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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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Bow to the Holy Arc of Heaven

Today I come to grieve my heart to bow to the holy arc. Heaven help me to understand, the perils of human man. Can we notice miracles dew shine, when our hearts learn to bind. But all the wisdom does turn out to sea, all the hearts inside of man who lives for liberty. Come dance with me, upon the wishing well breeze.


Today, I come to rain, upon the window pane. I can sea clearly please, on my knees. There is time to play, just make room today. Find a will to dance, because holy is in a prance. Dance with the beat, inside your heart sow sweet. Devotion come out of me, to rise up to touch the breeze.


Today, I come to pass, the hands that really last. I hear the downtrodden call, inside this great big ball. Heaven holds me eternally, even the lessons help me acheive, all the glory I need to bee, the greatest dreams, that will relieve.


Today, I fill my soul with wretched overload, but as I dance and sing, all my heart goes out with wings. And I dance and I sing, I bring my soul to everything. I leap with faith into the sky, let my song realize. Come on out, move this world, let our souls bring in the chairs, let us gather in a circle of love, that's what perfect weather feels like in a dove (peaceful gathering of hearts).


Today, I shine with thee, open my heart to believe. all that I need to know, will come out in the sacred rainbow.  Take my hand and bow with me, hold the sands of time eternally. One more hill, a wave to the shore, inside the relative's open door.


Today, I rise to sing, with angels in my arms that bring. Today, I rise to know, all the sacred rainbow glows. Today, I come to sing, to bring the rainbow in the dreams. Today, I rise my call, out to the world, it's a big radiating ball, the sun dance call, the whimper of it all. 


Today, I sing my praise, I heal all that are rays. I will devote my life, to bring in home the strife. But heal my words, that I sing is herd, my soul will linger forth, to what is worth, the heart of course. Today, I rise to sing my song, to heal the world, where things went wrong, but I feel the sunshine inside my heart, and I will sing it to light a spark. Come today, lift your voice in praise. Come today, lift your heart in the rays. I stand with you, now it's time for a greater view.


Dream today, dream today, let your heart out in all this praise, I gift my love.  I dance with doves. And all I am this sacred day, I come to hold my miracles of praise, in all we dew. Today, I send my love to you. 


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings for the Wind and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums.


 
 
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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, April 27, 2012

You Are Part of This Journey and Great dream


Whisper to me and to you, inside my heart is the (true) blue. Come capture me and fly away. There we will be happy to play. Sea shore to breeze, my heart will need to be filled with love all the waves. And I will be free, because you are near me, come hold me closer to fulfill. Rapture me with your love. Come greatness and gratitude like a dove. Sailing on over with the twigs (doves carry over the ocean journey to rest upon) of life like clover (the four directions), the sailing seas (wind blowing free), where I want to be, sitting and singing close to thee.


"Have and to have not", what do you mean? You are part of this journey and great dream. You are more than whispers and flagrant sighs. You are the fulfillment to Me. Come and gather goodness inside of my heart. I know you are with me, not ever apart. And no matter where you go, my heart will be with you, more than a rainbow could take you away from my view. Listen to shattering window panes (vision), they are looking for us to learn to gain (lessons to stories to expose* stories, then back to treasures again), to receive the love of heaven this moment of time, for you are my present, my holy divine.


*expose: 1. to display for viewing; exhibit and reveal


Truly my soldiers, you fight sow well (dig deep in the trenches). Gifting your heartbeat, inside the sacred wells (where all flows into your heart). And where you stand fast, all come to beseech, what is going to happen, will I be free of disease? Now it's time to convert from innocence divine, to know how to pick up an ax (separate the impure from the pure, the chaff from the grain, to purify it demure) and shine. Break fast to falling (quickly bow down), (to) the tree and it's embrace, because I know you got someplace to be, but my heart will be free (we will be together a moment in time, just you and me). You will be near me, when I think of you. I will remember how grateful it's true. We are from heaven each beat of my heart, I know we are hear to dew our part (of the great circle that arcs). I know we are here to do our part (each a rainbow colors belonging to the rainbow clan).


Gathering together, shine inside of me. You come to share your soft words kisses of liberty. You come from glory (the mighty circle of life), the sunshine from within. There I find the will of heaven, the shining gifts without sin. Be part of this moment, be part of the gifts received, it's time for us to learn how to grieve (let it free purify all the relatives, for they are leaves on the tree of life). And with each tear that falls, that's what I need, because the world needs rainbows, where treasures will find thee.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums

 
 


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, March 7, 2011

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, Shares Glory All Over Again!

Gifting always has a sun, remember when we are on the run, over rolling hills and into the sun, I stand here with you today.  Come and gather into our hearts, where our leaning is where we impart. Heaven and Earth come into me, where all is life and liberty. Drum, beat, drum, beat.  Drum, beat my soul. Feel me, dance with me, show the world, I'm real.  There we chance upon a prance, the dance within, that shares divine. Glory heaven stares at me, when I share my heart for them to sea (vision of the heart).

Running over rolling hills, my delight is always filled, come my brother take my hand, we are going to be MAN. There a place where thunder rolls, just above the mountain curls. Waves and waves of love and light, that sheds a heart in plight, now it's time for us to stand up and realize. Take my hand my brother, my sister glory to be. Welcome all the children, parents long to see. And when we begin to fall, down into the holy halls, there our hearts will begin to shine, the Glory of God is thine.

Take my hand, when you tremble just demand, that heaven will take a stand, for goodness over even man. Begin to relieve strife, take all your lessons in life, begin to glow a miracle that knows, the soul will lift you up to glow, the perfect rainbow show. Come gather with me. Come gather towards the sea ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ the blue of you and me ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ the heart of those who long to bee ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  I say, it's Grandmothers day, when we all learn to bow down and pray. Gift your heart, speak your peace, know you are grandness you do seek.  There is a life, where all is meek, there is a life, where Grandmother is relieved.  I know you want to have to a good life. I know you want to have it's all in strife (lessons rather than treasures). I know it's time for us to live in a world that leans on love. I know it's time for us to act like doves (Doves carry a stick with them during long travels, because it's a relative branch who will hold them and rest upon the blue waters of the seas. And it's the law of love, which binds us to the Tree of Oneness, our heavenly darkness, our soul that lives within.  We need each other to know peace, where love binds us together.  The Dove knows to gather peacefully and rest upon each other for comfort).

My soul is lingering in the winds, the place I begin. I know it's a wave of delight, when "Grandmother leads me by the hand, out of strife". And if I can trust the heart of my soul, then I can lead the children down below.  We are living in a world, that longs to be, a welcome mat in the breeze, but heaven wants us to realize, that leaning on love always chimes. Ring for bells of freedom. Ring for bells for us to shine. Ring forever, in my heart believe its children in the rainbow, it's time ♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥  for us to chime! It's time, for our land, to make it a sun light, the glory within our hearts.

White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, a gray person.  Her rainbow colors are gray, blue, magenta and gray. Sent at 5:55 PM on Saturday.



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Image:  Native American Beaded Bands, the vine that blossoms!

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, October 4, 2010

Grandmother Heavens Rife, our Living Window Shines Fountains in the Sky

Come gather around the sacred tree. Find a heart inside of me. Grandmother hold you towards your destiny. Come and let us shake the tree.  Wake up your heart and find love abounds. Do you hear the mark of the sound?  I know you are flying inside of me. How do you find the will to set you free?

Come my children gather inside of me.  Hold your hands towards the face of destiny.  Give your heartbeat to the wind.  Know it's time for us to release our sins.  Give in faithful to all of destiny. Give my heart a place to bleed.  And when it's time for us to make amends, just realize, we can start again.

Hold each other in your arms.  Hold the sacred charms. Hold the fountain to the sky.  Let us hearts glide. Give into all your secrets whims, but don't forget to bless to begin.  Take the heart out of everyone(thing). Learn to overcome.

Wake up to destiny this day.  Wake up to all we say and pray. Feel the heartbeat of everyone/thing.  Feel the heart beat yet to come.  Tell the little children it's time to seek, inside a heart that plays for keep.  It's a soul that looks to ride, over the oceans of time.

Can we find a way to live?  Inside the heart of those who give?  Can you feel it in your heart?  Can you feel the sacred part?  Each of us, have wills to fly.  Each us us must realize. Each of us, must make a soul, that comes down from god and is so bold.

Now it's heaven's relief in store. don't you feel the golden door?  Miracles come when we believe, that all of God lives inside of dreams.  You and me are company.  You and me do find the breeze.  You and me, come from heaven above, down to land upon this ground.  Hold it, treasure it, inside your heart. Remember Mothers got a part.  Hold onto the planet that you live, because it's part of God, inside who grieves.  The soul that looks to leap and leave (from inside, to outside, the soul exposes self).

We can find a will today. Look inside a heart and leap this way. Because it's God inside the soul, the heart inside of every bold. The plant, the animal, rocks you sea, they have much to teach and lead, but our souls, must listen inside, receive their comfort and collide.  It's time for us to realize.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle, for the heart of Grandmother.  Sacred Song Blessings for Grandmother Heaven's Rife (wonderland, abundance of God's world), our Living Window (balloon in the sky), also known as Iron Hand Robert


Image:  A warrior must look into the eye of the dog soldier!
Heavenly Name Song for Grandmother Iron Hand Robert


The wind speaks to me, I sense the wonder here.  Inside of God, who is all near. They call me Wonderland, you sea, the heart with a sleeve, tears do find me.  Where do you think, we come from?  If not inside our hearts.  the soul that leaps beyond for keeps, on the other side.  And here we find a life.  They often call me sally (rush forward, leap, to venture), the soul that looks to find.  But inside a heart that knows how to collide, my soul does realize.  I am called, "Heavens Rife" (to be like God, abundant, a Hebrew word rife, other spellings rifr, rif, ryfe, rijf ).  Then there shall be the four halls of winds, I shall hold them close. God does know, the heart of a roost (four sacred directions), the beckoning told (stories). Speak to sorrow (rivers do flow, angels are known). Speak to joy. Speak all inside.  The soul doesn't want to hide.  I am known through the kingdom. I am known, to bring in life.  And I'm called, the "Living Window", because I'm strong as life.  Come look out into this rife (wonderland, abundance of God's world). Come look out to find a new life.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle, for the heart of Grandmother.  Holding Grandmother Heaven's Rife (wonderland, abundance of God's world), our Living Window (balloon in the sky) close to our hearts, because he always asks for others, with devotion, a true blue servant to the world. His Rainbow Colors are Gray, magenta, green, gray, the four sacred directions of his wind.  Let us pray for Grandmother who hold our dreams! Vision: His magenta appears, with all those rainbow colors, shines down over green fields. at first I saw blue, then blue skies, but then I realized, it was green, what a surprise, just to show, how he is living window, the blue skies are held in his arms, Grandmother charm!
Mother of Night
Image: Center of the Milky Way, where we live in the universe!
           Mother of Night, adorns her face with the stars.
      Venus, a bendi for her third eye.
          The infinite universe, her womb.
       Where the moon hangs as her egg,
           reflecting the light of creation.
        Mother of Night blesses us by holding space for the sun.
           It's brilliance, her passion, her nurturing gift,
             for us, her children.
         Thank you Mother for birthing us in your Holy Temple,
             for allowing us to grow and heal
           and know and understand Divinity
         in the way that you know and understand Divinity

Relatives, 
After a medicine ceremony a year ago or so, I wrote this poem and thought I would share it. Thank you and bless you, White Buffalo Calf Woman and Holiness David (Running Eagle) for the space you hold.
Love and blessings,   
Grandmother Heavens Rife, your Living Window
aka Iron Hand Robert Abdallah

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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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