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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Thursday, September 26, 2013

Treasures for the Rainbow Family


There is a song upon my heart. I think I want to shout. So much going around me, flowing deliberately. Where I go, I wish I knew, just in time to see the view. Heaven pours inside of me. I want to feel heavenly. Wish upon a rainbow, there in the sky. Wish upon a rainbow, overwhelming pride. We are all but children, longing for family. I wish upon a Rainbow, for all the children of the sea.

Blue road out in front of me. I wish to join heavenly. There my Star can shine, to help all those who want to bind. Gift a hand to God, where my Earth has trod. Give me more to loom, then we can find out soon. Which way is the hands of God? I wish to long for the silver hod/trod. We are moving into our destiny. It is written in the breeze. God is everywhere, if we are pleased. Bow down with me. To see the sacred seas. I wish for a Rainbow, to find their family.

We are all together in a sacred revolving sun. We are all together, because heaven made us ONE (oneness, bound together). We are all together to shine forever in our eyes. To bring us to SUNNY weather, where love is glorified. Can you whisper music from your shining soul? Can you find the magic for the heap and the loaf? Can you wish for rainbows? And treasures for everyone? I am sending love out for this Sacred LUNG.

Breathe with me today. Breathe the breath of life. Take your hands together and pray and make nice. Live a better world. Live it to the day. Live it into magic woven in all we say. Share in the tune of heaven. Shine a better world. Tell the magical kingdom, all have heard the wheel. And together we are favored, as ONE KINGDOM of GOD. All of us together, we are taken to the shod. Listen to the stranger, your almighty destiny, because he may be your Brother, fighting to find family. 

We are all together, heaven made it sow. We are the Rainbow family, because we have the tows/toes (help each other as we walk upon this world)

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for our  Relative Ashok Shandilya. This is his Sacred Song Blessing, a song from his heart.

Noun1.hod - an open box attached to a long pole handlehod - an open box attached to a long pole handle; bricks or mortar are carried on the shoulder
box - a (usually rectangular) container; may have a lid; "he rummaged through a box of spare parts"
Relatives,

Referring to this line in the Sacred Song Blessing, "Which way is the hands of God? I wish to long for the silver hod/trod. We are moving into our destiny. "
Wow, a silver hod, that's better than a silver spoon.
Trod:  to grip like the roots of the tree of life, walking or dancing.
Hoops and Warriors, Suspect silver color and rainbow colors in this song. He has not received his buffalo robe, four directions in rainbow colors yet. Read what others are saying in their stories, warriors. Everyone has much to teach the world. Remember that these songs I sing, come from the heart of those I sing for, where the winds blow free. We sow dawn for the relativity tree, spirituality.

T
hought this was interesting, a corner of a box flying in the air. This would be reflectivity, such as the yellow road provides. Spirit Jumper an indigo child, saw in a day vision, as only indigo children can do "vision as a prophet" literally plain as day. Anyway, she saw every single thing tied together with yellow strings of light, in triangles.

Think of a Box, which represents the stone or Star of David the sacred sun (shavah), the beloved child, the star of heaven, each child of the rainbow is. This box with four sides, needs to bend. Divide this box (four directions) into half diagonally and you now have more surfaces, which reflect more light, providing us with shade and painted delights. In the future all compasses will be three sided, providing for the spacial fields.

We are at our infancy of the receiving knowledge from the heavenly fields, most consider dark space, unknown (brotherhood feared), unsown (spiritual unknown, not realized or awakened), crossing over, etc, etc, etc. Most do not befriend the darkness, as most women have experienced. This time is changing in evolution, where man is learning to follow woman, by coming home as "Spiritual Warriors", cleansers and protectors of the spacial fields, including the heavenly dark space (sound waves), as well as the earthly light spaces (color waves). Bless and pray every hour.

Yes, we Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, think that darkness is female, including half of the rainbow clan colors, thus the embrace of space, stillness rocking. What is impure is those who do not cleanse, whether in the light or darkness. Streams bind us all together.

Learning to purify the fields, the spacial hills, well that's relativity, the places of the streams, you and me, the beloved tree, the stones rocks and hills, the waking of all those pills (medicine including placebos). It's faith we dream.


Your devoted servant,

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 



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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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