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

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

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

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

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Monday, February 20, 2012

Care About What You Do!

Solstice Sun
(singing) We are part of the magical world of the divine. Come let our hearts shine. Come be a grateful song in the wind. Here we stand to chime. Let the bow break (upon the crashing waves) and the song sea, the winding (curved road) path ahead. Listen to all of the world, come share the songs we sing today, to be inside the gray (Grandmother Dream Space, embracing atoms). I say to you, be part of the blue, where we are family. Come shine anew, to gather with the true. My heart is closer to you.  We are sent from above, to land down to the ground, to shoot into the earth as a seed. And when we are grateful, the waters are stable and roots find their way home to be free.

And we are going to the place now, to where we find a trace now, the
harbinger/
harboring of the refugee. There we sing our songs to galley along. We are like submarines that dive deep into the seas. Let our souls gather together, to know the perfect weather. Inside a cloud, inside a gorge, the river of love besets (hems in, surrounds) it's course. And we are all together. No matter what the weather. Let us be true, to the love that lives inside of you. Let our souls be, the place we need to seek. And we are going to the magic, where the purification of the world comes to seek. We are born to believe in love. We die to know the grief of love. We long to feel the heart of true, inside the deep dark blue.

Oh heaven take me in your arms. Hold me close, there will be no harm. And I swelter to make the weather. Come be grateful to shelter any partner/part of/significant other/slice of, the great yonder of the moon. Let my reflection shine free, to know the heart inside of thee. Come be grateful for what we dew (cling to). My song is living inside the true. Can we find the waves inside of me and you.  And the sun is great to be there. We are longing for some new air. And love let us fly free, home of the righteous, who take back what was gifted free. All need not be enemies. Share our hearts to know the world. And be gathered to all we care. Then we will fly free, to know the great need. That love is true, when we care about what we do.

Hold fast to the state of heaven. Hold fast to your yearning heart. Know glory is turning out to be grand. Because we need to understand.  Hold fast to those who understand man.  Hold fast to those who understand it's our land.  And Great Spirits fly with me. Great Spirit inside of me be free. Come hold true to the heart, to those who need to impart, that love has a way to say, "it billows free, when we forgive thee". * 


(speaking) Now next time, remember to chime. Do a song and dance. Bless your house and your romance. Be caring in all you do, because LOVE will be there to show you true. And if you decide not to pray or bless, then you will have a nasty mess. But true love depends on prayers, to get the heaven back to aware. The soul does ride the sky within. And those who are learning to swim, need find the virtues are part of thee, you need only control the leaf, the soul within who fights to live without grief.

*People who are not nice and repeat the same things over and over again, mean they have not forgiven, the original crime, thus become the sin themselves without even realizing it. This is spoken about (a little bit of "death", or shall we say, the walking dead) in Leviticus, part of the Torah (Atomic Circle of Heaven, the great journey or often referred to as the "guidance for life").

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

Sunday, January 8, 2012

The Willow of the Springs (Natcheza) Speaks of Rivers, Where Love Overfloweth and Brings

Give me a shoulder to cry on. Give me a home to rely on. Give me a place to spy on, the dreams of one land around the world. Know my dreams are a vision a seeking a heart one condition. And my love will shine again, like Thunder, because I am here to put sin asunder (broken apart).

We are one sacred people. We are one place that is gifted. My heart is willing to sift out, those who hate instead of love. But I know they are part of the pieces, who need more than just kisses, they need real love with a vengeance (a mother's love) to bring them all home once again.


When you don't understand a vision, seek what is inside of this wonder, look at others who have what is written across their hearts, yours and mine. If we don't seek and find out, how will we put away all the knives. Sharing is more than a treasure, it's about how we find true measures (in a song).

Dance with me in the heavens. Dance with me on this earth. Dance with me in the windows, to vision a sacred one girth. I know you want more than a vengeance (correction). I know you want love and hugs and kisses. But you need learn all your lessons, in order for you to know presents (great treasures). We are family of a rainbow, now we must bow to show sent home. We are going to be one time, when we shine on the run (over rolling hills, wave of sound and light).


Lift your heart up with me. Take my hand and we will bow with thee. Great Spirits hold me close to thee, in order we know the great stage. And when we are given a rainbow, let us know it's a treasure, that lies inside our hearts to know wise, the place you gifted once more. The place you gave us to adore.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings a Sacred Song Blessings for Sister Lozen Natcheza, the Willow of the Springs.


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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, January 30, 2010

Ingela Teaches Us, Where the Flowers Grow, the Tears of our Heart!

Where do the flowers grow if not in my heart?  Where does the sunshine bloom, if we don't really start?  And when do we walk into the many open waves?  I say, we are on our way, to be the glory of today. 

I know that God is here, almost every day, but them sometimes we forget and seem to walk away.  And my heart grows fonder if we don't look away, but look at the heavenly site, the suffering of today.  We need bless and embrace ourselves to find our living days.  And we need to bless the dust, sow we can blossom (the rising sun within you, when the soul greets the flesh, the united path) and have new grass (home on the range, where the buffalo roam, here the new home is alive, the sacred four directions of brotherhood).

But where do the flowers grow, if we don't tear for you?  Where do the flowers go, if we don't look out for the dew.  I know we need your love, for relatives we are true.  If only we could find the hearts, the ones we are looking soon.

Come and know the will of God.  Dance in shadows, find the heart.  And we will know the fire's light, that blossoms into Rainbow delight.  Send the tears of tomorrow soon, and we will see the dew.  The rainbow will show it's self, and the pot of gold will too.  And I will be there praying for our relatives everywhere, to grow into heavenly beings, the true and proud and blue (relatives of me and you, leaves on the tree of life). 

There we need lots of love, to survive the days.  There we need hope and staves (staff of life, truth, steps to evolution), to get us through the waves.  The shifting lives we lead us through, will gift us the heavenly path, just bless myself and bless the world, to know it's on the way.  Brotherhood will last.  Sisterhood will be a blast.  And children everywhere, will know, that we are going to pla...............ay!

Come and be one again, and live the sacred day.  Come and love each other deers (journey of life), to know the path of suns (a new born soul, begins to run, to learn of rolling hills).  And we can suffer for the ones, who led us this far this day, because we love those who came before and showed us the way.  And we will leave our tears behind, to show the children who will last, because it's the red road, the law of love, that shows the tried and true.  Now go up to the alter, and give, and receive a blessing from you.



Sacred Song blessing for the heart of Ingela. 
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother

Anatomy of a flower
Angiosperms or flowering plants produce flowers solely for the reproduction of the plant. Like animals there are female and male reproductive organs.

Flowers are extremely diverse in size, shape, color, and many other factors. This means they are excellent for identifying plants and their relationship to other plants, especially as the flower does not change according to environmental conditions, unlike say shape of plant, leaves and stems.

The Female Reproductive Organs:
Includes an ovary (where ovules (contain an embryo sac with egg/s) develop into the seeds are produced after fertilization), a style (a tube which supports the stigma on top of the ovary down which the pollen travels), and a stigma (a sticky bulb in the center of the flower which receives the pollen during fertilization).

The Male Reproductive Organs:
The Stamen consists of an anther (sacs which contain pollen (which make sperm cells) that fertilize the ovules) and a filament (a long stalk which supports the anther). The filament lifts the anther up so that pollinators can gather the pollen, as well as a vascular supply to the rest of the plant.

Petals:
The petals attract pollinators with their shape and bright colours for many species. Also some flowers are fragrant to attract pollinators, while still others give off an unpleasant smell to attract different pollinators (eg blow flies). Also nectar is produced to reward and encourage the pollinator. Color patterns on the flowers , especially seen through the eyes of the pollinator, might include nectar guides to point the way, or a "bulls eye" target among the petals might get the flying pollinator to notice the flower and home in on it, or like a series of runway lights to guide in the pollinator.
 

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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, December 9, 2009

Sonia Lucia's Heart Song Sings of the Heart of Miracles That Grow




Can't deceive me. Can't walk away from me. Can't look the other way, because I'm here to say. I want all the world to know, the laughing of a great living show.  Because you are great indeed. You are great indeed. Don't walk away from me this day.  Don't you want to know the perfect way?  Don't you see the world, it's such a miracle.


I say, you are the heart of all the leaves (relatives on the tree of life).  I say, you are the special part that we do need.  But you walk away, and you don't see your perfect way.  You walk away from me this day, because God didn't leave you as you say.  Forgive the souls, who died away.  Forgive the many who did not stay.  We are going to be truth, don't you sea (vision of the heart) that we need you.

Don't you think God knows your heart? Don't you think we are apart, but we are the same you and me, the devoted sacred tree.  Listen to me, this day, I will show you the sacred way. Listen to me and show your face a miracle upon a sacred day.   Dance and sing.....dance and ring the bell away (freedom), show the world, of your love.  Show the many you are a sacred dove. (peace within your heart)


Look inside you and you will sea, the heart of miracles you and me.  We need the truth to see the way. We need glory every day. We need the heart of all the leaves (relatives true).  We need the grace that put us here this day.  What do you mean?  You don't see glory inside of thee. What do you mean?   You don't realize, you are great indeed.  ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥


But I see you here today, standing on my heart's display, and I know it's you.  and I know of your sacred view. and I know the truth of your display, god has shown me the way.  don't look the other way instead look at my eyes and say, I love you.  I love you true. I love you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 

I love you true ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥  We are here to be a place, the heart of loving in this disgrace, but we could bee, the impossible dream.  We could be, the way God meant us to be.  Just choose the place inside your heart. Choose love that makes a smart (sting) and you will sea, the glory of your majesty.  Come and take my hand today, come and walk a sacred way.  Come and be the heart of leaves, the many who don't know who walk in dis-ease.

But I will show you the way. I will show you the sacred dance today. I will be here when you need. I will dance and show you leaves (relatives true). Come to the waking of your soul, come and dance the holy roll. Over hills and back again, the sacred circle never ends.  We are going home ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Don't think we are not the same before.  We are going home ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥  We are grander that be still.   Show the light inside your heart.  Show the fright and be surprised. Show the way of liberty, and God will be there for divinity. I love you.  I will be true. I will hold your hand and say, that God is here to stay!

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings the heart of Sonia Lucia's heart, as the Silver person (rainbow mother) offers truth to us all. Her song is the offering of your true light, the tools of the Rainbow that give us true flight. She tells us we are perfect if we only choose the soul, to reach into the light, and show all what goes (truth of perfection in 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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