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

The White Buffalo Man

Suzanne Gallo had a dream. This is what she said, "A man with a white buffalo head (he had a human body with his neck and head covered in white buffalo hide and horns).  He was showing me a pattern in the sky, something about stars and something about it being a key. I'm really not sure where I was but he seemed to lead me to a sacred site that was in an area where there weren't a lot of people or anyone that had disturbed the land" 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star drums. We sing for the White Buffalo Man. 

(talking) There is a day, when we long to pray. Out in the distance there is rolling hills to pray. I wish for open scores of fields to cultivate, the holy sacred walking dancing praise. I gift my heart (singing begins) out to the world. I share my part. I have arc. I bow with everyone. Don't they see me in the living breeze, where the fairways are living streams? I am in there to see. In the sky in the might of the living sacred stride. I find my light. I gift my soul to the waking and bold. I gift my light, to out of sight. Everyone knows, I am the White Buffalo Man. I can stand. And all of my light is witness to the holy shine. I will bind with. It's a sacred dream. And we are all part of this steam. Breathe with me. Breathe with me. 

I know just how to blow my horn. I know when to shout and lorn (When forsaken; desolate; bereft; let it all out, to explode in God's word, that is coming from you. Let it all out, blow that horn, set it free, gift liberty) . I know the story, heard it before, just because you don't want to adore (recognize your greatness, your grand story on the circle of life). So take a sit and smell a flower, remember the soul has a duty to sour. There inside where the fermentation burns, all will be cultivated for this holy urn. Death to the child, who doesn't impure (in other words, cleanse and pray, to cleanse the impure away. In the spiritual world, the law is severe, one can die if unwillingness to purify. Love serves to destruction (cleaning process, much like washing your foods). Eternal life is a changing and a passing of songs, seasons of time and spacial fields. Do not misunderstand the heavenly calling, for harming beings. Instead think of it as prayer, that will cleanse the heart from sin and corruptness. Really much like cleaning a mirror on the wall. You cannot see the world clearly if it's all dirty. Wipe your inner mirror clean, to shine outwards in the gleam. One who does not sin, is one who does not learn. Each stepping stone, is the path of the rainbow trail. Each lesson in life, teaches you how to become your dreaming. We all move from impure to pure and back again, every single day. Simply the winds blow. We are part of each other in the circle of life. Thus we must be aware in the ebbs and flows, cleansing and praying spacial fields of relativity helps us have a happy life. We become Spiritual Warriors for the Rainbow Clan. Ain't life exciting? Or are you the walking dead?). Meaning it's to cultivate deer (journey of life). Show the chances of giving my guns, lights of rays of diamonds with a huge lung (air we breathe, the atmosphere). Yes, I can breath. Yes, I can breath. YES, I CAN BREATH.

Bowing on down the circle of light, all those colors make is surely sprite. And when I shine my willing delight, inside a circle of magnificent light. I will shine. I will shine. I WILL SHINE. Help me to shine with thee/you/we. Help me find my enemies. Help me pray for them, to share the circle of love in the winds. I will pray, I will bless all the waves. I will pray., I will bless all the waves. I will pray, I will bless all the waves. I am running ashore, where the template is paved, with solid gold. Solid gold. All my dreams are wrapped woe. Yet I have a magnificent view. I love you full of diamonds true. I love you, just you see, I will be almighty. 

Shine for you, I will bow with you, over raking coals. I will be true. Share my feet, to rage over coals, just to walk a mile over the heated rainbow. Yes indeed. I will share my heart with you. I have the view. Sacred and true............ I will share my heart with you. Let us pray. Come my darling let us pray. Come my brother, let us pray. Come my Sister, don't be gray (unhappy in dreamspace). Let us pray and save the host from the willing ghost. We must pray, show the way. We must pray, to show the waves.

Heaven is stillness over these rays. Above the sky will show you exactly what to say, in the colors of light displayed. I am the Buffalo Man who wants to stand, to make amends all over this land. Let us pray and sing another spring of hope. We are dreaming together, let us join our holy scope. I want to envision a perfect world with you, where all are ANGELS flying through this view. 

White hoop I consume. I feel the fire on my feet. White road I say, it's such a grand display. Where I sing for the heavens. I will bring to earth. I will shine like diamonds for all of this girth. Watch the night sky, deliver us true. We will be shining lights for me and you. We are the Buffalo Clan, the white hoops are grand. All of us together, are running over this Sacred Land.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star drums. We sing for the White Buffalo Man. The key from the stars (whope, the falling star, humble with the holy arc) will open any door, "True Love", a devoted servant who prays and dancing all the waves (streams of light and sound).


Suzanne Gallo
7/14/2013, 4:23pm
Suzanne Gallo
Hi,
I know you don't know me but your name struck me -- this may seem strange but I had a dream a while back, about a man with a white buffalo head( he had a human body with his neck and head covered in white buffalo hide and horns) . I have tried to look this up on the internet, but I can't seem to find anything about it. He was showing me a pattern in the sky, something about stars and something about it being a key. I'm really not sure where I was but he seemed to lead me to a sacred site that was in an area where there weren't a lot of people or anyone that had disturbed the land. Do you have any idea what this might be? or where I could look to find further information? Is there a male version of white buffalo calf woman that many people don't know about? I'm sorry to write to you out of the blue like this but something told me to contact you. Hope you have a wonderful rest of your week.
Suz~

Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother
9/25/2013, 8:27am
Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother
Beloved Suzanne Gallo, I am just reading my facebook email. I suggest you contact me directly at whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com for interpretations of your vision. You can also join us at a facebook circle at http://www.facebook.com/groups/rainbowwarriorsofprophecy, where I can be reached almost daily. I will get back to you, however, if I don't please go looking for me on a circle. Search me out. I am a crystal child, which is the eldest sun, a male soul, with a female sole. This makes me balanced, which helps the world. you know many men also think they are me, White Buffalo Calf Woman, however it's (White Buffalo, all the colors) about the Rainbow Clan, and which rainbow color one wears on their buffalo robe (four sacred directions in rainbow colors). Mine is crystal, yellow, green, gray. We share about this on this facebook circle. I'm sorry right now, I have to go, but I will make a point of coming back here to check my email on facebook. I hope to see you on the great circle with others. Your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy 

Sister Suzanne Gallo,
A Sacred Song Blessing for White Buffalo Man. You shared this, "he seemed to lead me to a sacred site that was in an area where there weren't a lot of people or anyone that had disturbed the land". This is spacial fields we share, called Relativity or All my Relatives. I talked/sung about it, just thought I would make it more clear. All is sacred when shared.

Thursday, September 26, 2013
The White Buffalo Man
http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-white-buffalo-man.html


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

Sing a song, and get along, to have joy in life, full of tears, because you know, the sacred flow is all we have to get us home! Dance all day, and learn to play, with all you do and think and say, because we need love to please, to open hearts and doors to be! Welcome all your relatives, into the heart of all your sin and say, "I love you this very day" and "I won't let you get away!". I will fight for love this day, I will fight to show the way, because I am here to love you dear, my heart that sheds so many tears. And when we hope to comfort folks, then we will be prepared to say, "Come pray with me, learn joy to speak, and song and dance will keep us in relief". Whisper song and let a breeze come home to know your knees, where prayer is your living sacred breeze!
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings

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From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
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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!
 
http://white-buffalo-calf-woman.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-white-buffalo-man.html 

Streams of Light Shine Glory (Rings)

There is a whisper in the winds of time. Take up September in your arms to chime. Hear the birds singing to you, in the morning dew it brings you, the drink of love, communication of the doves. All the whispers in the sunlight call my name. I will be there to share my heart without shame. Let me become like a star of diamonds, the song inside that makes us one. We are together in the sacred dance as ONE.

Listen to the glory of the sunny rainbow, where all the streams of light set us free. There inside my deepest pride, to whisper sweet love to you. It's dreaming in September (reflection of softer rays and ability to receive more light), where the Sun rides low in the sky, to greet each other to shine in better weather, where all the streaming lights bind. We sing for witness to this song, where Brotherhood gets us along. I say to you, my magical beams, where all the lights will stream. There I will dream.

I can feel the center of lights streaming, right through me, they glorify this space. I know it's hard to remember yet, it's part of September, where all of heaven shines her radiant face. We are part of this season, where we lift our hearts to the world. And weather you are the sunlight, the darkness greets you with delight.

Share your heart with a stranger. Walk hand in hand. We are together. We share this whether, which way we go, forever we will flow. It's the distance of time, you sea, where everything is relativity. We are more than the sum of men, we are the magical wind. And let my heart shine for you, how heaven always knows the true. We are sending everything deer, just to shine near......................................... you. I say, it's true. I love you too. We are the blue, from heavenly swooning, hearts in blooming.

Whisper in the wind love and make a mighty bend. Bow with the stranger today. Bless the streaming light display. Gift all you have to old ones. Elders who need a hand today, for one day you will be, Elder of the tree and LOVE will be blossoming forth, to show everyone the course.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the winds where lies the heart of Ma Premal Ananda. This Sacred Song Blessing is for :::....:::....:::::.(wind blowing).:::::....:::...::::....::: her heart sings forth in the magical snow of the crystalline stones.  Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for her heart, where the beat makes it a walk in the park. Listen to all that pours forth, to heal us off course. Witness to the friend, who needs a hand again.

Gifted by 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!

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!
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