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, October 2, 2013

500 Year Old Man Chief Thunder and the Rainbow Clan

(talking) Little Wolf has a story to tell all the little ones. He says, in the distance there is more to be read in the SUNS. And we are listening fervently to know just what he says. I wish upon this Rainbow, to find out the waves.

My Mother told me a story about a very old man. He was a Chief where the Thunder (Rainbow Mother) could roar. And he loved his people more than anything in the world. He wanted them to be happy. And this is what he said, "Let peace reign down upon my people. Let peace find my hands. Let peace find the gentle folks who are proud and walk this land. Let peace bring us together, when we don't understand. Then we will be together, the rising of the sacred suns."

Then he told all the children, just the way to walk. To tell all the people, about the holy talk. And with every Rainbow, that floated in the sky. It was a promise of the people growing wise. (drum begins) There in the distance upon the sacred land, the story did rumble and make us plan. We thought about all the trouble, the Great Spirits brought us here/near. Now we must show respect and be humble in order to cure, heal and share. It's the way of the Wolf, who always works for the clan. The devoted warrior who scouts the land. And with each calling, the yelping of demand. Get into line, because there is more in the clan. 

(singing begins) It's a rainbow clan. And love is here to demand. It's a rainbow clan, with love upon this land. And it's Chief Thunder, who brings us Brotherhood, because it's the Rainbow, that falls down like it should, to bring us fruition of everything real. The painted colors that break this seal. Book of life shine in me. Let all my enemies set me free. I will pardon and show favor to those who know the way home. And if we could just shine free, the song inside will bind me, to all my travelers, the Rainbow Clan. Yes. The travelers of the Rainbow Clan.

(talking) Well this old man, has lots to share. He talked about the wisdom of the few warriors who dared, to seek a vision, the questor of man, to make amends and take a holy stand. It was my Mother, she always knew the way. "Listen to your heart child", she always did say. And when I was grown up, the wind called my face. And I was listening to what the GREAT SPIRITS say. (singing). I am listening to where the sun will shine on my face. I am listening to the colors that show such grace. I am listening to the stars and the moon. It's love that quests my deer to the other side.


(talking) It's Chief Thunder, who talked about this world. To care about our Brothers and to share with our Sisterhood. And when I was done listening. I could really understand, how we were sown/sewn together. And we need each child and man. And when the plants lost in the wind and lay down to gift us again, the seeds of tomorrow teach us the wise. For it's the smallest of the child that knows, (singing) "Love is the way to go. Love is the way to go. Love is the way to flow. Love is the way to grow". And with each color of the rainbow, my family will appear. I send my love out to the world that is real. I send my love out there, painted pictures that are sealed (the book of life, soon to be revealed, the dream built into the deal).

White buffalo Calf Woman sings for all the wonderful things. And Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all our relatives in the Stars. This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Drake Tucker (Little Wolf), a paint mixer for medicine and art for life. We bow to the Rainbow arc.


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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!

Horns That Spark, the Holy Arc

There is a tundra in my heart (where the caribou migrate). Where open fields hold the arc. And the Rainbows fall down on me. I can feel the fluttering of the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). Come on shine for me another day. Such a rainbow of colors they display. Golden fields and Rainbows come out to play. I want to share my heart with you today.

When we shine another dining (hall, breaking bread). A place to slumber with your friends (share the knews). Tell all my Brothers and my Sisters, we are coming in the wind. Tell it again. We are coming in the wind. Send a vibe out to your heart. I want to share with you a spark. Don't you feel the raging storm, where we have lots of hits with horns (aiming for the heart)? Call out and find your name (great name written on your book of life, the mission of your soul's path). We are whispering to help you gain. Blessings find your foe (reel them in, to help cleanse their sins), just in time to make them row (align harmoniously). All together now. It's the holy cow (heavenly field). We are leaning on the green grass (spiritual renewal), where our holy feet fly, across the memoriable sky.

Telling you my story got caught in the wind. So many tethers growing, like vines of sin (rainbow colors, which need fire and water purification to begin). Yet with each lesson (stepping stone), a treasure is born (diamond or jewel). Let me roll over and grab those horns. I want to share with you, all my heart in the blue true. I want to share the thing I love the most in the world, my heart I gift to you. I want to know, is love on your recipe? Don't you feel the galaxy? I want to share with you all of my soul. Just have to go looking for the buried gold.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for the heart of Vicki Bieber.  This is her Sacred Song Blessing, within where the winds begin... She has asked for her Buffalo Robe, four directions in Rainbow Colors. We have asked for her Give-a-way http://www.alightfromwithin.org/donation. Together we pave the waves. Glory bee, one big family.


Sacred Blessing to Purify the Fields
With fire, water or smoke (best all three, different times to please), say, "I bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions". Cleansing the field nearby. Add forgiveness, through the writing and burning of the sin. All will be renewed a....gain.

Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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!

The Great Divine

There is a place in time to see, to wake up every single dream. I want to hold you close in my arms, just to feel your charms. When we are risen from the dust you see, heaven does open all of the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). And with your heart embraced with true love, I wish for heaven to gift like it should.
Listen to your heart within, the places of the great divin (tears divine/divide/rows to shine, a god, a shining one, a star, humble and aligned with the rain-bow.). We are driving our soul on home, when we call on the phone (prayers in the night). Shall we forever be solemn to the vow, where it's heavenly on a cloud?  Yes, my comrade in arms. I hold you close to this charm, that Heaven watches over us, every moment we bite the dust.

Can we fill the world with love? I hope you join me with all the doves, those who are peaceful inside their hearts, to learn about the loyal arc. We are solemn to our vow, because we love you more than the clouds. We love you everyday, when wind does blow away. And cleanse this world with love, just to find every human dove. We are peaceful when we sing, to bring in love to everything. I send my love to you, because you are part of my view. 
Always and open fields, I share my love on the wheel. There is greatness inside of these, little holes filled with God's gifts that please. And where all things grow in our hearts, we plant and sow for the holy arc, when God's love finds the circle. When God is your heart near mine. You are the divine talking. You are the divine in an arc. And with each circle known, we are bound to be sown, all together it seams. One more light beam. We are always in the way/waves till heaven paved the daze. We are always in the way for heavenly says (G_ah_d: the utterance of heavenly transmission, the voice of the cosmic sails, the breath inside of you).

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for Akifah You (Miss AKifah). This is her Sacred Song Blessing, a song from her heart.


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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!

The Seed of Morrow

There is a sun that shines. Up in the sky that rise. Each day, I sit by this roaring fire. (Stopped to take care of another.) Together I think about the clouds. Where have you been around this world out loud. I think we are closer than we feel. We are all part of this wheel.

When I plant the seed and watch it grow, I feel the sun inside that knows, someday this child will become a fruit, bearing all the seeds to watch over you. We are together in the making of the little ones. And each seed tells a story under this sun. Together we are traveling through time, to help us all learn to bind. There is peace in our hearts to fill the world.

When I plant this seed I think upon you. I bless you and watch you grow into another day. I will watch over you. I will make sure love is true. We will grow up and show the world just what to dew, it's me and you. Heaven take our hands and help us to understand, how we feel grateful to live upon this land, where the salmon and the birds begin and the whales songs know, which way to flow.


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for the beloved heart of Holly Hobson. This is her Sacred Song Blessing, a song from her heart. You can join her group "all about seeds" here https://www.facebook.com/groups/hobbeeedenonarden/.Our Sister Holly also joins us at the Great Circle with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy http://www.facebook.com/groups/rainbowwarriorsofprophecy. Thank you. We bow with all our Relatives around the World.


Holly Hobson posted on White Buffalo Calf Woman's timeline
"I deeply thank you for your song for Seeds of Morrow! I thank you for taking me into your sacred circle and sharing with me your love and light. Peace, love and growth to you and all my relations,
Holly from Purposeful Plants "



Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World

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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