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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Thursday, September 26, 2013

Treasures for the Rainbow Family


There is a song upon my heart. I think I want to shout. So much going around me, flowing deliberately. Where I go, I wish I knew, just in time to see the view. Heaven pours inside of me. I want to feel heavenly. Wish upon a rainbow, there in the sky. Wish upon a rainbow, overwhelming pride. We are all but children, longing for family. I wish upon a Rainbow, for all the children of the sea.

Blue road out in front of me. I wish to join heavenly. There my Star can shine, to help all those who want to bind. Gift a hand to God, where my Earth has trod. Give me more to loom, then we can find out soon. Which way is the hands of God? I wish to long for the silver hod/trod. We are moving into our destiny. It is written in the breeze. God is everywhere, if we are pleased. Bow down with me. To see the sacred seas. I wish for a Rainbow, to find their family.

We are all together in a sacred revolving sun. We are all together, because heaven made us ONE (oneness, bound together). We are all together to shine forever in our eyes. To bring us to SUNNY weather, where love is glorified. Can you whisper music from your shining soul? Can you find the magic for the heap and the loaf? Can you wish for rainbows? And treasures for everyone? I am sending love out for this Sacred LUNG.

Breathe with me today. Breathe the breath of life. Take your hands together and pray and make nice. Live a better world. Live it to the day. Live it into magic woven in all we say. Share in the tune of heaven. Shine a better world. Tell the magical kingdom, all have heard the wheel. And together we are favored, as ONE KINGDOM of GOD. All of us together, we are taken to the shod. Listen to the stranger, your almighty destiny, because he may be your Brother, fighting to find family. 

We are all together, heaven made it sow. We are the Rainbow family, because we have the tows/toes (help each other as we walk upon this world). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for our  Relative Ashok Shandilya. This is his Sacred Song Blessing, a song from his heart.

Noun1.hod - an open box attached to a long pole handlehod - an open box attached to a long pole handle; bricks or mortar are carried on the shoulder
box - a (usually rectangular) container; may have a lid; "he rummaged through a box of spare parts"
Relatives,

Referring to this line in the Sacred Song Blessing, "Which way is the hands of God? I wish to long for the silver hod/trod. We are moving into our destiny. "
Wow, a silver hod, that's better than a silver spoon.
Trod:  to grip like the roots of the tree of life, walking or dancing.
Hoops and Warriors, Suspect silver color and rainbow colors in this song. He has not received his buffalo robe, four directions in rainbow colors yet. Read what others are saying in their stories, warriors. Everyone has much to teach the world. Remember that these songs I sing, come from the heart of those I sing for, where the winds blow free. We sow dawn for the relativity tree, spirituality.

T
hought this was interesting, a corner of a box flying in the air. This would be reflectivity, such as the yellow road provides. Spirit Jumper an indigo child, saw in a day vision, as only indigo children can do "vision as a prophet" literally plain as day. Anyway, she saw every single thing tied together with yellow strings of light, in triangles.

Think of a Box, which represents the stone or Star of David the sacred sun (shavah), the beloved child, the star of heaven, each child of the rainbow is. This box with four sides, needs to bend. Divide this box (four directions) into half diagonally and you now have more surfaces, which reflect more light, providing us with shade and painted delights. In the future all compasses will be three sided, providing for the spacial fields.

We are at our infancy of the receiving knowledge from the heavenly fields, most consider dark space, unknown (brotherhood feared), unsown (spiritual unknown, not realized or awakened), crossing over, etc, etc, etc. Most do not befriend the darkness, as most women have experienced. This time is changing in evolution, where man is learning to follow woman, by coming home as "Spiritual Warriors", cleansers and protectors of the spacial fields, including the heavenly dark space (sound waves), as well as the earthly light spaces (color waves). Bless and pray every hour.

Yes, we Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, think that darkness is female, including half of the rainbow clan colors, thus the embrace of space, stillness rocking. What is impure is those who do not cleanse, whether in the light or darkness. Streams bind us all together.

Learning to purify the fields, the spacial hills, well that's relativity, the places of the streams, you and me, the beloved tree, the stones rocks and hills, the waking of all those pills (medicine including placebos). It's faith we dream.


Your devoted servant,

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 



Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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, September 6, 2013

Great Spirit Walk With Me


I have a song in my heart today. I can feel the wind in my face. Where the eagle flies (holy path), I hold my eyes. Have me come to yee/you/ewe, where the song fills the breeze. There is a time for all men to shine. There is a time, for us to make up our minds. There is a time, when we are sovereignty. We are the season of the living in harmony.

Where have you gone, my soul I want to get along. Where have you gone, my soul I want to share this song. Where have you gone, the willing of this holy ghost. I am inside, where I fill up the most. Gliding, free, gliding. Hoping for the cherished trees. Dreaming to bring in harmony, where heaven is listed (leaning over, bowing) in the trees. I can feel the winds blowing, inside my heart is glowing. I can feel the winds inside, where my soul wants to ride. And if I can shine this face, upon the human race, then all the sunshine will show us the gold. Dreams unfold. Dreams unfolding. We are children walking hand in hand. And when we stand up, let us march together as one band. Heaven heal us, to make this stance.

I have a song today, listening to all your rays. I have a spoken word, to bring us back to this herd/heard. I have a willing scope, to bring in dreams we can cope. We are divine children, learning to run. Hold my hand today, then all the children will learn to praise/pray. Hold my hand today, where we can walk the same way/waves. Hold my hand today, we are forever in a circle a daze. Thank you Grandmother dream (space), for comforting me.

Great Spirit walk with me. Great Spirit, show me just how to; pleased. Great Spirit, I watch this world. They don't seem to know, just how to bow and pray ..... Great Spirit, I will beat my drum today. Great Spirit, I will show all the children the waves. Great Spirit, I will shine a k/new daze, where we are together, the Holy walking weather/whether (choices we make on the four directions of our rainbow colors, the buffalo robe, our filial duties to the Rainbow Clan).


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring in everything. Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star beats the drum. And a story is told, to make us all find the gold, where dreams unfold, one step at a time. Blessings to all the Rainbow Clan. Blessings to all Man who stand. Blessing to everyone, where we are making it royal suns. Blessings to the waking breeze, the winds in the sneeze. Let the holy pipe show free, we are family.

This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of our beloved Brother Between the Trees Sits Between the Eagles Sid Betweenthetrees Wade
 
 
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World

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!

All Together the Sacred SUNS

Wonder where we are going. Wonder about the falls, inside of heaven, it just says it all. I wish for the mountains to shine down on us. I wish for the sailing to find the sacred doves. And when you are out there realizing, just what we say, then our hearts together, may find a loving dove (peaceful warrior). Tell all the stories each and everyone, I will be there to gather, all the Sacred Suns.

Listen to the Rainbow, each child knows what to say, if we listen together, then we know the show. All is a great mystery riding those sacred waves. All of us together, shines a sacred daze. Make us a Brotherhood. Make us flow and stream. Great Spirits take us, in the heart of gleam. I whish upon a mountain, to hold the faithful heart. I will sit there listening to the holy arks. And if we don't realize, then hold us to more than shame, teach us to be together, the circle of the arc. 

Heaven hold me, inside this view, when we are the bushmen, who flew through and through. I will share my feelings, for others to preside, to bring us over the mountains, to bring us holy arks. Share my soul. Share my heart. Share the wisdom of heavenly arks. I say it's time for justice. It's time to pray. It's time to worship, the holy sacred way. And if you want to realize, then say the holy name, it's a GREAT SPIRIT, always knows the praise/play.

Lift your heart, bring the holy arc. Tell the world, we are going home to stay. And inside of this streaming river, I will embrace the whole, because we are together and there is no where to go. And if we look within, we find the heart of ONE, the sacred heart of together, all the SACRED SUNS.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, a crystal child, for  Zev MoonDawg Atomz, green child and spiritual leader of the Oneness of God. This is his Sacred Song Blessing, from his heart blowing in the winds. We bow and bless the sacred nine streams and four holy beams.

Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World
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, August 20, 2013

Cordova Blessings

 August 20, 2013
Good morning to everyone on the Hoops,

Blessing the sacred nine streams and the four holy directions, I bless myself, I bless you, I bless the world. I bow and ask if everyone could say a blessing and a prayer of healing and for restoration of
health over my mother, Judy Cordova, a violet child. She was in a wreck and when they xrayed her they found what they think is cancer on her lungs. She had her biopsy done today and i don't think iTs great news. Thank you. White Buffalo Calf Woman, could you sing a song for her please? It would mean so much. I love you all.

~My heart is breaking, can't stand this aching, inside my soul. I love her forever, no matter the whether, no matter the scold. Her hand I'm taking, while my heart is breaking, don't wanna let go. She is my mother, my Sister, my Brother, she helps make me whole. Sing for my mother, each Sister and Brother. Please God make her whole. No matter the outcome, no matter what who's done, I trust with my soul. That God is her maker, and that he will take her and make her whole. Which world I don't know. This home or that home. Please God take control, Please God bless her soul.~           Thunder Raging sings your Princess of Dawning

Aho_Love,
Thunder Raging your Princess of Dawning
violet child, rainbow warriors of prophecy
{ violet, aqua, magenta, gray }

August 20, 2013

Relatives on the wall, who is the fairest of them all, those who found the word of God, the hopes and dreams we set this far. I say to you, one and all we are in the worship snare. It's dream of good things, acts include, otherwise we get more clues. It's a bad dream that takes over the cues.
If daily we lean on love, the joy that fills the heart of doves, then we escape the judgement call, instead we find love after all (fight for joy each day, demanding it all ways). And yet, when it's hopes and dreams, dashed in front of all the seams. It's time to set the tears on down, to bring us back to the human clouds. It's tears of joy each day each hour or exchange will be the sour. And if we want it all to change, then we will have to make up and gain.

Sow dose(medicine/food)/dos(two), dosey doe (bow), the hands of God gift us clues. It's a mystery out there, it's clues to what we need to snare. Give up the hydrogenated oils, then the crevices of the lymphatic coils will remove, the impure that is set inside, to open the gate wide.

We set the sails to sea what's reel, the inside of medicine needs to heal. And (Sister) Judy needs a sun, to burst out of her fore (steps ahead) everyone. She begs and buries all inside, not sharing what she deems she must hide. Instead let it all out, then we can find a way to shout. Take her to the mountain top, where the fresh air will snare, the means and judgement of the flesh, says, I have to eat well, in order to slip (slide down into the valley of the impure, instead must have a good life, to purify, arm and defend the holy temple which is "I", four directions of the clouds, colors that shine).

Sisters one and all, we bow down to what kills/purifies the small (cosmic snow, sacred dust), because it's time to gratify the impure of our lives (acknowledge and heal). And if the impure finds it's shame, then they will only find the blame, but if they choose to look at love, the lessons, the hearts of the mighty doves. And eagles will fly and prayers will die/cleanse and all will be pure in my heart, for she is a pillar of salt. Crystalline snow find me dashed, where it is impure, let me snare, cleanse it up with love uncompared, then I will love my life. I will pretend for awhile, but then, I will truly wear a smile, where heaven on earth needs a child. I must learn to pray, while I am nailed (to the cross, the box, the crystalline stone, the lesson, the treasure, the perfect measure, let's forgive and take hold of the righteous and the bold).

Let us remove all that is impure, by removing the contaminants after all (body will clean itself), that is remove the clogging effect, the hydrogenated oil begets (enlarged lymphatic nodes, similar to what cancer does, any serious infection for that matter).

My Princess of Dawning, Mama's going to care about all the children, because she is the snare. She pulls all the impure, while taking care of you, but she needs to learn to take close attention to the clues. She must cleanse herself, in order for the flew, where she can send revelation out to the seas. She needs envisioning (gathering, spirit flight, cleansing, sauna/inipi/sweat).

Now we will set in motion the song you requested deer, because it's about how we can really make a smear (on the painting). We want to dream about the good life, just have to make it true, when love fights for joyful daze and get's it's love on through. Let's start with prayers that imbue, hourly too.

Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child, Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand, elder lavender child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Sacred Song Blessings for Sister Judy, a violet child
We are living in a space and time. Thought I would have more to bind. Yet as I look around my life. I don't see why. I will have to give up my soul, to betterment of all that is gold. Heaven sent me here to you, my family I need to get clues. 

All my spirit wants to rise, yet inside I find my surprise. All this change inside of me. How will I stay the sane. I have to better all that I gift, because it's heaven on my rift. There in the circle of mighty things, I land my corner to let it ring. My voice carry me through. God almighty I hear you too. we are slumbering down on Earth, let me show the world my worth. Let me show how to overcome this dirt (red road of many mighty lessons).

Whence I did come, to share my wisdom on the run. Over the hills and mighty snow, I will come to know. All my children looking at me, because I am the greatest tree, they need me and I need them. Hold on to the wind. We have much to dew again. Look at the painting in the sky, the picture seems sow very wide. All my colors looking at me. Can I find this judgement pleased. We are children of the sacred suns. Walking together on the run. I have to share with all my folks, the waking of the holy host. Bless and pray, teach sun rays. Mighty diamonds and her rays. Gift of love for everyone. Gift of settling to the sun.   

Set in my heart, all the *bows that break/brake. Set in my heart, the slumbering we take. Set in my heart, the joy that overcomes. I will find the reason why. I will find the reason in the sky. I will find the answer to love. I will find a way, to overcome and pray. I will find a way, to overcome and pray.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for Sister Judy Cordova.

August 20, 2013

Relatives,
*bows that break/brake.

Holiness David, lavender child, saw, boughs, bowing branch on a tree, strength to hold.
Wbcw, crystal child saw, forward/bow on a boat, crashing with each wave, like a heartbeat.

brake: stop, look and listen
break: sit and absorb/reflect/know/soar
Elders, alightfromwithin.org

August 20, 2013
Dear Charlene, Thunder Raging,Thank you for letting us know about your mother, Judy.  Here is a prayer and a bit of wisdom for your mother:

Dear Great Spirit,
We pray to for Judy Cordova.  We pray that she gets healed and that her health is restored.  We pray using Your love and our love, that all of our love will heal. We ask the Holy Spirit to heal and to teach us how to heal.  Remind to pray often every day.  Remind us that our faith is our strength in healing. Amen

“There is NO problem, in ANY situation, that faith will not solve. (A Course in Miracles, Chapter 17, section 6)

Love and blessings to you and yours,
Holiness David (Running Eagle Shooting Star our Father Red Hand)
Elder Lavender Child
alightfromwithin.org
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

August 23, 2013

Hello Relatives, My soul family, 
I bless the sacred nine streams and the four holy directions, I bless myself, I bless the world. Bless you both Twin Deer Mother and Holiness David, for the song and prayer. I've been reflecting on what you said and I want to thank you for being here for everyone. You may not realize this, but for me anyway, the only reason I ever even open up my gmail is to see if you've posted anything. So, thank you for posting even when no one says anything about it. Thank you for not getting discouraged or giving up. I'll read it a few more times before I decide how to approach my Mother with it. I know also, as you said, that she needs to do a spirit flight for healing. I just don't know if she would be willing to do it.

I lovve y'all. Thank you again, sending my love on the winds, and over and through, love straight to you, my family of blue.

Love, Thunder Raging your Princess of Dawning, 

violet child, rainbow warrior of prophecy
{ violet, aqua, magenta, gray }

August 23, 2013
Dear Charlene, Thunder Raging our Princess of Dawning,We thank you again!  How wonderful!  Thank you!  This is really helping us, you know! (alightfromwithin.org/donation - giving to Elders)

May we pray:
Dear Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother,
We are always grateful for the fruits that You give us.  We are always grateful for the fruits that Princess of Dawning gives us. May the giving of others bring happiness to all.  May the love of  a  few bring happiness to all. Amen
Thanks again.  We are very grateful.

Love and blessings to you and yours,
Holiness David
(Running Eagle Shooting Star our Father Red Hand)
Elder Lavender Child
alightfromwithin.org
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy


August 25, 2013

Aho Relatives, Princess of Dawning,
We received your message and have been sharing in our hearts and singing in the winds. We love you. Blessing, bowing, to all the winds that ground, from the up side, down side and all around. Blessings and bowing to the sacred nine streams, through the colors that make us believe. Blessings and bowing to the four holy bonds, the illumination that allows us to become clouds.

We await the knews of Mama's end results, Judy who needs love, that's the way on through.

Love and blessings,
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

ps. Love and blessings abound. Kisses and hugs for all that sounds, swirling all around. 



September 2, 2013

Greetings Thunder Raging our Princess of Dawning,

This is for You and your Mother.
 

White Buffalo Calf woman your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy


September 3, 2013

Greeting and blessings to family and clan,

Blessings for taking such a wonderful hand
In the caring and healing of each sacred soul
Sounding the call
For them to be whole
Singing the song and singing it loud
 Rising above the noise of the crowd
 The song of love we sing for you
 Setting it out with the mourning dew
 The song for our mothers
 This sacred earth
 Our precious mothers
   

Who gave us birth
Oh mother oh mother    
Please hear this cry
We long to be with you
 In our home in the sky
 When time has come
 And we know it will
 Make us all holy
 So we can be with you still
 Oh mother and father
 We love you indeed
 Makes us all holy
 Sow sacred seed
 And send out our blessings
 Into the stars
 Oh mother and father
 Carry them far
 To heavenly lands
 So precious and clean
 Where we will remember
 What everything means
 

My blessings and love to the sacred hoops,
So thankful, to be in the loop.

Humbly and respectfully,
I AM
Mary Bee Holder
(Be merry)


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Pray With Elders around the World

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, July 7, 2013

Open Road Galloping Into the Sun

Welcome into our hearts, Sister Catherine, aqua child of Coyote Thunder Farm and all our Relatives,

Don't think I jumped around and swung my lasso/arms as much as I have with this song, plus I was moving or riding a galloping horse for sure. 

Sister Thunder Raging (violet child, third sun) always send me jumping in joy when I share her songs, yet our Sister Catherine (aqua child, eldest daughter) really did work me up into a sweat even in this short song with the body motion that was singing as well. Aunt Seasons That Sing (silver child), always says, "I wish I could see you dancing". Yet, she and others often know and feel my show on this end of a Song, a Sacred Song Blessing. There is a whole song, both sound and motion in all the Sacred Song Blessings. A story to share for sure, from the heart concerned. 

In the days ahead, many song will be caught on video by others, when we start to share during the GREAT MIGRATION (moving from Jewish synagogues and Native American centers, till finally to Pineridge Reservation, South Dakota, via Taos, New Mexico from the San Francisco bay area, presently located. One big circle, then finally back home after eons and eons of time, our souls return to All our Relatives).

your devoted servants, White Buffalo Calf Woman sings (Lakota, I stand, crystal child, eldest sun) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums (Dakota, I wind, lavender child, second daughter), for the heart of our Sister Catherine (Nakota, I embrace, aqua child, eldest daughter). This is her Sacred Song Blessing. From Elders of the Rainbow Clan, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World. We all belong together, the four directions of the GREAT CIRCLE, that includes you too!

We bow and bless the sacred nine streams and four holy directions with fire and water, to cleanse all the fields. Many daily blessings, to complete and seal us all together on the wheel/we'll (we will).

Open Road Galloping Into the Sun (Name of this Sacred Song Blessing, sound file)
07052013OpenRoadGallopingIntoTheSunCatherineEvansSacredSongBlessing.mp3
https://soundcloud.com/whitebuffalocalfwoman/openroadgallopingintothesun

Sister Catherine, aqua child, Nakota Relative


The four directions in rainbow colors, the Buffalo Robe
buffalo robe: aqua, violet, silver, gray

aqua: leader of men, sky clouds
violet: pipe keeper, high priest, mountain
silver: cosmic woman, seeking paradise, mirror to the physical world
gray: grandmother dreamspace, shared eyes, spider weaves us together

Extremely brief, please look at blogs http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com or/and http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com. In the search box on these pages, enter color and many Songs and Sharing/explanations will show up for many of our Relatives. There is lots to learn from every single urn, each child of the Rainbow s/miles.

Catherine of Coyote Thunder Farm writes to Elder, White Buffalo Calf Woman July 3, 2013.

Grandmother...
(referring to White Buffalo Calf Woman, as this is a respectful way to address an Elder Woman, however the true Grandmother is the gray child, we bow with gratitude)

Please do not mis understand me.
I want to know you. I am a relative. I come
To you as child does seeking the wisdom
Of a elder. I think I may be able to help
Somehow make a change.

I touched with my eyes the White
Buffalow Calf —Yellow Medicine Dancing Boy
I have smoked with the elders—the sacred
Chanupa held by Arvol Looking horse. Before this Things
Have been happening on my farm-a truly
Sacred place. I believe the place has some
Very powerful medicine.
I want to come to a deeper understanding .
I need to share this. Its important.
I come to you as a blood relative. I was given
A message by a elder. I am certain that
I know what I am
Saying is very real and I want to be careful
Because the technology of computers is new to me.
Also, let me add that I do not have things like credit cards
And such.
Surly I would give of myself in any
Way possible..and I do when I can
.... And, I did indeed give money
To the elders. I always would (being part of the great give-a-way).

Mitakuye Oyasin
(all my relations)
Catherine of Coyote Thunder Farm

Journal entries sent forwards from Catherine that resonate with her:

1. I bless you as you walk on the world. I bless you as you wilt with the absurd (bow with humility and listening to the stories told). I bless you when we find the place, to communicate and alleviate. I bless you to bring stars of life, inside of your heart and gift it light. I bless you wherever you choose to bee, the greatest dream that wheeze (blowing freely in the winds). I bless the steps that show your fate, to learn to open up and receive all gapes (valley of the rings, between, the twix). I bless you as you move on up, to ascend and drink from God's cup. I bless you as you move on down, the soul descends to make glorious sound. I bless you nine sacred streams. I bless you with the holy four beams/directions. I bless all that comes out of you, to bring inside the ring of the truth. I bless you ... I love you! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Mitakuye Oyasin
(all my relations)
Catherine of Coyote Thunder Farm

Image: Shooting rays of diamonds, blessings!

2. In that heart inside of you is the living breeze of love. The truth that sets you free, the heart of you and me. The drum (master drummer of the heart beat is Holiness and Sacredness) will be the true love that keeps the truth. We are not free until, the day of pure come home. I wait for Her (souls realm of heaven) to come and breath upon the Sun (physical realm of earth). I take the Blind (unable to see own perfection) with me and know the coming Breeze (wind from the waters of reflection of the living heart of Oneness) will set my Mother free to know the love of thee (Lights of the beloved children).


Time has begun, until the Spring of sun, the notion of undone, is only the beginning run, so let me go be free and know the blooming breeze, the place i run home free, the place i know of thee, down below "ka-hah-toke." (The place where the heart's path walks the sacred gardens, when the feet touch the body of Mothers Earth, the place light and darkness join and begin the journey.) White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

Mitakuye Oyasin
(all my relations)
Catherine of Coyote Thunder Farm

3. Lakota Instructions for Living

Friend do it this way - that is,
whatever you do in life,
do the very best you can
with both your heart and mind.

And if you do it that way,
the Power Of The Universe
will come to your assistance,
if your heart and mind are in Unity.
 When one sits in the Hoop Of The People,
one must be responsible because
All of Creation is related.
And the hurt of one is the hurt of all.
And the honor of one is the honor of all.
And whatever we do effects everything in the universe.

If you do it that way - that is,
if you truly join your heart and mind
as One - whatever you ask for,
that's the Way It's Going To Be.


passed down from White Buffalo Calf Woman (in the winds)

Mitakuye Oyasin
(all my relations)
Catherine of Coyote Thunder Farm

All my Relatives (Mitakuye Oyasin, Mitak Oyate, the center I ride),
Sending a note to this sharing (Lakota Instructions for Living) about what has been passed down through the winds. I really don't talk this way, but rather sing/ride the waves, because this was brought forwards in the winds, through other eyes. I do not disagree, yet as a Lakota Sioux, I would start with Relative, rather than Friend. However Friend means a helper upon the Red Road where the Law is LOVE. And it is good way.

The Heart is the Blue road, where we talk/feel/water/hear sound waves, circles extending outwards from a center, like sonar or a rock falling into water ripples. 

The Mind is the Red road, where we walk/think/fire/see color waves, moving around a circle, where blossoming erupts forth to know the perfect course, when blessings are all the worth/y.

When we can move to and fro, like the rainbow, we reflect like the moon and soon we go swooning/romancing the ebb and flow, to find the most amazing glow, where the gold is grown and sown, the yellow road where dreams are fulfilled, the passing of the reels (connected by yellow strands of triangles, all things, such is an Indigo child visions, our beloved Spirit Jumper, indigo child, third daughter). Catch that relative by their side, to make them dew the blessings, for all to rise, ascend my little child, arise, to bow down like a child, descend my spiritual soul, to dig down deep below. Thus the tree of life grows, through the cosmic flow of the sacred snow (orbs of light, crystalline stones, beings of light, blowing in the wind, when pure of heart is known)!

In this part of this sharing:

When one sits in the Hoop Of The People,
one must be responsible because
All of Creation is related.
And the hurt of one is the hurt of all.
And the honor of one is the honor of all.
And whatever we do effects everything in the universe.


When sharing with all the Relatives and we are all related (relativity), we sit in a circle and receive all the talks or the story telling of the heart of each other. We are weaved together in dreamspace, what is often referred to as Grandmother Spider. We are connected to each other and there is no way out of this binding, only a way IN, towards each other, because it's a matter of fact, that this world depends on ALL who are abundantly a part of, the whole, the HOOPs, interwoven and connected through out time and space. Without our understanding of the universe, there is STILL/ness FAITH that leaps us forwards in evolution. We are part of each other. This is why we must share our hearts with each other every day, through the validation process, "What did you say?", "Did I get it right this way?", "Did I tell the story correctly?" Repeating is the echo of the heart path, where the blue road of heaven lasts and lasts. We are responsible for each other and this realization is coming to terms with the world. The shift starts in your heartbeat. Dream a good dream, means to dance and sing and bless all the rings, then each day will be purified and alive. Blessings to the sacred nine streams and four holy directions, that bring us to the fire and water, the cursed mile and yet, we still smile, because it's true love that finds all the wiles, the great dream approaches this child, you and me.

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


Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal) 
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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!
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