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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Sunday, March 11, 2012

Stand Up Dreams Holds the Steam

Lean on me, I just want to seek. Lean on me, I just want to be meek. Lean on me, I just wanna be a friend. Don't you understand sin? We must be good to everyone. even the things inside the sun (the great dreaming). We must be a great big tree, falling over (to bow) to sense liberty.  Thank you God for everything, holding me close to all the sin. Even when my eyes do bow, I must show the world to sow (plant seeds of love).


I think love needs to be on trees (money doesn't grow on tree, but love does). Growing happy and so free, but inside my heart leaks a tear, because you don't understand fear (of the law of love or God's judgement). We must be vigilant in our hearts, just to know how great there is in an arc. WE must bow to lean on love, just because it's the holy doves. And when you don't understand, how will love heal and make amends. We must forgive those who hail on us, bringing stones full of gust. I want to share with you, but you must know how to be true. You are taking all the time, how can you learn the sacred rhyme (the song from the heart). The song we sing lies upon our hearts. We cannot folly or know this arc, if we don't fly in to the sky, how will we open and realize. We need each other to find the waves. We need each other to be holy and saved. 


Can you fill this world with love? I want to know of the sacred doves. peace in my heart I sing this day, but you always seem to fly away. How can I show you the path, if you constantly laugh (at me). Don't you want to know the great inside, the holy place that our souls reside? If you stand there and think it's another day, how will you know how to save? We are children of the sacred rainbow and there is no other show. We share dreams, this place inside. We are children open real wide. We are leaning on the sacred winds, but you must learn how to come on in (come into your heart).


Think you know just what to do, how will I show you the sacred and true? If you bow with me today, we could bless all your fears away. Don't think you have enough for awhile? Think you wont' always have a smile. You just believe that mountains are rare, but don't you see them everywhere? I know you need worship this day, however you think it's all thrown away. If you look inside your heart, then you will know just how it smarts. Sting like a bee, not a butterfly (to be free). You will know the arc inside your eyes. All you think is not a disease. Love is here to know of harmony.


Keep it still inside your heart, think of wisdom it's a perfect arc. We must bow to sail the seas, and holy is the devoted please.  Bow with me and say your prayers, tell me your troubles, I know it's rare, but if you share inside your heart, then you will know how to sail that ark. Moses came to show us love, but then Noah showed us, how the world could park, a great big boat inside our sails, we just have to learn to wail/whale. Sailing over the devoted seas, means you have to learn about the disease. Yet we don't have to succumb to hate, we can learn to hesitate. Think of your brothers and sisters too, they need all the sacred clues. They are learning to have some fun, but hey my sister you are on the run. Looking over the red blood sea, not looking into the blue royalty. We are treasures in the holy arc, remember the treasure we park, the treasure at the end of the rainbow arc (full of diamonds and treasures).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the heart of Stand Up Dream, magenta, violet, golden, gray.




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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!

Friday, December 30, 2011

Running River Shines On Thee, Keep Blessed in the Breeze!

(Right hand smacks/heart feels pain and left middle toe stings, physical baring brings) Hear I stand to hear your call inside the mighty halls, down below we share our hides (buffalo hides, four directions of the rainbow colors), the wonder of the rainbow tribe. And when we weep, we deeply seep into the halls of my mind. And dreams fulfill my holy drill (spinning to realize), the place gold lives in pride.


(Reprimand the impure state, now bless and pray until love is here, I stand hear waiting for your return) Can you hear the eagle calling? (love binds) I want to share the hopes and dreams. I fill the air with my longing, to bee a dream.  And when we call upon the mountain, we are children who bow and praise, it's my heart that we are longing, to gain upon this day. We are children of the rainbow, we are mortal of mankind and it's said in a story, that the spirits learn to bind.


We are one sacred family, we are one forever as we speak. We are not gone from the rainbow, because it's a shattered place we keep (divine sparks of many colors). Let us ride into the sky, where our dreams all collide (together in the sacred circle, medicine is realized). Let us feel our mighty rainbow, to where the golden treasures lie/s (within). We could be one sacred vision if we long to feel our stride (walk towards, wakan or holy walking). And it's where we are given a chance to preside (state our size/power, holy does not divide, but bring together). Come hold my hand in a rainbow, then you will understand. We are one sacred family, let us bow and pray this die (death of the impure)/pride(honor)/rise up after we bow(rebirth the spirit). 


Children ride the heavenly skies, then we will know which way to go. And if we join in one hand in hand, then we will be a circle demands. We are part of heaven's rituals. We are sent to keep them alive. We are rivers of goodness holds us to the calling of our prize (great treasures of the heart). And it's you my relative of the blue, that I am running to you. And it's you my relative that's true, I am looking for your eyes (vision realized). Can you see, we are one family, one place inside this reality. We are chosen to be faithful, to know of what we grow to bee (a great dream collides together).


Let us dream and be beholden to the sacred circle you and me. And we stand to bless all the people, to understand the warrior to bee. Come and hold the hands of your brother. And let your sister tell you wise/why. And it's where we stand together, let us bow and paradise is the prize. I want to share all the treasures, you and me, all the sacred leaves. And we shall bee one sacred river, when we share all that we knead/need. I want to know of all your stories, how you came to this place, what river you ride. I want to know just what is faithful in your world of alibi's. And when you shine like a river, don't you notice God is here standing by. And when we are true to each other, we will find a place to hide (a light from within, the buffalo hide, the holy temple of our lives/souls/spirit arise). Let the rainbow colors hold you, to know the sacred true within. And we come to shine a river, a place of love where we begin. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums, elders of the rainbow clan, where the river demands, love rule the lands. 

This Sacred Song Blessings is from the heart of Running River our Gleaming Rivers, a blue child (blue, yellow, gray, indigo-orange) and her twin sister Sacred Dew our Aiming Deer, a green child (green, golden, blue, orange-lavender) Sacred Song Blessing can be found at http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2011/12/aiming-deer-sets-us-free.html. To learn about the Sacred Fire Blessings, please refer to birthingofhope.blogspot.com



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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!

Friday, December 23, 2011

Kenny Shines to Hold Thine (you and me, all the leaves on the tree of life)

Where I go to the Mountain Top, that's where I take a leap (my soul flies free). Let the faithful find me, upon this Mountain Heap (stands the test of time). I shall live forever inside the golden stream (dreaming together with thee). God will hold me closer, to the place that I dreamed. And when I am here to guide you, I will sing songs of love. I will cherish each moment, just like I felt above. And now that I am faithful God gift me a rolling pledge, that my life will be a witness to those who are bound and left. I will forever shine on thee, I will forever bleed (suffer for others in thine hearts full of love). I will be your faithful servant, I will be there when you need.

You think I am not listening, but my soul is lingering in the winds. And I will hear your calling, just hold on to me and sing.  Where there is a place to muster, I will forever need, a soul who will come to hear me, as I will share this bleed (suffering for love). And there is a place inside of me, that calls out every name, I will be there to hold you, don't worry there is no shame (swelling heart to tears).  (crying and singing) We are all brothers. We are all sisters too. And my love will carry you forwards, to bring us to the true. And when you have forgotten, I will be standing at your side. I will never leave, not ever, because God always resides.


And when you think I am not there, just call out my name, I will stand near, for you are my treasure (can't breath, so many tears) (a moment of tears, tears rolling down our faces). My love I will be near you, don't worry, I am not gone. And when you need me, I will be there (gasping in tears), I will shine sow near. And when you are alone in tears, my love will shine on thee, for the tears will reflect me, inside your soul you'll see. And I am going to heaven, where all the Angels sing (crying more). And I will bring the faithful, to the lost and the green (valley of the darkness).


We are one sacred river (tears rolling down our faces) and we shall know of love, the place where we are guided, to be a sacred hug. And there we sing forever, the calling out for you, because we are all children, the place inside we knew (renew).  There is more than a tear drop. There is more than the wind. We are forever living, inside the sacred winds.  And Angels we do beckon, for song will heal our hearts. Remember Brother Sister, I will be forever near (wiping the tears from my face).


Come gather to be a sacred, a rainbow in the sky, where treasures fall upon us, when we open our hearts and realize. Come gather be together, one place, one time, it heals. Don't worry, I will not forget you. I will always be near. And if you have much trouble, remember, call out to me. I will be there in a heartbeat. I will be there to hold your tears. And no matter where you go my love, I will shine upon you, this day, the river of silence will hold you, for peace will lead the days.  And we will be forever, the place inside our hearts, the river of the golden streams, the place our hearts dew (cling to) dream.


I leave you with a wishing star, that all dreams dew come true, because I know you suffered, for God and all who blues (heavenly true blue). And we who are faithful, will linger in the winds, bring peace and prayers for you, because there isn't really any sin*.  We need only lean on love, where God is filling every hole/hold, the lessons we go through days/daze, is teaching us about gold. Let the rainbow fall upon you, know treasures lie within. Just bow down and cleave to justice, where love lives in the winds.


And my heart will live forever. My heart will be true for you (ringing freedom to believe in heaven). I will be there, in the nightness, when tears are binding to the view.  And days turn into rivers, where our souls will lean on love, because tomorrow will show us, how perfect we could be doves. Just remember, I will not forsake you, I will be close at hand, when you need my love. I will share a song forever, because I rarely cove (stay in port).  We will be together. We are never separated my love, for heaven will always guide us, to the river of the sacred love. And you will see me tomorrow, inside your dreams, inside your heart, for we are one living river, the heavenly song we never depart. Come close now, I will show you, that singing is your gain, just hold me, I will be there, my heart will know your pain.  


(swelling tears and can't breath) Take hold to my hands and freedom rings, forever I make this stand, because I am the faithful, who guides upon this land. And when you are in danger, remember, I hold your hands. Let us pray and remember, that God always leads the play. We are forever in this guidance, because heaven shows her face, the truth of what is needed, the sacred running grace. And we will be forever, inside the heaven's grow, the place our soul does spiral, into the treasures we do know. My Sister (Debbie), yes, I speaking, to your heart, you need me sow. Don't worry, I am the faithful always learning to grow.  And when you need me in the morning and the sun shines upon your face, remember I will step with you, into the perfect grace. And Mother and my Father, you know it's time to go, where heaven holds me closer to the land of sacred rainbows. (crying) I will be there don't you worry. I will be there standing with you.  I will be there, to show you, how to guide the sacred tree.  We are always tethered together. We are always one family. Just bow down and I will sing for you, together we are one family.


Leap into the joy of heaven, know my hands will pray this day, because you love me forever, I know you are the sacred waves. (crying) I will miss you my darling (significant other), but it's time for me to go. And I will be there to show you, how great it is along the way. And if you really need me, I will be there, in the winds. I will never leave you my goodness, I am always here in the sin (deep dark blue of heaven's love). And guide us, well that's together. One heart, one family. Let us bow to the sacred river, where God is running free. And I will shine upon that hill across the river of time. Just listen, you will sea me, in your dreams ..... in your heart (wiping my face from tears, rolling river of love's guidance).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. Oh Kenny you are the faithful, our love pours out into the winds. His Sister Debbie wrote: I’m calling on you and whoever you can contact for prayers. My brother had open heart surgery and he is having complications. His name is Kenny.  

* sheen: In Kurdish the word "şîn" (pronounced sheen), meaning "blue", is used for green things in nature like leaves, grass, and eyes. luster, lustre, shininess, the reflected light, the yellow road, where our spirit flies free, when we find the heavenly breeze, the blue in you and me, relatives on the tree of life. SIN is the place of the pure waters, where we must bow and pray, forgiving all the way. This releases our lessons to find the treasures nearby.

 

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!

Monday, December 12, 2011

Enter the Pearly Gates

Heaven's gate, listen to the bate (flap wings wildly) where our hearts know the beat. Let's flow to grow into the river of heaven's glow. Listen my feet, dancing on the street. I am glowing to know, how great your show. I am here to say, the beckoning of a new wave. And it's our heart that leads, come brother (earthly rainbow colors) listen to me.  And when we are to know, the grateful loving show, then hearts will race into a pace, where wings will die to flow (suffering for true love, eager to know). 


Listen to the gate, where all is at stake (pillars stand tall). We are going to the place, where heaven knows our face. Smiles and love will grow. It's a place to sow. Open your heart to know, heaven's open door (crystal child, the door into/out of heaven). Come shine with me and beckon all the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). We are one family (the rainbow clan).  We are bound to the great belief (dreaming of God's Oneness, circle of life). And I know it's true, the waking of the blue (heavenly road). We need you and me, the greatness of the leaves.


Where do you go this day, to open all the haze? Dreaming comes to me, to whisper to all the dieing leaves (those who do not believe, instead enter the dream). And when our hearts do sing, then we let it all dream. We will join our hands, not oppose any land.  Listen to the gate, where love keeps a state (peace and paradise), heaven leads home to where there are family of ONE/ness.  If we understand and echo (reverberate, repeat, validate, story tell) throughout the land we bound to sea (envision), the fruition of all the leaves (relatives).


Dance with me this day, we will open our hearts to say, "Lean on love this wind, that brings us everything.  We are great beyond the sky we (are) bound to realize, that we are family, on one big apple tree (sweet energy)." Heaven has a state, a graceful open wake (dreaming awake). We are bound to fill our hearts, when we bow down to the arc (rainbow).  Heaven hold to me, where all is a sacred breeze. I need your heart within (blue road, hear), not out there in the sin (red road, where). And if you decide to bow, then heaven will be a cow (a holy temple of sacred four rainbow colors), the kind of colors that say, "I am four directions today". We can find/feel our way, if we choose to say, "I will love my friends (helpers), my relatives in the wind".  


Dance with me today, then we will find a wave (rolling hills, frequencies of light and sound). We choose to live our lives in heaven's rolling skies (rainbow bridge). We cannot look without seeing all that we shout. It's time to let it in, all we feel even sin (look and begin to understand the treasure). And if we learn of love, then we could find our true, the blessings of the blue (heavenly), where lessons shine to grin.  Treasures hold me tight, I want to live without fright. Then we could come on in, knock twice and hold without sin (cling to virtues of repeating the story or validation of the circle of here, "I am hearing"). Relieve all my plight, then heaven's door will open twice (hear my song). Pearls will shine within, the deep dark blessed begins.  And we climb above to send our hearts of love.  We can cling/climb below, to know the sacred snow (blessings of the crystalline form, beloved child within).

White Buffalo Calf Woman (crystal child, door of heaven often referred to as the pearly gates, peace) Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (lavender child, gate into paradise, love) Drums. Elders of the Rainbow, singing the heart of the wind. We are here to bow to the sacred cow (the holy temple of you, where the soul lives within). Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, alightfromwithin.org

Revelation 21:21 And the twelve gates (rainbow clan) were twelve pearls (a light from within opens the door of heaven, lesson to treasure), each of the gates made of a single pearl (crystalline children), and the street of the city was pure gold (golden era of brotherhood), like transparent glass (clearly we can sea within the souls of heavenly).

Matthew 13:36-51 The Parable of the Weeds Explained
36 Then he (Jesus, Christal child) left the crowds and went into the house. And his disciples came to him, saying, “Explain to us the parable of the weeds of the field.” 37 He answered, “The one who sows the good seed is the Son of Man. 38 The field is the world, and the good seed is the sons of the kingdom. The weeds are the sons of the evil one, 39 and the enemy who sowed them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the reapers are angels. 40 Just as the weeds are gathered and burned with fire, so will it be at the end of the age. 41 The Son of Man will send his angels, and they will gather out of his kingdom all causes of sin and all law-breakers, 42 and throw them into the fiery furnace. In that place there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth (for those who cannot find peace). 43 Then the righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father (Great Spirit Father of Heavenly, whom shines light that cast out all fear). He who has ears, let him hear (hear thine words, for thine shall gather together, clinging to the tree of life forever and ever).

The Parable of the Hidden Treasure
44 “The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field (the place we share, green grass wares, the spiritual pair, thus on the yellow road, to and fro from blue to red, the yellow road appears).

The Parable of the Pearl of Great Value
45 “Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls, 46 who, on finding one pearl of great value, went and sold all that he had and bought it (in other words, all was meant for the entrance into heaven).

The Parable of the Net
47 “Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a net that was thrown into the sea and gathered fish of every kind (brothers and sisters of the rainbow clan). 48 When it was full, men drew it ashore and sat down and sorted the good into containers (clans) but threw away the bad (outcasts who do not cling to a sacred view). 49 So it will be at the end of the age. The angels will come out and separate the evil from the righteous (purification) 50 and throw them into the fiery furnace (purification of fire blessings, to rid sin and bring back to heavenly grin once again). In that place there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth (for those who do not cling to virtues, but cling to pain and suffering to gain rather than joy and happiness).

New and Old Treasures
51 “Have you understood all these things?” They said to him (Jesus, Christal child), “Yes.” 52 And he said to them, “Therefore every scribe who has been trained for the kingdom of heaven is like a master of a house (for what is written in the book of life, shall be), who brings out of his treasure what is new and what is old (we are the knew).” 

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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!

Friday, February 4, 2011

Greatness Come Sail With Me, Roar of the Buffalo Horn Leads!

There is a gliding song in the air. It feels like it's going everywhere. My soul is bound to this ride, up up and into the sky. I know it's bound to know life and all it's wonderful strife. And I am going to where the sky does sail into open oceans with clear blue air.
My heart does leap and find a way to leap, when I glide on air in my life.


Come windows (vision) fill me up. Come greatness, let me drink from this cup (of God). There are oceans and tides within me. I come to sail the oceans breeze. My soul does linger in the wind. My heart does jump and shout. I'm going to a place, where heaven is my grace, the open shores of wisdom that leads the way.
My soul is seeking out a way to play.


There I smile upon the wild, where heaven does ache inside of me. And I will be bound, to touch the heavenly sky and make it all fall down. Come heaven, let's act like a clown. Let us heal the world with joy.
Let us feel the open doors. And when sailors come blowing in, let us take their hands and bound us to sea, our hearts will learn of far and wide with each story shared.  If we only dared.


Heaven to earth, that's what we seek. I know it's seems but an open street. But our souls do grow, to hear the show with our relatives in the rain, pitter patter it's hear with us again. And I say, it's glory upon me.  I say, it's time for Greatness to weep (reign rivers of gold). And heaven pour from the inside of me; strum. I feel warm with your love you send to me.  I hope to share this all like a disease (rampantly shared).


Catch this wave, let us play, turn lessons into treasures each and every day. And when there is illness, just pray to be stillness and bring your heart out and say a few words. Share what your heart feels.


Friday February 4, 2011, Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal person from the heart of the Golden Warrior, Roar of the Buffalo Horn (curved space, as the path is always elliptical and on the way home). Aho (may your spirit fly), mighty oceans are known.
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Image: World Tree

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, January 31, 2010

White Buffalo Calf Woman Returns to Bring Life, the Sacred Blessings Tonight!

For Robert "Please say a special prayer for Robert (the star brings us near, the "bright flame" that glows, Grandfather Light). He awaits your return."

Beloved Sun, when does the bow bend, to know the gift of love has returned.  We seek the heart, that longs to greet, the Rainbow and devoted suns.  Daughters gift the law of love, the stand for what is right.  Do you not see, what blows in the breeze, the heart of everyone.

Come and love the sounds of birds, the singing of delight.  The green grass tells everyone, that the bounty is coming soon.  But if we seek without in the world, we miss what's just right inside, the heart, that knows and always glow, to bring us home again.

There is much to bring us down, but if we allow this plight to make our rooms, we miss the halls of tears that shout, a dream is on the other side, a place for us to hide, inside the halls of great. We are the image of so much to speak, yet, we can't find our way, because we think, that it's out there, but wisdom speaks from in hear.

My love, you are walking divine, when you trust what is blind (vision of your heart instead), and we can find the halls of great, when we trust in faith.  God speaks to the little children out there, does not your heart know the song?  For Great Spirits, they call us their children, the hope for everyone.  And heaven is the Song of Angels, where they collide, with lights that glow, and we can offer heaven, the sanctuary down below.

What we need is love this day, the truth, not, what we do not say, but what we do is what we say, to show the perfect way.  The unity of the soul and flesh, the red road and the blue (road), they tell us we are the rising sun, the path of no return.  And why would we want to go back when the circle of life continues on?  We are here as children, to be the rising sun.

Dance in your dreams and open your heart to all that is plight, know your tears feed the bounty of fears, that need an embrace tonight.  We are the ones we have been waiting for (tears), and now we must realize, to claim the hearts within the dark, the blessings, that purify.

Now my child, remember for awhile, the song, that gifts you love.  You are the majesty that longs to be heard, the river of tears, that smile.  It's a Rainbow, do you not sea, the heart, that feels this majesty?  I say, my love, get down on the knees and pray, to know, that's what we teach our children today, that we are but a moment in time, and we need treasure even the blind, for it's the song, that feeds all the nines (nine sacred directions), the halls of the divine. 


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Christal person, wakan iyes(h)ka or holy interpreter and Sacred Drumbeat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, Elder Lavender person, holy fire who binds us together, sacred deliverance!

Nine Sacred Directions:
Up1 and down2 and all around3, north4 south5 east6 and west7, bring us to the very best.  the heart beat8 (flowing) and the breath9 (flight), show us the rolling hills, the nest.  offer the sacred fire of smoke, to bring the heart, the light of hope.


For Glen (a narrow valley between hills, where the rivers flow, where the heart does feel and know, Grandmother Dark) "Many thanks, the sacred song blessings do dance"

Which way does the wind blow, I say, my heart speaks to know, but so many they don't flow, because they look away.  I know they need wisdom, but they must seek to find, and how do I reach them if they walk so blind.

There is so much waiting, for me and you come soon.  I know my heart is full of hope, the dreams, that drive us home.  The wailing of our Mothers, the Sisters who wait for love, and My love is waiting, to bring home the cooking dove (purified child).  I say, my love is waiting, to show us the wails of delight, because I am calling to the halls, those in plight.

I want to be a hero.  I want to be the Chief.  But so many they don't listen, to the old man, who sits like a crow (the grandmother space, many doors to destiny, where the spider does weave, the sacred blanket of life).  And it's here inside my heartbeat.  It's here, that I want to know, which way does the sun turn, when my heart does ember and glow? 

They seek magic every moment, but they don't realize, that they alone are the magic, that part that does collide (heavenly soul and earthly flesh).  I want my hands to bow with them, to hold them when they are weak, but they run away from my love, when do the Angels sing? 

Can't God know I'm waiting? (Great Spirits willing) Don't they see, that I am here? (tell me a tale) I want to be the heart of leaves (relative on the tree of life), to show them relief.  I sing to heaven above me, the sky that holds my tears.  I sing to the bellows below me, the shadows who bless so pure.  And I united the heavens with earth, to bring them home to me, the song of Angels blow within, I can feel it's whole girth.

Wake up, my children, look out from within.  Look out for heaven is coming.  And you will see, the size of a pea, that will bolt the stars into your life.  Hang on to your salvation.  Hold me close, I know you won't fear, because it's the song of Brotherhood, that will save us all here.

So much plight.  So much to drive away from fright, yet I know, that all that glows, is wisdom coming home.  Trust our tears, and never fear, but ask, and seek what is right, then all will be the rushing river, that gifts the halls of justice tonight (heaven knows, who does glow, the light from within, does show from without in their deeds).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and devoted servant, who sends sacred blessings tonight!

Warriors of the Earth  
 

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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