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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Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Brotherhood Stand Free

Dance with me, I want to feel that tree (of Oneness). Hold me closer to the stars that show their worth. Dance with me. I want to play in the breeze. I feel the snow (blessings) coming upon our sacred toes (where we walk).  I want to know glory around me (blue hoops of heavenly), I have chose (the true blue).  Feel the street (flowing dream), it's open and leaning on love this day, but others don't know how to play or even how to pray.  I want to save, all my brothers who show us the way, but they don't want to know about glory praised.  Sow I stand here, upon the mountain without any fear, to know that God is leaping into the heart of our toes/tows. And when we slip on by, don't you worry, I won't lie, because I will tell you just what you need to know (show you your toes or where you are walking). Love will grow.

Come with me, this day, to show the world another wave (rainbow colors can save, brotherhood rules the air waves). And we could dance and sing all this day. And fill my heart, with love it's a perfect arc, if only you would know just how to bow (show humility). Feed your soul, bow down and know the growth, the filling of heavenly upon your toes/tows. And when we seek, we find there is relief, inside of heavenly that shines like stars with worth. Greatness divine, help me shine. We are leading the world the right way (with a heart). But as those fall (down and out), looking for all else to call (asking for God), not learning to stand up to say, "God is here, not far but near" (relatives without fear, full of love that does shove the seed into the ground to grow up and abound). God upon the stool (rise up and seek) and shouting out to the world (don't be meek, instead go out and seek). God is near, my voice is clear, because true love holds no fear.

Just make a wish.  Whoosh, there the star flows in the dreams told.  Whoosh, there is sound full of gold.  Whoosh, that's the streaming of love in our hearts, come be faithful grab the dart (those who aim for our hearts). If you don't know your waves (rainbow colors that could save), just bow down and pray, because love will fill each and every toe/tow (where we walk and praise). And when we are fused (angry with the world), just light it up to confuse (on the red road again), because that's not the way to expose (or know of real love in your heart on the blue road). Love is real and we show (the songs that hold true, to the heart of me and you, brotherhood knews).

Thank you God, my voice is calling out loud. I am feeling the world come apart (exploding from within). Now how do we love, those who shatter and start, to begin to lead our woes (blind leading the blind)? Thank you God, for sharing my heart, I know we are going to the place we adore (the next rolling hill with heaven on earth), but all these days, it's such a dreaming phase, how will we begin to know each beloved heart?  Come my children, walk upon your sounds (talk the talk, do not shock), glory to God abounds. And when we got started, how will be be parted, for heavenly will know her crown (all together once again). For heaven will know her crown. For heaven will know .... ....... .... ..... ..... .... ...... ..... ..... .... we all wear crowns (kines, kingsmen, kinsmen), brotherhood abound.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Drums for the Heart of Golden Cosmic Father Grace, the golden child who brings brotherhood to the flowing dream-scape. You can visit her blog at goldengrace.blogspot.com



 

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 30, 2010

Southern Season Knows, There is a Holy Place Inside!

Come my darling, hold my hand, wishing wells do spring, gushing flowing, gifting love, that's for everything. When we share the heart of the world, there we walk in bliss. But if we don't care for love, then we really miss, the embrace and the kiss.  Sow instead come near my heart.  Sow instead of grieve.  But if the tears follow you, then God will understand your leaves (branching out towards relatives), the heart that really needs. It's time for God to fill our lives, with what we really seek. It's a heart that longs to cling, to God's beloved heart. We are getting so much pain, because we feel it's true, the heart of me and you.

I gather to the ends of time, to feel what lies within.  And where you go, I do not sin, because it's love that glows. Fill your heart with emptiness, the silence of a kiss.  Know it's what lies worshiping, the heart that longs of bliss.  The heart that finds the kiss. We do sail from sea to sea, to join in majesty.  We are going home this day, when we do learn to play.  Come joy, dance with me today.

There we find an open road, the sails do believe.  And a heart is looking for, the needs we do believe.  Come and take my hands today.  Come and feel the waves.  We are going to ecstasy, when we learn to play.  My heart gushes for your love, the seas (all of God's wind) that seem so blind (not knowing).  But if we follow the inside out, there we are like the mouse, squeaking to cling (to life). Speaking in the winds of time.  We are where the heart does flow, the heaven's that seem so blind (glaring light from within, that shines), but full of love, that's mine.

There is time for all our fears, but love will sail away.  If we choose the loving path, then we know what to say.  It's God's road, it's the red road, it's the law of love.  And if you don't think God does rule, then you are not in the show, just think all your blow (waste of a good breath).  Instead find a wave, that clings to your heart.  Instead find a harp to sing, to know glory of God.  We are going to magic lands, where we need to find, the soul of love is in everything, where all is so much blind (a light from within, it shines).  There is a heart that is mine.

Glory to God in everyone.  Glory for all to see.  Glory is the heart of pure, the heart that disbelieves (those who understand love, know, when you are not using your heart), when you don't conceive (not believing in God, the Oneness of all things, instead you tell lies).  Birth is when we wake up.  Birth is when we believe.  Birth is the stage of time, the glory in the vine (connected together). We do sail upon the shores (realms of heaven, even upon earth), where dreams do come true.  But all you have to do this day, is long to be a prayer, sharing all that wear (age or time).  Everything has meaning.  Everywhere we go.  It's a time for glory in the devoted shore.  But if we don't know gather, then we must find the time, because we long to be with each other, Gods merry go round (evolution's pride).  The heart that never frowns (joy is known). The heart that longs to smile.

The road to heaven is purified (sacred blessings).  The road to love is glad tidings.  The road to where our hearts stand still (reverberate the inner glow), that's the peace we feel. There we go, to know other's dreams.  There we go in time.  There we go, to feel the world, when they shutter and find, the holy words are mine (and all of thine). There is sharing with pure love, when we seek the time.  There is sharing when we do care, if we choose this time.  But what we do instead of love, is often walk away.  But glory comes when we walk home, into a heart and pray.  Learn a holy sacred way.

Now I bid you peace this day.  I share my heart with you.  Tell me truly where did you go, when I sent you love?  I want to know, did you have a show, where you did not know love?  There is a holy place inside, the soul that seeks and hides.  I know it's hard to receive my love, but I will always chide.  I am here to believe in still, to bring in peace to you.  And in the emptiness you feel, I fill you up with love, the heart that feels like a glove (holding perfection of you, the perfect fit does know, the heart of gold). 



White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (crystal person) and Holiness David Drums (lavender person), for the heart of Southern Season, our Song of Heaven (green person).

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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, June 3, 2010

Lisping Wise One Shines Come Along and Find Joy

Come along and have a fun time.  Come along and sing.  Tell my heart of springtime, there my heart can breathe.  Come along to greet me.  Come along to have some fun.  Come along to greet the morning, like doves who bath in the sun.

There my soul it does cling to the open ocean breeze and I will believe, when the shores touch my sleeve.  Come along to the waves, come along to sing and play.  I know of God, it lives in you, like all the days.  Come along to play.

We are part of something new.  Let us gain through and through, we do deserve our loving hearts, to gain some broken pieces and shards (unite again).  And there we find a rainbow, the separation that does bloom, to unite and gain brotherhood soon, will bring my heart to you.

Come along and visit sunshine.  Come along to bee (impossible dream come true) a swelling heart.  Come and play, know the way, when you walk into my heart and say, God is here, don't you fear, we love you sow.  Come along and watch the distant rainbow.

We can find a joy in the morning.  We could find a joy when we sing.  Gather all the leaves and find goodness, let my heart find the love that it brings.  Come along let me find your heart that sings.  We are bound to revelations.  We will find our blooming hearts, don't you know my heart will find you, when the days, turn into snow.  Come along, and visit rainbows.  Come and sing and know my heart.  I will be here through all the follies. I will come to show you the way.

There we go, onto the distant shore.  There we go, in the sky so high.  There we go, we shall be missing, all you do, when you go over the shore.  Come along, into heaven, come along and sing our songs.  And I know you will be glistening, when you share all that is a song.

But you are here, don't you fear, walk with God and you will be near.  Open souls, with blessings told, I will unite, with all my might.  Come along, walk with me in the garden, come along, to distant shores.  Come and breathe a new beginning, when you walk with me adore.  Come along ....


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother (crystal person) and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand (lavender person) for the heart of Lisping Wise One, our Eternal Bells (blue person).



Lisping Wise One Sings, "There I go into the Blue, the heart of the world, where no one used, the plain and simple, "I love you", instead, they sought, to go for the few. Not only do they walk away, but they simply don't know how to pray. Why don't they seek out the blessed way? And if I could bring the heart to it's know, then I say, "Bless the sacred Rainbow". We are all part of this wondrous dance, but it's the heart of the Rainbow, that knows, which way to go. If only we could all believe in this world, then we would all gather, like we should. Brother shall reign, I know it to bee true, just have to take part of all the leaves (on the tree of life, we are relatives). Sisterhood bring the law (love) of this song, then all will know how to get along and bee free!"
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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!

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Which Way Do I Run? Is it To and Fro, the Dance of Love?

My life is overcome, which way do I run?  I know all is fun if I run.  If I cry.  If I run.  Come and hold my hands.  I will understand.  God is everyone, come let's dance and have some fun.  Glory Bee the day, when my love, saves your way.  I will hold your hand.  And I will make a stand.

It's the heart that runs.  It's a farm that leads the way.  It's the glory of the day, when the sun finds the way.  Come my darling, hold my hand.  I will be hear, to make a stand.  I will long for better days.  I will run and play. You seem to walk away.  But I know your glory is to play.  I know you have much to say, just come here and save the day. 

My love where do you go? I am the perfect snow (crystalline stone river of perfection, where love flows). I will hold your hands.  I will always understand.  Yesterday is far-a-way, but you need to forgive that day.  Yesterday I needed you sow (planting the seeds of love), but you did not glow (the flesh did not carry out the heart).

Today, I will follow you.  Today, I will have a new view.  Today, I grow inside your view.  We are going home to stay.  Glory Bee, the new devoted way.  Glory Bee, my heart can say, I will love you eternally. I will always find thee.  Now is the time, to glue to mine.  Now it's time to find the time.  Now it's time to give your heart.  I will make it start. 

Go ahead and hate my glow (flesh).  Go ahead and hate the flow (soul).  But I will be here anyway.  I will love you through the day.  I will be tomorrow's breeze.  I will love for eternity.  I will always hold your hand, because God always makes a stand. Because God "here I am".  Because I am, the loving hand......


Sacred Heart Song for Grandmother Dives From the Sky, our Two Foot Club, sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, sacred drumbeat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand.
 
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!



Fire Offers Purification
 

Each day, the heart flows generously to the open hand, God billows sails for us to flow, and when we reach our portal of space, what is divine grace, but the heart of an open door, who allows us to be who we are, where we go and flow.  Where we come to greet the rising sun.  Where we worship the Great Stream, as we are part of this dream.  Blessings every day, offering fire in all we do and say.  WE do gift the purified stream, where the water cleanses every thing.  My relatives I do dream, that I am your heart and the spring.  Here you can come to drink, and know you are the truth of love.  Come and hold my hand.  Come and I will understand.  Come and bee (impossible dream realized) with me, and we shall fly into divinity.  Let us bee, the dreams unfold.  Let us bee the heart untold (to utter).  Let us sing, to know Angel songs, that our heart, wants to come out from our hides and bee told.
Mother Gives Birth to Joy with Pain and Suffering, the Law of Love
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Four Sacred Directions

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time a fire is lit, including the Pipe! To the East and the West. To the North and the South. To the Up and the Down. To the Sacred all around. To the heartbeat and breath (in and out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!
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