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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Monday, October 18, 2010

Emmanuel Sunshine Gleams, the Heart of Heaven's Wind Brings Us Closer to Amen!

Thunder take me, hold me close to you.  I wonder, why God holds my hand to this view. Where are the children, walking home this day? I look yonder, and all I do pray.  Where is the heaven, that sent me down here? I want to know, to live without fear!  God hold me close, to heaven come home, where is the storm that looms.  Bring me closer to the womb.

Merry-go-round is for little children everywhere (evolution). Why don't they climb on and begin the great play. I am walking towards the man, who opens the heart, wake up salvation, make this an ark (sails filled, soul flies). Brother, Sister, walk with me this day. I will show you how to pray. Come near my soul and walk with heaven this day, it's opening up the doors to play.  Wisdom grows older, when you come on home. Where do we go from this sacred storm?  I am looking for salvation to run over the rolling hills and into the sun.

Catch the rays of sunlight, beam across the fields (golden fields), I awoke one morning to shine upon the hills (waves of light). And there you stood standing, waiting for me. Here I come to light (sun), let it bee (dream the impossible dream). Inside of heaven, that holds me so close near to my heartbeat, near to the sky.  I am beholden to stars in the heavens that die, in order for them to give me life. I awake to all of this strife (paradise).

Miracles abound to the scent of the winds (k/nose is the bridge between realms). Come hold me closer still. Reach to the heavens, and pull down a star, that's where we do come far. That's heaven sent jar (To fill up, contain like this blue world, earth. Coughing, coughing, voice over the bridge to new realm, heaven come home). Next to the house where God keeps his rooms, I am looking for Mother, who keeps it all still. There is a mirror (reflection of the truth, looking at self in the realm of paradise) in the kitchen with blood (to bee alive, following the law of love), it's our salvation, kingdom come. Far deep into excitement reach into your heart, feel all the charms, that you sent out loud.  Don't you feel heaven, returning to you, it's a place with a sacred view. 

Hold me close, take my hand this day, walk with Brothers and teach them how to pray. And my Sisters, stand up to this law (law of love, the red road, demands, united hearts do make the stand), come home and shake my Brothers hands, make it a Man, who demands (hero, who demands blessings). Come be a hero, wake to it's call. Come share a mountain, come share it's fall. Then when we rise up, the circle begin, we can live without any sin. 

Capture existence, then what do we do?  No tomorrow, no sacred view.  But if we seek the heaven inside, then hearts will pound with pride.  We will walk towards our strife.  Come gather, come sing, come join and bring it in. Come bring the hearts of men to their knees (bowing down to sacredness, blessings for all). Show miracles abound, when heaven makes a sound, prayer in the heart is everything. Just reach up, reach up to the stars. Just reach up and make a sound far. Reach up and find my heart there, shining forever if you dare.  Come reach up. Come reach for a star, it's heaven that's come home, reach inside your heart. Come reach up, come find heaven near, it's closer, than far, it's very near (just point to your heart). 

A place without fear  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  brotherhoood, I come towards your call.  Brotherhood, I'm greeting it all. Tell my Father (Great Spirit Father reigns outer earth), I have come home. Tell my Mother (Great Spirit Mother reigns inner heaven), I'm a living storm (perfect form, living alive, working strife out, bringing blessings, to all relatives around).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand for the heart of Emmanuel Sunshine Gleams. His rainbow colors are golden, green, blue, gray. No interpretations for heavenly name, earthly name or rainbow colors included. Ask and you shall receive, just be patient and believe. 

Emmanuel ("God is with us") John ("God's grace") Richard ("powerful leader").  Sunshine Gleams, your Pistol of the Avenging Loom.
Sunlight Gleams, our Pistol (Heaven's wind) of the Avenging Loom (we are united, not divided)
Heavenly name, Mission of Life: Sunshine Gleams
Earthly name, Earthly tools of light: Pistol of the Avenging Loom. 
Tools of light: Golden (cosmic father), green, blue (both colors green and blue, fountain of love), gray.

We call him the Sunshine Gleams, bringing back the stream, the heart of man, who does make a stand upon the rolling hills, my God, it's where we fill.  Gleem into the heart of man, choose to make it on a stand.  Gift the waves of heaven sent, the longing of a new lent, Give your heart what you need, because it's part of the sheeves. When all is done and gone and went, it's where heaven does begin. The heart of what we need to sow is brought about by the sacred snow. The weaves of bonds, do need a home to create the loving storm.  Take a heart in a place to bee, the heart of those, who need to sieve (clean your life up).  Just reach into heaven sent, then you will find all you need to bring home. The longing of a fruitful avenge, is when you seek the heart of lent. Chose a staff and you will dig, a place where man, can stand and give. WE call him by the heart of man, the Pistol (Heaven's wind) of the Avenging Loom (we are united, not divided).
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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!

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Heart of Regina Sings of Thunder that Seeds the Rainbows, the Tears of Cleansing, the Joy We Feel


Thunder grows inside my heart, and why doesn't every body part, into the revelations to be free, but devoted in the heart of thee.  which way yonder do I see blue, the mighty ocean in front of you.  I can open the doors to see, the many many discoveries, that long and wait for me. 

The thunder grows and blossoms pure into the rainbow land, where I adore.  Can you visit me, when you go down stream, will you pull up a chair and visit with me. I say rainbows don't come here everyday, but I await them to show up on any day.   and I feel the thunder grow inside of me, oh way (wave) tell me so much sorry (sorrow) don't you sea.

It's out there, waiting on the deep blue sea.  I tell you, we have to be a part of thee.   And I see you, drawing fom the well to be, nourished and filled up with bleessings for free. Can't you see, the waves crashing down on me.   And I ride the river flowing as a breeze.  And I feel the wind blowing on my back, to see the river of knowing come crashing on my back.

And the thunder oh the mighty thunder, I feel so complete.   Yet in the river, where all the flowing waters go, I rarely see the rainbow.  Come and stand with me a little while.  I will be with you in a few short while.  Come and rest your feet alittle while.  Come and have some brunch and smile a little smile.  And when you tell your song, oh the wonders of the world.   I say to you, we are going to have a little spell.  The clouds and thunder are calling can't you hear them now. I say, the water is flowing, just give them a call.

So many tears, so much pain in the world.  But I have my dog (warrior servant) with me, and we survive.   And I say, that this world will be a better day, because of people who remember to pray.   Thunder, oh the thunder, coming right now, it's small and loud.  It's going to be louder you can feel the rumble, and the sound is shorter in the call.   Thunder, lights the oceans, blue, and we feel like the rumble of truth, and below the waters deep inside, the thunders call and all does hide, to tell you, the sound is coming, the voice of angels that speak of truth. 

Thunder is the waiting, the laughter of all our shoes.  Flying and fighting, to gain control again.  And we say, the law of God is one!  And we say that love is here to pave the way, but what way?  How can we make it this way?  If we are fighting every day, and not flying to distant place.  Do we have souls inside the thunder?  Do we birth the day ahead.  In all the blatant and unforgiving, do we dream to fight the way.  To speak truth again.  To know the heart again.  The voice of angels inside our hearts, do we find prayer the way to start?  And then there is thunder, the small and loud thunder.  The rumble in the night.  The tumble in our fright.  There we roll out, on to a magical carpet.  And there we fly into the heavens.  And then we dream upon a star! (rumbling tears in heart swelling into eyes).  And our thunder carried us into the sky.   And the carpet gave us a ride.  And our tears seeded the sky.  And you know rainbows (swelling) they came out that day!  (swelling tears)  And the rainbows, that showed their display (tears) and we have a place to know, the glow of all the show.  And where we fly at night, our dreams carry us in delight.  If we remember that rainbows, always start in the thunder of the echoes.  And we fly to meet the dawning.  And we greet to meet the sunshine.   And seeds fall from above, the mighty stars that survive.  the humble and the child, where miracles are alive.  The thunder, the seeds of love that do grow.   The thunder, the place our souls they do grow and it's time to come towards the dance.  The eternal home of our land.   The motion of the stars at night, the heart of our feet in plight.  Over rolling hills we go.  Over rolling hills we go.   And into the rain we spawn our feet and our hearts find the wind to blow.

Long Pause...

Deep in the blue, there I will await you.  I will wait to the ends of the days, where my master of always.  It's the stream I know it's God.  My heart that longs and prods.  I shall be here inside the blue, the deep darkness who knows you! I await for you.  I push up to the view.  I hope you step the right way, to know God is here to stay.  I wait for you.  I wait for you.   I wait for you!  To show you thunder has a view...  I wait for you.  I say, you can dream too.  Just show up and find a way.  For God is here to stay....




Heart Song for Regina's Opera, Warrior Magenta person, Mother black nation. Woman
Title: Thunder that Seeds the Rainbows, the Tears of Cleansing, the Joy We Feel

Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, Elder Lavender Person, Father white nation. Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Crystal Person, father white child yellow nation. Woman, "Regina's Opera was not recorded, however, here the understanding was full of drama of the greatness of living. And we can never recover the song of the heart of Regina our beloved (in the wind), but we can swell our own heart being into riding the wave of contentment, towards the next joy or tears of pain that leads us, for this is the way home wards, towards the Rainbow's calling!"





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