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, January 25, 2010

Lisa Asks to Receive Blessings For Her Family!


Sun, Jan 24, 2010 for Prayer Requests
To TwinDeerMother@whitebuffalocalfwoman.org

Lisa wrote,

I would like to ask for prayers and blessings for my Mother Laura who is trying her hardest to provide for her children all that she can and to increase the abundance, prosperity, resources and money flowing into her being so she has stability and security for her life as well as for her children and is able to pay all of her bills and buying food, etc.

I also request prayers for guiding me in the direction of my career path and being able to help clean up the waters, environment, conserve nature and help the wild animals out peacefully and with support.

I ask that I be prayed for with regards to living my life with truth and authenticity while letting go of fear.

Thank you for your nourishing prayer blessings for us. 

Kindly,
Lisa





Beloved Lisa, 
This is for your Mother Laura.

I bless the world above, the world below in love. And when we sing our songs, we pray we get along.  And when the children do ask, and I don't have a mask.  I tell them soon, as fast as I can, when I will have the room.  My heart always seeks a better way, but I don't always know what to say.  And when my life is filled with love, I pray, that God will fill me up. 

And when we are down, inside the dumps (valleys where the green grass grows), I pray, my soul, my heart does find, the hand that reaches down to me, to pick me up and deliver liberty (dreams come alive).  I want my children, to know true love.  I want my heart to be like a dove, but when the food pantry, doesn't fill the bellies of my children who fell (down on my knees again, to pray).  I want to be able to give them more.  I want to offer them more, than love.  I want them to know plenty of goodness out there, (tears), I bless the days, to come home soon. 

There seems to be a wind out there.  I want to be part of all those stares, but they don't seem to look at me, when I need comfort and to believe.  God tell me, what do I do today?  God tell me (tears), what can I say?  I want to be a good Mother who provides, like the soul, my heart, that seems to collide (heaven and earth).

There is so much wandering, my heart can bleed (suffering for our children, the law of love, we do survive).  There is so much longing, I can conceive.  And if only others could believe, that God is coming home to rescue me.  I pray with faith, I pray with love. I pray with God, to be like a Dove (to know my dreams), and each day, I put a smile on my face, when I look at my children, who gift me grace. When I look at my children, who help me pave the way...


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, for the heart of Laura.

This is for yourself, Lisa.

Everyday, I see so many clowns, they don't seem to look around, always foolishly looking out their doors, to see if they could escape with more (greed).  Now, I have to come and show them the way, because they don't look around and turn (the key to the heart) and say, that glory could be part of your day, when you pray, when you say, that God is on the way!

There seems to be a righteousness in the air, but also it seems that they don't care.  Now which way is it, down
(earth's light) or up (heavenly dark), or is it the sacred all around (evolution's calling).  I seek a heart, that fills me up.  I seek the ground, that shows my path (follow the red road, the law of love).  I seek, the love, that guides me true, to be a heart, that knows the God in you.

Now where do I go, when I am blue, I say, my tears will guide me too, the land of miracles, that is what I need, because it's time for us to bleed (the path of suffering, for those we love, the law of love).  It's time for us to care.  It's time for us to dare (to speak our hearts, our songs shall be free).  It's time for us, to know the way, into a heart, that prays. 

We are going down a road, that's true.  We are going down, to be with you.  And I say, God hold me inside your arms, and guide me, to the place, to the sacred ground.  I whipper willow (flight of the seed, that grows, and knows), the song of love.  I sing my joy for those above and long to be the help my brothers need.  There is a time, I dream of coming soon, but there will be so much havoc to get through, and I hope and I pray, that I know my way, for I am not alone, when I pray (others shall join me along the way).

Thank you God, for those who come.  Thank you for the sacred truth you offer us. And I hope that I can be, true to your love, by being a good child, for those, who need a dove (peace, when love is near). I come to your hearth (warm fire comfort), I hold my hands, to be the good child, who understands, and I will bow to mountains, when they shake with  your love, to know you are warning them, to be good inside of them. 

It's a heart, that needs to part, the waves of separation we see.  And I plan to give my heart, to those, who are in disease (who have lost their way).  And when they ponder towards me, I bless the very wind, that flows from my heart, to the heart of those, who are blue (relatives who need me).  I send the blessings true.

Come home to me. Fly high in the breeze. Come home and fill me up, with God's love, it's a gust (a mighty wind, that blows away sin).  Come home to me.  Let me fly like a bird, where I'm free, where I dream, where my love longs to bee (impossible flight of a dream).  I come home, to you, the blue of me (heart of you and me).  I come home to the beloved sacred tree (tree of life).  And I will be the child, who longs to be so wild (using my voice, like angels who fly free, the pure hearts), where rolling hills, bring me sunshine, and green grass . . . a new home!


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, for the heart of Lisa.

Thank you for asking for your prayers, we are grateful, for your asking, as you and your Mother Laura, have wonderful hearts.  We seek more and more people who know how to ask for blessings.  It blows in the wind, the perfection of your soul.  Thank you for sharing your wisdom with us! We leave you with this blessing!

We bless you when you are down (blue or sad relatives).  We bless you when you are sound (soul that sings).  We bless you when you are light (earthly flesh) and we bless you when you are dark (heavenly soul).  We bless you in the love, when hatred knows no bound, to keep you safe, with arms all around, we bless you to keep you sound (song of angels, a mind pure as gold). We bless you inside the clouds, when tears, come from the soul.  We bless you from the rolling hills, where the green grass, is so still (born to know your dream).  We bless you in your dreams.  We bless you in your sleeves (toil).  We bless you when the sky is gray, because we know that rain is on it's way, for Rainbow do shine, to allow us to be mine, the place, where my heart flows, the place, where I grow.  We bless you, through and through, to be the heart of a (k)new.  We bless you in all you do, because we love you!

your devoted servants,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter
Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand
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We are all colors of the sacred rainbow, and relatives in all the shores, we belong together, we bless you!

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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, January 22, 2010

Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky, There is a Longing in the Wind, Great Spirits I Follow You!


Here I come to you, today, to make a hill upon us to pray, I say, Great Spirit I follow you, to bring you the good news.  Where have you been I have been waiting for you.  And I am full of tears to show you.  And my love, does know when to view, how often my heart breaks in two.

Where do I go, when all my relatives sin.  Where do I go, when they don't feel the wind.  How can I fall down upon my knees, when they are willing to see the breeze.  Come and hold me, Great Spirit I call, come and hold, me down in the fall.  I am waiting for you to see, the good news inside of me.

There is a longing in the wind, I can feel all the soldiers coming home again.  And I want you to be a part of me, Great Spirits come home to me.  and I want you to be, the story of the leaves. I want you to see, how great we can bee, and all our lives, we have been waiting to see, the glory of the stars, the shining seas.


Sung for Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky (Lakota Sister), our Two Foot Club, her heart sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother.


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!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Sacred Heart Song for Ritch Our Dreamer Who Longs for the Sun


Everywhere I look around, there the sun has found only frowns, and what can I do, to bring them up, I want to gift them the life (assist them when they are down), "that sucks" (misery, and need to replenish their heart, the darkness within, where we need to drink from the Cup of God to replenish our souls, with the alightfromwithin). Come on children, walk with us, where the song, leads us down the hall, to journey in miracles, to journey in song, to where our Brothers (brotherhood) get along.

Come and see the rising sun.  Come and dance and be with the moon.  And I know you are going to be understood, when you journey inward, for all this is should.  There is a star, that is hidden deep.  There is a miracle, that knows no bound.  And I have the hand, that will lift you up.  I will be here, when you are down.

There is only sunshine ahead, if only you can open up your heart.  And I know goodness has a reigning hand, because my love, God is here to be a clown, to bring your rainbows, and put on a smile.  This is the way God lives out loud.  And we need brothers who can take their place, give your heart, for goodness sakes.

Come and see, the place to be, where the dreams lead us home to bee (impossible flight of the dream).  And I will be there walking with you, because my heart, it has a clue.  The wisdom, that lies inside of you.  Keep on trucking (to move over rolling hills in time, the dream dance ), keep on the show, because God is mighty and always knows, what lies in your heart, when you choose shame, for there is not time to waste in this gain. Come and dance instead with me.  Come and gift the heart that bleeds (suffers for others), and I will be there standing with you, my heart longs to have a perfect view.

My heart longs to have a perfect view (blessed crystalline stone river).

Don't live in shame this day, instead pick yourself up.  Don't have to be the empty cup. Come and fill yourself up with love.  Come and drink from the fountain of youth, the heart that knows, the heart that feels.  The heart, that longs, to bee with me.  And I will dream and unfold, to be the miracle, that shows and blows (the horn of the coming ages of angels). 

And I know God is waiting of me.  I know God is here to send us liberty.  And I know you can give in to love, just take my hand, and look me up.  For I will be waiting, to gift you love.  I will be here to offer you the sun.  And when you are down, I will pick you up, for my heart has longing, to be with you in the sun.  My heart has longing to be in the sun (the risen sun, is when the blue road of the soul, and the red road of the flesh join together to be the rising sun, to do what one says!).


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, the Sacred Heart Song for Ritch our Dreamer Who Longs for the Sun!


The boy's name Ritch \r(i)-tch, rit-ch\ is a variant of Aldrich (Old English), and the meaning of Ritch is "old".  In Chinese society, teachers command a lot of respect, and must be addressed properly.  Lǎoshī is the Mandarin word for “teacher.” It has two characters: 老師 and the first character lǎo 老 is a prefix which means “old.” The second character shī 師 means “teacher,” so the literal translation of lǎoshī is “old teacher.”

When speaking of the word "old", we must understand that this brings wisdom, with age. Ritch is an Elder Soul, for he is the Yellow Person, where dreams are born, within the darkness, to be brought homewards, into a world, that starts in our dreams.  Exhibiting the wisdom of age and maturity, always comes from our Elder Souls, "ancient as the sun". [Old English eald; related to Old Saxon ald, Old High German, German alt, Latin altus high]


In the word "ald" which means old a Saxon term, the Old English was not static, from the Anglo-Saxon migrations that created England in the 5th century to some time after the Norman Conquest when the language underwent a dramatic transition. During this early period it assimilated some aspects of the languages with which it came in contact, such as the Celtic languages and the two dialects of Old Norse from the invading Vikings, who occupied and controlled large tracts of land in northern and eastern England, which came to be known as the Danelaw.

The Vikings spoke Old Norse, a language related to Old English in that both derived from the same ancestral Proto-Germanic language, as with the Celtic influence, altered by the transition away from the runic alphabet (also known as futhorc or fuþorc) to the Latin alphabet, which was also a significant factor in the developmental pressures brought to bear on the language. Old English words were spelt as they were pronounced. The "silent" letters in many Modern English words were pronounced in Old English: for example, the c in cniht, the Old English ancestor of the modern knight, was pronounced. (How funny Holiness David always pronounces the silent "k", as he has the Viking within, that roars, the Golden Lion.)

This also was influenced by the Wiccan Religion, where "levity" brings us fruition of our dreams (walking on, or being lifted into the air with no visible agent at work; "levitation" or "Spiritual Flight". It may be conscious or unconscious; it is magic) which was predominate during these periods over the rolling hills, where alchemy was part of the shift from the darkness (lead, heavenly numinous darkness) to the golden light (gold, earthly luminous lightness), where men are free (not chained by their own hatred, but recognizes greatness in all beings), to fly in our dreams (to bring into fruition, our daily lives). Ritch teaches us, that history and age, offer us wisdom, of where we come from, to where we are going, in the eternal circle of life. It is the "Elder"  or "ealder" (patriarch, chief, "eald" old), the rising sun, the world of the inner dream, is where the the ald "old" offers us wisdom of the ages.

 
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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!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky To Speak the Truth



Sacred Drum beat

There I go, I see the world, take my hand and fill me up, I want to know, how do I flow, where do I go to fill up.  There my hand, will hold your hand, I will know it's you.  Just open up, my loving heart and you will see the view.

Come and listen to the birds, the song that comes from above, and I will lead you to and fro, the song of who does know.  Where I land, is over rolling hills, the sacred knowing truth.  There I go, to know your show, the land of the sacr4ed rainbow

Sacred Drum beat

Dance with me come and be the leaves, come shine your light today.  I want you to know, the ever grow, of the trees who lead the way.  And inside my heart, I will go with you, to where you fear the most, the place of rainbows, that's where i live, to bring the heart of host.

Take my hand and understand, that I love you deers, the way of the migration will sing a song, if you remember me close, and we can stand upon the hills, where the lights do shine, and we can lead the song of love, if you remember to dance.

Dance with me, beat that drum find your living host, the mother who gave you life this day, the remembering living coast, great spirits follow me, to show me I have not lost my way, I know I 'm going home this day, because I come to roost. 

And when you are sleeping and when you wail, I will be there for you, come and dance inside your dreams, so I can hold you my deer.  Hold on tight, give up your plight, for God has come home this day.  And I will dream for you tonight, to show you the sacred way.

I will show you the sacred day.   I will show you how to pray.  I will lead you home at night, when you learn to pray.  come and hold your hands together now. come and hold your hands this day, come dance with me, in your dreams come hold the sacred day, come hold me close, come close to hold, to bee the dance of the breeze, and I will be there forever and a day.  Because you followed me.

Because you followed the dance of night, the place our spirits flow and we are going to distant shores, where the rainbow knows.  Where the rainbow shows.  where the rainbow glows.  where my heart does dance in plight, because you need me so, come and hold me, I will be here for you, come and tell me, what to do, and i will be there for you, when you need deer, because I love you.  Because I love you.........

Because I love you............................the sacred truth will bee (impossible flight) . . . because I love you.........my lord will set us free, and now it's time to come on home, come and dance with me, for Grandmother will lead for you, just you wait and sea.  just you wait and sea,  just you wait and believe...................
your sacred heart....

I love you too!

Sacred Drum beat

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand.  Sacred Heart Song is for Grandmother Johanna Dives From the Sky, our Lakota Sister, who comes home to speak truth, and guide the Spirit of the Lake People home.  


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!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

PB Shows Us the Way to be Leaves, the Relative Who Strives on the Tree of Life!


Come and sing along, to make us get along, the place we yell and jump, the song of play.  Hold my hand today, make it a better way, and let God come home, to the land of yesterday (circle of life, that returns).  And when love abounds, let the song get along, to where my heart will know, the place I do grow.  And when it's all gone down (valley of the shadows), let the song get us along (purify our hearts), to where the song lives clear in my heart (wisdom of the ages, the winds of time).

Give me hope to yearn, for those, who don't seem to learn (warriors down), but I will be here for them, when they turn to see (pick them up).  The way of divinity.  And the song I hear, well that's the place many fear (space), the place of yesterday, the place we remember to pray. Give me strength this day.  Give it all away!  And when we are done with this, let me sigh with relief. 

Whence where they did come, to be the heart of the young (children from heaven), where whipper willows do bloom, in the stream that knew (perfection: crystalline rock river, where God does fly together as Oneness).  And I can fly with thee, in the land of liberty, it's my hand that turns the wind, when I come ashore (bringing brotherhood, an embrace).

Let the strength of me, give the life (circle of life), some liberty. Let the world know I love this place (Earth), just wish they could show their face (speak truth in humility).  And when I'm all but done, I sleep and run all undone, because it's the way we breath, back and forth to believe (over the horizon we do go, between heaven and earth, we do know).


You are a perfect heart, and I will add this next to my heart, to know you serve the world, in all you do for us, to show us a view.  And we need people like you, who come to help and roll up their sleeves, and there you have it all (salvation's way), a heart, that knows how to fall (a place to pray). Thank you...
This sacred heart Song Sung for you, PB, the (http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com), by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Love sent in the wind, by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elders at alightfromwithin.org



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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, January 10, 2010

Blind Love That Never Ends Brings Alexis to the Wind



The blind does turn an eye, to be with love that is so sweet, but when we don't look at the wind, we are frown upon within. We must look outside to be with thee, to find the love of eternity, to go to realms, where others go, to be the size of the majestic snow.  
The heart of one is beyond the song, but my heart listens to all out there, and when I'm done, I have no room, to be the heart of me. I must go down stairs where the river bares, the grief of love, that knows no fear, then all is washed away with love, where God has love inside to bear (the shining star united as one in the four directions).

I long to be with you and me, to bee the heart that is so free, but law must open up all to sea, the magic of God is divinity.  But when I look outside of me, to reckon the vehicle to find the sun, I don't know who or what I am, and need to chime back home again. 


There needs to be the grand stand, where my heart makes the upper hand, and then I will be the mighty man, who longs for law upon the land.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother who sings for Alexis "Blind love that never ends" for his is the wisdom of loving friends, and God helps him endure to know the Greatness of all the snow (the crystalline stone river from friends to relatives)!

Alex teaches us that blindness is not real love, but awareness brings real love. He (who) must make the stand, to be aware of those who break the law, (he) has the power, and must forgive others, truly deep in the heart. For it's the sacred daily fire blessings that release us from our bondage, where law of love is true (daily) forgiveness.  Law is the stand. Rainbow warriors who stand their ground, is the law of love. He (we) can only be happy, when he (we) does law, to make the stand.  Alexis is the Rainbow Man, with yellow, red overlays, where gray is the space of dreams come true.  Welcome home Alex "Blind love that never ends"!  Alexander is the "man's defender and warrior".  Alexis is also Greek, the root of this name, where wisdom collides with the world around us all. Teach us how it's done Rainbow Warrior!



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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!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Jay Red Eagle Sings (cries out in the heart) the Blessed and the Best of the New Year!


Why are you using my name and saying I'm singing on this page? I don't even know you. I have reported it to Blogger/Google

Relative Jay Red Eagle, you want to report to google because I sang a cry from your heart, that I HEAR IN THE WINDS. This was to honor you, a gift. I will think about changing the title, but what I can do is bring more understanding in the meaning of the title and the post, what and who sang and from where. Love is the wings of time. We are connected at myspace it seems. If you don't want sacred song blessings from me, I suggest you disconnect from me on social networks. White Buffalo Calf Woman Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Sent to: https://myspace.com/redeaglejay who is linked to https://myspace.com/twindeermother and to https://myspace.com/white_buffalo_calf_woman.

Brother Jay Red Eagle, you reported a prayer I gifted to you to google. I have updated the prayer. I think you forgotten me. I am near. Holiness David Running Eagle has sent you love. White Buffalo Calf Woman check here: http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2010/01/jay-red-eagle-sings-blessed-and-best-of.html Jun 12, 5:12pm

All my Relatives, around the world,

This Sacred Song Blessing with the title Jay Red Eagle Sings, means he was crying it from his heart and I, White Buffalo Calf Woman, as a crystal child of the Rainbow Clan heard it in the winds. I gift thousands and thousands of sacred song blessings and every single one validates the heart's wings. Lots of people misunderstand "BLESSINGS". This is A PRAYER for him, this is why his name is in the title. Now are we are going to hate people for praying for them and report them to the authorities because we do not understand them! Or forgot them. Times are changing.

Yesterday, a man was screaming in the streets. He was in pain. A Sacred Song Blessing calmed him down. He needed love, when others did not want anything to do with him. Many times, red men want to hide their feelings inside, cover them up, as they show us what the rest of the world is doing to them, invalidating them. This is sung in the winds by Jay Red Eagle, in which everyone has access to. Love is the law, not separation, yet we need to learn to understand each other, rather than calling in the police. They have other things to do than follow little children around just because someone can feel the cry in their hearts. I am your Twin Deer Mother and I hear the cries of all the children, whether they like it or not. I am here to help the suffering. This song actually was the the best of the new year. We want to become faithful. And we all need to forgive each other. Ask questions, dig deeper, to help our memory or understanding of matters among our family and friends.

The world is having a hard time being exposed/revealed. We have entered a new millennium and seems the rules are all changing. And recognition of the soul is not always easy for the world. WE are taking baby steps. Let us send more prayers to separation.

your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. Angel Services around the World sharing the great give-a-way. And home to the SIOUX TASK FORCE, where the LAW IS LOVE. stay tuned, because we will be here soon! June 12, 2014.

On Sat, Jan 9, 2010 at 12:22 AM, MySpace <noreply@message.myspace.com> wrote:

myspace

Hello, WhiteBuffaloCalfWoman TwinDeerMother!

Jay Red Eagle sent you a message!

MySpace noreply@message.myspace.com

1/9/10

to twindeermother@whitebuffalocalfwoman.org 
myspace

Hello!

Jay Red Eagle would like to be your friend on MySpace.

Full name: Jay Redeagle 

Happy New Year Greetings,
http://hawkfeathersfliesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-ah-ayhe-yo-im-going-home-happy.html

Greetings Jay Red Eagle,
Haven't spent much time at myspace, but now I am moseying over the rolling hills, and saw that I would tell you I have moved to
http://www.myspace.com/white_buffalo_calf_woman
your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
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Song for you Relative Jay Red Eagle (from your heart blowing in the winds). This is a prayer for you called a Sacred Song Blessing.

Come on down and sit a spell, and take in all the mighty wails, the tears that show us how to glow, to bring the heart of those who know, let the heart ring truth today, and let all the show glare and play, the song of yesterday, for we are going home, to the place God sold (free), to our children, who do grow, for it's theirs if they could, only know of brotherhood, where all things are paved in gold, the silver rings the truth ahead, where the Rainbows bloom of ever told. come on home, where the song beats red (red road, the law of love).  Come on home, where my heart knows best. Come on home, where my relatives live.  come on home, where the sun does set. 

Over the horizon I do go, to the place where all does grow, to the journey untold, where my song will always know, of the blossoms, that do smell as fresh as the clovers that wept, let the world, sing loud and proud, for we are going to the other side. Come on home, to the living does bloom. Come on home, where my heart does groom, Come on home, to the laughter we knew, Come on home, where my relatives give, to receive my heart for life, to receive the glove of life (rainbow lights of the four sacred directions that hold the heart and soul, the spirit that knows), to receive the leaves of truth, where the stories are grew. Come on home, to trees, that stand in a row, to the forest of my womb, to the place we always grow, Come on home, make a walk down memory lane, Come on home, to the place I do have grace, open the window panes, to view a brand new time, Come on home, to the land of loving time, over red road we do go, over the blue of heaven knows, where the sun rises every day, to bring the song of yesterday!

Come on home, to be with all my wives (everything is my soul mate, the perfect place), Come on home, to be with all my brothers too (brotherhood with a clue).  Come on home, to be with all my sisters (law of love every time), Come on home, where my mothers (embrace of love and lullabies) do know the truth, come on home, where the warriors stand proud, Come on home, where the wine (flesh of the red road) does turn to blood (law of love, suffering for those who know the gift of the heart), the color that does flow, when I know I'm going home, to bring the song of beat alive, to bring the heart of my stove (to mull over my life, to join with all the oneness and the Great Spirits in all the shows), I'm going home, to be the wilted (humbled) and the leaves (relatives), but I will be the test (evolution's treasure, karma), the blessed and the best, because I will know, that I am part of the grove (forest or orchard we do share), where wine (flesh and tools of light) and honey (soul's reward) will be the heart, of where all my love does grow, where my sweat and heart will flow, to where my love will always know, that I am here to be the pure, of where all my relatives are near.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother


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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