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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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Let Freedom Ring, Sing Brother Sings

Where did the solemn go? Where is the silence of gold (silence is golden, this is when the golden child separates/divides then collides/unites if a warrior stands/silence, this moment the purification takes place, with the soul where the crystalline stones flow)? Where is the heart of pure? I want to know you're near!  There inside a peaceful heart, my soul is bound by the arc, the waves of heaven that set me free. I will last eternally. Come my Brother Sister bow, learn of love and the holy cow (rainbow colors in four directions). There we find company, the land of the living free . . .


Where dew the souls walk? Where do the souls talk?  Where dew the memory lane? Stuck upon the window pain/pane. If only we could sea, the land of holy divinity. If only we could bee, the heavenly dream of destiny. There is a day when we are born to live together inside a storm. Let heaven wake upon this field, the meadow lark knows it's real (songster). 


Sing Brother sing. Tell the glory till it rings. Sing brother (rainbow colors on the red road) sing, my soul wants to ring (sound flowing on the blue road). Have you set the soul on fire (blue road cross the red road, smoke lifts and mists)? Have you danced for awhile? Where is summer (solstice-sun bright) this very day, if not a furnace inside displays (internal sun dance). Where is the brother's call (my relatives in the winds)? I want to know it all. Where is the sign of God? The little men (colors of earthly paradise) who know it's all . . . (smaller size is older soul/blue road, larger size is older flesh/red road generally speaking, thus the smaller are wiser, when we take the time to listen, sometimes it's hard to understand, we must listen with our hearts).


We think we have answers, but chance is divine proclaim. And if we don't live in fantasy, how will God know your name (believe and have faith in your shared dreams)? Heaven lives inside a vision, a dream that makes us all real. And what one shares is for thine Brother. Oh my Sister help me heal. We think of the world as One, but we still have to hear the run. And when our souls are projecting, let love be the settlement. One place of refuge, a heart that's pure inside. And when love rules each other, the soul inside will preside.


There is a solemn, the peaceful place inside, when happiness is my fellows, who share their visions with pride. Come let all the peaceful know you, the pure of heart sings for all thine enemies, that love will purify you, to let the soul run free. Forgive all those who left you, who didn't understand your smile. Because tomorrow will be a gift deer, my soul will be near (y/our) eyes. Your eyes, My eyes, will be together, all this local weather. We will be together, upon this sacred land. We walk hand in hand. Solemn is our demand. Peace throughout the land. Solemn is the demand. Love rule every corner. Love rule every space. Love rule over masters, who control our living face. Let us bee, one freedom ring. Let us bee one freedom ring. Let us bee, one freedom ring, where love reigns free.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums, elders of the Rainbow Clan. We sing for the Wind today, let the rhythm take us a wave!



 
 
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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!

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Yes, Heaven Loves Me

Hear I come to leap my soul to linger on to onwards know (I am listening to the winds), the place within does make me shine, love and laughter is sublime. Yes, heaven loves me, deerly (journey) I sea (envision). Yes Heaven loves me, open all my heart to bee (dreaming impossible dreams). Can you sense a heart so full, the place upon my world in view. I seek a hand of destiny, to hear what you know this day (tell me your story). Give to me a shuttered sound (singing in front of a fan, tweeting like a bird, reverberation), the kind that makes me go round and round, to be the place my heart does seek to know you, through and through. Yes, heaven loves me, deerly I sea. Yes, Heaven loves me, for all my world to bee. Yes, heaven loves me, the hands of God do turn. Yes, heaven loves me, the waking of this urn (hidden now revealed, each book of life shines from within).


Hold me closer, for all I need to bee. Hold me closer forever in the breeze (angels on wings). Hold me closer, then all will be like leaves (relatives on the tree of life). And we will sense a harmony (grandmother dreamspace), like flags over the seas (patchwork woven together by grandmother). Yes, heaven loves me, to turn the night to day (awaken from the heavenly blue road to walk the earthly red road reed, blade of grass set me free). Yes, heaven loves me to shine a bright new wave. I once saw a mystic, who sheltered even wind, but freedom came to slumber, when sharing was the mist again (circle towards the journey of the soul). Come shine forever brother (rainbow colors). Let my sister hold you close (musical sines). And I will remember heaven, loves me the very most.


Note: Each child/adult holds four rainbow colors representing the sacred four directions. This is the "holy temple", often referred to as the "buffalo robe". Inside this song, called the "urn" and other times called the "cave", within the darkness is where the soul resides (four more rainbow colors, making it eight sacred directions, plus here I stand all around with the wind, "I bless the sacred nine directions"). We sing our prayers, to bring our souls inner light to shine (reflect or bounce back to illuminate). We gain new skills of Rainbow Warrior training, like fire and water blessings throughout the day (birthingofhope.blogspot.com), receiving and validating others even in rage and deep pain and a sense of self, before hand (premonition and vision). Because heaven is our true cradle, our Mother Earth shares her smile with the Stars. Heaven loves me the most, when individual "greatness" is known and sown among the relatives of the Rainbow Clan. Aho (spirit fly), we bow to you, welcome into the fold, the herd that sows and green grass grows (new beginnings are known).



White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums Elders on the Hoops, Alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy




 
 

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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