Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Let Freedom Ring, Sing Brother Sings

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


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


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


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


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

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



 
 
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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Thursday, August 2, 2012

The Untrustable Plaintiffs Set Free

Main Street, Los Altos, California Sky
There are days when we are near, the love of God needs more cheer. How can I know the way, when love is here to seal our grave (fear of God, birth to death and the purification waves). Can it show us which way to go, around in a circle nobody knows. I am willing to see your face, come let us find a willing place. Hence forth, the will of time, come to me and help us bind. How can the world know love? If only they could find a dove (peaceful servants to God's Oneness).

Please my savior help me rain/reign, be a consolidated pain/pane. I wish to be free, to long to be the needs of those who shatter/scatter the sacred seeds. There I long to feel the souls, those who rise up to be oh bold (sharing the heart at the sacred circle). Can I find these warriors true, I need to be with you.

Love is coming in the rain, but I can't find rainbows again. All the treasures lie in the winds, we are forever coming home again. Listen to the waves of what we need, the tether of heaven has us conceived. We are no longer just an enemy. We are plaintiffs who are set free. 

Heaven come inside my heart, let the willing be born to start. I wish upon a star tonight, help us relieve all this plight. Come show us the way home today. Come show us the way to play. Come show us a time to dine, all together, let us chime (dinner bell, all gather together to break bread and share a meal, we are woven together forever). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. Sacred Song Blessing for the Untrustable Relative, related to Keeley Mills and her God child.


  • Please help me My native american G-son is going swimming with a person I do Not trust, his Native G-father said hes had a feeling of dread and his (G-PA) death, last night and again today as he was getting into the shower,,what do I do Im am so upset...
Beloved Keeley, Parents should be notified. Have you done this? Share your feelings with those who need to hear it. Grandpa needs to share his heart as well. One thing to remember is that indigo children always immerse with the most impure,  actually because they can see it, but also, it's the most of heavenly space, not necessarily safe. Space is safe when it's purified, meaning blessed. Have your G-son started blessings, if not, make sure he knows how. Have you started blessing? If not, start. Has Grandpa started blessing, if not, he needs to start. With many prayers protecting him, he will be in God's or the Oneness's arms. Unfortunately, many Native Americans have much to forgive and I am sorry he was allowed to go with someone you did not trust. If at all possible, get someone you trust in the space with your God-son and untrustable. One time, I warned someone about allowing their child go with a group, with no parents. I couldn't believe it. We allow total strangers to raise our kids, guide our kids and they don't know how to bless or be pure of heart. Oh the untrustable is an alcoholic, like many people in the world. He haven't found his greatness yet. The concern is when they are in a vehicle. Let us pray for the vehicle as well, this will help. Let us talk to dreamspace and to all the molecules to protect your child. However, you have to start being you, the violet child, the high priest/ess. You are supposed to teach about blessings. If you haven't learned, it's your duty to learn. In fact violet children are pipe keepers. Your duty is important to save many children of the Rainbow. Okay, now let us pray. Also, use your G-son's name please, it's helps when we talk about whom. If I recall it's Josh, but not sure. I am not good at remembering names, better at remembering the rainbow colors. We will do a prayer for the untrustable, to help him, Holiness David and I when we can later (he is not here now). Talk to you later at the circle. And beloved, you can write to me directly at whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com. Love and blessings, your devoted relative. White Buffalo calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy







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  • Keeley Mills Thank-you I am so frightened. I am sick to my stomach I just want him home safe..This will never happen again. July 29 at 7:04pm 

  • WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman Keeley, Holiness David Running Eagle
     is sending love to you now! He is a lavender child, who cleanses space. White Buffalo Calf Woman July 29 at 7:48pm 

  • Keeley Mills So Thank-you I am feeling a little better but still a little leary, his G-pa needs to get on this site, I dont know how to do that his name is Ken McCormick, yes hes Native, maybe can you help us get him on the site so he may learn along with me,
    what will be best for this very stubborn, Klamath/Chicasaw, Native Boy, he is so head strong. July 29 at 8:08pm

  • Keeley Mills Thank-you he got home safely I have never ever had  that kind of fear,in my soul..ever, and I will never allow that to happen again..bless you thank-you...July 30 at 10:41am 

  • WhiteBuffalo CalfWoman 
    Beloved Keeley, Thank you for letting me know he is home safe. Yes, I was happy to hear this, because he waited to drive the next day. This was a good decision for everyone. All our prayers surely helped. We are doing a song for the untrust able one now. All our  warriors down, need love too. Will attach to this post. Regarding G-pa, does he have a facebook page or an email address? This is how we can start, okay. Alright, talk to you real soon. Love and blessings, White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal child,
    http://alightfromwithin.org/, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy


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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!

    Monday, July 30, 2012

    Let My Soul Be True

    My heart sings for love today. I look for rainbows always to display. Where my song leaps inside the sky, I am looking all around to help me get wise. There are lessons each and every day, but I hope to realize, my sacred display.

    Going to wisdom, that's the greatest soul I know, when we seek above the sacred rainbow. Sky tell me true, when will love land upon this view. I see a rainbow, where all my soul can be set true. 

    There my life is looking out for the greatest show, where there is wisdom for all of us to know. Heaven help us, bring us home from all this shame. We are leaning towards wisdom upon this plane/plain. 

    There my soul is lingering to be near you, the soul that seeks a helping hand inside this view. And when we come home to the greatest story we knew, heaven will be here to touch the view of me and you. 

    I will shed my light for all the world to know. I will send my love out to glow. They, the children, need a hand to help them know, greatness is the sacred rainbow. 

    Come children walk with me this day. Love is always on it's waves. Can you feel the rushing river inside of you, heaven is on the sacred view. There I will be standing, to hold the hand of your demanding. I will show you just how to be the true and blue. heaven come this day, I will pick up the pieces of your parade, just to help you know, "love is on it's waves!"

    This sacred song blessing is from the heart of  Rainbow Morris Mandole II from Trinidad, a rainbow child (cosmic mother of the rainbow clan). White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. Aho and over the rainbow we flow.

    Morris's Four Rainbow Colors
    Rainbow (child or Rainbow Mother), yellow, violet, gray.
    note: Welcome yellow family, walks towards dream. Yellow family negotiate and often ahead of the dream, also because they are the dreamer, viewing the dream. Yellow is the fifth sun (relatives who dream). Violet the mountain and high priest, teaching others about prayer. Violet is third sun.


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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!

    Wednesday, July 25, 2012

    A Garden at Play Heaven's Way!

    Let us live in the heavens plate today (garden of paradise). Give us along a place to play. And within our hearts, let us leap away, into the place where glory displayed (wonder and awe). I am grateful for this cup of life, how I wish for more than this white (rainbow colors on the red road). There is heaven upon my shore (blue road), open window, longing for us to adore (it's beauty blossoming). Let the dreams in, into our hearts. Let the dream in, far from thine arc (receive on the blue road, away from the lessons on the red road, let treasures be known instead). Let the dream in, inside your soul. Then all will be wonderful open windows (vision).


    Here we stand together in a rolling stream, our hearts are mighty learning to gleam. We are true to each other the best we can (we offer forgiveness), just learning how to make a stand (take our positions and duties, aligning with the Rainbow Clan, as well as Man, brotherhood demands). Time is here beckoning near, inside our souls we learn to control (awakening dreams). How we wish upon a star, makes us human, oh be far (stand back and look in glee). We are one tribe in a million (stars in the heavens). We are one tribe that is true (continues relativity and the stone stream). For all our relations are part of this view, the dream of me and you.  Look at those stars. Look how many thus far. We are going to the place, where heaven has a taste of loving streams on the by-ways, high-way, low-waves. There is a place we praise. Heavenly doves (peaceful) come into our hearts, the soul is beckoning for us to arc (bow together). And when we sing our souls will bring, the mighty stallion (soul) running (flight over rolling hills) in our dreams.


    We are in the valley of the darkness this far, it's death (rebirth in darkness and tears) and confusion (stepping stone, lesson that reveals, reflection helps us seal - the deal, arph arph-sound of an ocean seal, part of the wheel), I know we must part (divine shards of light), but as we fly in our dreams, we wonder, how far we really are seams (bound and sown). Together, together, our places in time. Together, together, now it's time to chime. Together, together, the song that sings, we are relatives "Mighty We Bring".  Holy are you, and Sacred are we. Heaven merge together, for all to be a sea (envisioning dreams together). And when the weather changes, our saints come to pass (age old wisdom of the flesh), because we are mighty civilians* (peaceful relatives on the tree of life) that gonna last (ancient wisdom of the soul). Yes, we will blast. We will save our souls.  We will be heavenly, the place where earth turns to gold. The place where earth turns to gold (all our dreams come true, peaceful relations with you). 

    *Civilian:  The word "civilian" goes back to the late 14th Century and is from Old French civilien, "of the civil law". It was used to refer to judges, lawyers, firemen, police, and other civil servants. Civilian is believed to have been used to refer to "non-combatants" as early as 1829.


    Southern Season our Song of Heaven's sacred song blessing, the green child (green, red/crown, aqua, gray), from the heart of our Princess of the House of David. You can find her at song-of-heaven.blogspot.com White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, crystal child (crystal/crown, yellow, green, gray) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums, lavender child (lavender/crown, yellow, aqua, gray), elders of the rainbow clan. We three, the House of David, bring hope for the beloved children of the Rainbow Clan.

     
     
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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, July 20, 2012

    Child, Let's Fly to the Sky

    Where miracles blossoms will grow, butterflies (spiritual flight) are longing to sow. I hear songs of the true lark (she sings all the songs), the calf (four directions of a child) and it's spark (inner light). Where heaven gleams I am on the seams (edges of the dream), where living love grows to know deep (plant our roots in the tree of life, where tears flow). And singing and hoping for love, comes a shadow of many sacred doves (from inside of heaven, the darkness prevails, she sails). When will I fly away? I want to be this place. I feel the song upon my wings, let the winds blow freely over me, this day. If I could be true to the blue (heavenly rings of sound, the blue road), the song of heaven that I ride too, then miracles would be sown true, my heart would know heaven too.

    The day of longing has come home, to feel the sacred sawed off bone (amazing it has so much meaning, sawed is cut apart, separated, like the people around the world spread four directions, this separated them from each other, they forgot each other's souls. The bone is where the inside creates red blood cells, life renewal, this is the continual forever red road, the fire eternal. And when we look at the stars at night, think of the stars streaming and some images of the heavens you can see this, the many bright stars of heaven is the milk. This is why we call our galaxy the milky way. The sacred sawed off bone is the separated relatives -seen and unseen- are now at the top of the wave and going to be together in the valley where the river and the green grass grows), (rainbow clan, divine sparks of light, beings of light) the many splinters of the light, now come on home, from all their plights (suffering). If only we could find a way, to live in comfort in our display (walking and talking), to help our neighbors to be true, my heart is longing to feel near you. I think I will grow a foot (12 is representation of the Rainbow Mother, this is why in America we use a measurement system based on the foot, it's the Mother in the sky, the Rainbow Promise we are gifted often around the world and most Natives understand instinctively about Mother Earth and her promise), to be a kind of many loops (hoops tied together, waves, light and sound offer frequencies and cross over each other. We call it red and blue roads/waves, which is the basis of the Rainbow Clan, this is the story of the dreaming and envision or vision quest), the sacred ties of bonds we share, the relatives who need me near. And I feel like flying in the winds. I feel like everything begins, where butterflies turn around, to share the wings of their sound, the many flock to the true (all come to the sacred circle, all are welcome), where heaven is inside me and you.


    There are longings to feel the soul, but so many don't even know, which way to fly, which way to go, which way to make a bow. Gift presents every day, then love will find a way. Each child has a gift, if only we didn't miss. And all the songs I feel are rushing ever near, to where the winds will blow, across the mighty snow (each child unique and perfect like a snowflake, six sides is the blessing, the crystalline stone, blessings and prayers restore the shape, making it easier for the flowing wind to move through and not get stuck inside, it's like cleaning inside of our spiritual heavenly space/unseen, yet beams. wonderful way of calling the stone river, the mighty snow).

    Come children rescue each and everyone (care about your neighbor). Come listen to the sacred sun (a light from within shines from our heart), the rising tear (the tree of life grows up, from the waters and dews/cling to, of heavenly endures) without any fear, because love is born near (driving force, heavenly virtues). And I will be there on this side of glory (circles, hoops), when we share our holy smoke (breath, red road fire light and blue road water sound, cross over and merge together) near our stories. I will be true to you, the heart that longs to feel me too. Can butterflies know worship (understand how great they are, divine particles of light that dances around in hoops), the heart of this supplication (1. to ask for humbly or earnestly, as by praying. 2. to make a humble entreaty to; beseech), where we are genuinely fit (fitness, strong in spiritual knowledge and heavenly virtues on the blue road, to receive, validate and allow) inside our souls. But if we could only find our cocoon (rebirth), to let us slumber dreams come true, there I will be holding you next to me. My heart will know the sacred drum, the place I feel the hum (so very lovely said, yes the hum of the drum, our heartbeat).

    A sacred song blessing for Grandfather G. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings (crystal child and interpreter/iyeshka) and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums (lavender child), elders of the rainbow clan.  Everyone has four sacred directions in rainbow colors. We call the color of the child, by the inner most color. White Buffalo Calf Woman's four sacred directions or buffalo robe is crystal, yellow, green, gray. If you would like to know yours, please ask and I am happy to serve, for this is my purpose, to help all the children find their GREATNESS (wakan tanka, a great spirit are 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!
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