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!"

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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, July 7, 2016

The Bellows of a Heartbeat from Samantha Michelle Daughter of Sister Teresa

The Bellows of a Heartbeat

Listen to the buzzing bees (dream impossible dreams), where I long to beam. I have so much going on, just need a song. Let the others blow away, then faithful will stay. Come to heal the world I wear, the place others want to smear. We are children of this world. We are children of the seas. We are family, when we will start to believe. Take hold and find a friend, then you will have room, to grow a heart of love in the sacred loom. I will be your friend if you befriend me. I will share my heart with those who long to arc. 

Tether me to the room, where love is bountiful. Tell all those who long to feel the waking of the zoom. All the angels fly by, yet when I need to cry, they seem to walk away, without saying a good ray. How can I long to feel if others do not look my way. I need a hand to hold, to bring in faithful rays. Heaven send me home to where I long to be, together with my family who gifts the heart of good rays. 

Where they wanted more, the land of the free, I wanted to fend for them, because they gift a ray. I needed all my soul to find a willing plan, the place where I stand to make amends upon the land. Heaven help them all, even when they fall. Let us become the place where children have a good face. I wanted to fill the room with tender loving cares. Let my soul be on fire, to bring down all those woes. 

Witness to all gone wrong, the land of torn out eyes. The people do not want to understand so many people cry. If I had my way, I would give them a chance, yet they take a hold and make the world gone mad. Where is the place I stand if others do not mend. I need a hand of gold to find my favored wind. Come let us stand side by side, then I will feel the gold, where the heart knows, the land of the bitter told. I will cry upon the seeds, watch them grow with love instead of disease. I will gift my heart away just to feel their cosmic rays. This is the beginning of the groves. This is the place where children play. Gift them a place a room, to twirl in a good ray. 

Tell me true blue. Tell me the cosmic knews. Tell me true blue, where all is delivered home. The place of many cultivations, the plan of wholesome division. We need a place of grace to tether towards. We need hearts that feel warm. Time to shine like the sun. Time to bind like the moon. Time to share all this room. Time to wake up to all this glue. Together we are family, across the lands and many seas. We are joining the cosmic race, because we long for that perfect chase. 

Sailing across the seas. Sharing our hearts in divinity. Showing the world we can get along. Sharing the sacred living stones. We will become all divine, because we are making our hearts shine. I will show the world how to care, I will bare (it all). Let my soul rush around, then let my sole walk on ground. Let mine eyes become true, when I pray and bless you. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings the heart of little Sister Samantha Michelle. When others do not find the way, love always makes the perfect wave. And her mother of the seas, Sister Teresa longs to believe, that love will overcome those who are lost and secretly dum (founded). If all the bitterness and hate belonged on this silver plate, then God would have shown, a sacred book to get along. Yet the sacred you seek, is in the heart of the meek, the torah always shows the way, because we who are devoted long for this praise. Children of the holiest crown, where love is all around. 


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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!

1 comment:

  1. Teresa Saluzzi 10:02am Jul 10
    I bow to you my dearest brother Holiness David and beloved sister White Buffalo Calf Woman and give you thanks for your support and loving protection of my daughter Samantha. There are no words to describe the level of gratitude for the blessings of your prayers and the strength and peace of mind your gift carries. I send you my love and wish to remind you that you always have an open invitation in my home. Also want to share the news that on Tuesday we welcome the newest member of our family and will let you know if the great grandchild is a boy or girl!

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