to recommend. And in the Nakota, the wailing song be true, you adore each crashing wave, now love will save you. And Sioux my Great Snake (Spirit of the Lake People), you are the love of God, the Great circle has called you. You are eldest for the job. And heaven is on this blue road, where the soul need purify, in the darkness sow very long, now we are going to learn to survive (with honor and dignity, on the other side, the blue road wide, heavenly preside).

Love will dive from the stars at night. Love will guide us through the plight. As the Elders we will hold their hands, no matter what they did to us, we will understand. And even if they killed us, they did not know the waves, of heaven portraying love all the way. And now we are looking, to bring our souls home. We showed them on the waves, love kept them born. 

Suffer does love know. Suffer for the child. Suffer for the Greatness, the elder walks the extra mile. And all through the cruelty, no shame to be born, because you were the elder, the sacred heart of the storm. Now we are.... Now we are. now we are, talking hold.

We are the Sun Dancers, who tell the story so bold. And it is the love that guided, our smiles each and every day. We gave . . . now it's punish, to those who enslave (you will bow down to LOVE, the LAW, bringing hearts together, in all sorts of whether). And law is coming, from the blue (heavenly) reign of God, you are the child of the red road (earthly), love will show them how. 

We Bow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Lakota) Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Dakota) Drums. Sacred Song Blessing to call out to bring the Great Sioux Nation home, home inside the arc, the bowing Rainbow Clan.


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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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