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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Monday, September 30, 2013

We Will Sing a Dance for You


Singing and dancing. Sharing our hearts. Waking up to the Rainbow, this holy arc. Will I be realized, just in the nick of time? Will I be waking up to the whole world of mine/sublime? I wish for the Rainbow to find everyone. I wish for the Rainbow to find the great SUN. I wish for the bows in all the children's delight, when opening up all the packages God's gifts. 

So many treasures. So many to have fun. Sow many little things that need to be grown. And with it's rising up to touch the devoted sun. Let me find waking up to all the tom thumbs. Groaning and poning (griddle cakes, mixing it up, hot fire, brotherhood and mire) to all that is within, to share the heart beat that wants nothing from sin. Yet as I rise up I must forgive everyone. They don't always learn how to make a churn. There is much magic in this holy urn. Great God in heaven shine down on me. Let this world know paradise please. I wake, I want more, for everyone please. To tell them it's time to share all that we need.

It's heaven when we sing and dance along the waves. It's happy, not sad occasions, but glee most of the daze. Yet I understand that we must look up and we look down, yet I want to feel the sacred all around. There is a place within that shares my heart, there a stream lies down inside of the parked. Stillness of the river shining through me. That's the place heaven lives, where I want to be free.

Spread my wings and billow and touch the mighty stars. There is a place now, where we are marching loud. Who is the destine? Who is my friend (helper)? Who is the wanting of gifting away the sin, blessing the wind?  There we will be together, always longing for the praise, when happiness guides us to happier days. I send my love gratefully out to the world. Thank you for all of the toys. Thank you for all the girls and boys.

We will sing a dance for you! (Aunt Daneen Seasons That Sing, silver child). Aho and over the rainbow we flow, all skipping and dancing along the waves. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness Running Eagle Shooting Star sends love along the path of the heart beat. Elders of the Rainbow Clan.


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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Seasons That Sings, tells us how to bring, the sunshine of heaven down where it is green, the glory of God seeks refuge in every heart. I tell you this story to gift you a lofty start. We are shining together, like a Rainbow in the sky. We are all together in the deep swelling wide. We are all together, the SUNS in the sky. We are the treasures forever, because LOVE Realized.
 
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, September 16, 2012

Create a Happy Aire!

Waking to the song today, I wonder what to say. I lift my heart up to beam. There is a sun out there. There (is) much in the air, if I long to feel it's dream. Come stand with my deer (on the journey), take comfort here.  My soul will linger for a way. There is a ha ha ha, the song of la la la, where we sing a new song each day.

We could be mountain skies, open clear and mighty wise. If you long to feel the song, come into the fellow deer (join their journey). My heart sings out to you this day, to show you just how to bow and praise, if you long to keep the rules (law of love) a float, when you are sailing in a boat (brotherhood). It's up and down, it's a sacred sound, where we whisp in the daze we live in. And there we stand alone, just wanting to be on hone (sharpen a skill, to a fine edge), the sacred near, just peer on hear, the song of love lives in the air.

We could be dancing and we could be prancing along a merry happy wave. If only you could see, how it could be easily, where we sing and dance all day.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (elder crystal child) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Drums (elder lavender child) for the Heart of Whispering Feathers (Larry Gates, aqua child).  Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. Alightfromwithin.Org and www.iamasundance.info for more information. We bow and send many many blessings to be bestowed upon you. Glory hallelujah, heaven is coming home! Let us all develop our heavenly skills, upon the blue road we grow, to make everything shown, brightly in the sun, for us to have lots and lots of fun!

More reading about Whispering Feathers visit another one of his Sacred Song Blessings http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/larry-whispering-feathers-flies-in.html

 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.  
 
Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 
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, December 5, 2010

Running Deer Lives on the Plains, Harvesting all the Garden Does Grow!

There I tether, away in the spring, the may pole binds me to everything. I hit that tether, the ball on a string. Give a place to believe, a chance to flow in the breeze.

Tell me a story where dogs go home to rest, having their teeth look their best. Here is a warrior looking in the breeze, growling to come on home please. There are days, when I must bear/bare, this windy hall beyond compare. And I must push ahead in this, fierce winds. I must share it all to begin.

Running over brooks, where water does flow. I know it's where my heart does sow. Plant the seeds of magic everywhere, when time is beginning to win(d). And time is beginning to live without sin. Stop calling me names. Stop giving away your pain. Stop clinging to hatred. Don't you want to be fierce? I know it's Magic the halls that ring free, when colors give me the magical breeze.

I live on a plain, where the grass is growing green. And inside the field, the pods, are ripening yellow bling (slang for shining abundance). Golden rushing winds call upon the fields. Gardens do grow across the halls of "God" yield. This, that, the crack, the place in between? I know, it's where my heart does cling. You inside the fields, do bring me everything. Let's fly away and live this day. Come bring happiness to heaven upon our wings this day. Let us soar in the blue skies. Let us show the ringing of the winds. 

Let us twirl in fields that bring, yields the harvest spring (southern hemisphere, but biannual harvest are known in eight seasonal cycles, the holy sacred run). I want to show you in ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I want to show where to begin ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I want to believe in everything ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I know it's part of heaven's rings ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I think you are grand indeed ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I know it's part of what you need ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will listen to your heart ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will be a sacred part ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will hold you near your heart, to give it away, now let us pray ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ Give all my love to the world. I will shed a blanket and cover you. I will hold you near my heart. I will find the waves of delight. Come wash over me this day. Send loving breeze my way ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥. Let us walk into the garden today. I know the right path to take ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥

Great Song from the Heart of Running Deer our Magic Heart of Belief.  Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and drum by Holiness David Running Eagle.

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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Leap and holler, make yourself known, because this world, needs all hearts to fulfill.  Create happiness, in all that you do, because my heart is full, of fabulous views.  Come and hold each other, next to destiny.  Let us be relatives, heaven inside the breeze.  Help me bless each other, all in our family. Let us believe in each other, to bring us company.  Gather and let us hear your sing. Gather and run into a dream.  Gather and find, that it's time to blow your mind, because the sky does fulfill, the most and the real, bringing hope to all of mankind!

Friday, June 25, 2010

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar Sings "Eternal Kiss" for his Wife, Holiness Morning Gift

This is a Love Song From Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar (violet person, gate keeper into paradise) for his wife Holiness Morning Gift (Giver and lavender person, the gate into paradise).  His heart swelled, with the inspiration of true love at child birth, when concern for the woman, who gives her life, out weigh the birth of the child. Buffalo Magic's heart blossoms forth to express his profound love for her, in all she does for the world around relatives, even in the giving of her life.

Sacred Song Blessings, the eternal kiss of love, does raise the question of what is pure bliss, it's a show that brings us home, to the heart after we roam, the place where we are embraced and given love, the heart that fits like a glove, always safe and secure, the "eternal kiss".

She is the love of my life, she grows inside the heart of strife, and when I show the world of love, I come to grow, the heart of know.  she is the morning star that gives you lift.  she is the breath of life, that gifts the lift, to the stars, in the night, my love will always die for you twice.

She is the morning dove that catches me. I come to sail across the breeze. I know of love, that grows and grows, because she brings the heart of the solemn doe (spiritual journey of our lives), the deer that longs to find the loving know.

She is the life of pure bliss. I take my heart and gift her a kiss. And I know I shall always be with her, for she is longing to be all the tears.  She is the heart of the world.  She gifts me love, without any tears.  And I'm going to the place that runs free, over mountains and beloved seas.

She is my Woman I do adore.  I am the gifted who does her chores.  And my blessings in all my life, it's a wonder God gave me this strife.  I'm a servant, who understands, that the holy light of God does command.  And I'll be with her until the end, for she is love and given sent.

I am the womb of her soul.  I gift my love for her to adore.  And when it's smoking outside my heart. I remember she can rescue us apart (the power of love that can weave and unite broken hearts).  It's divine, the soul of mine, who is walking along the stars.  She is happiness pure bliss.  And I'm devoted to her kiss.  And my heart it does know.  All the loyal rescuing show.  She sends her love to my heart, and I worship all the parts (of the sacred rainbow glow).  It's divine.  It's God's love.  She is mine, and I am hers. I give my life, to offer her, the kiss of love, that always endures.

Come walk with me.  Over the rolling seas.  I will be with her, till the end of eternity.  I am the soul, that walks and talks.  I am the soul, that breathes the heart.  I will be gifted, the morning star, because she lives in my heart.  I am the servant divine.  I will always walk home with the blind.  Because it's love that rolls this (time) way, I'm devoted too all the days.

Come home to me.  Fly free.  Know that love grows inside of me.  I will always endure with her, she's my love, my life, my seas.  It's the holy star of eternity.  It's the bloodshed we are free (red road, the path of the fire's purification of the flesh).  And it's going to be a better day, because I learned how to pray...



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman on the behalf of Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, for the heart of Holiness Morning Gift, the eternal kiss of love, our Holiness (lavender person).



 Fire Purification
 

I Bless Me, I Bless the World, I Bless You, Welcome Into My Heart

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, he is the mighty that will keep score. Don't you belittle the children in here (lambs and wolves), for heaven will show you so much fear. Just be cool as a cucumber and you will sea (vision with a heart), the glory that lives inside of thee. It's Buffalo Magic, a Violet Call (pressure of the world, like a seed to bust forth), the voice of Angels, all about to Fall (bow like the rainbow). Mighty is he who walks into hearts. Buffalo Magic will Rumble your part. And when you are done, you will feel at peace, because you have One (rainbow warrior of prophecy), who could roar for thee! Email buffalomagicrumbleroar@gmail.com to hear your score, complain and feel someone is listening to thee, because this voice will carry for thee, the power needed, to greet all free. Welcome Home...and Dream. Let me walk with thee!  I will be your mountain, I will be your voice.  I will be a sun dance. I will shine forth. I will bless the holy stores of eternity. I will say the words, that you forgot to shout. I will allow all hearts.  Welcome Home....and Dream.
 
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, March 11, 2010

JoAnn's Green River Flowing, the Heart of the Running River Wild


JoAnn, green person (embrace of the oneness of God) river flowing, the heart of the running river wild (freedom known)

There runs a river that flows the heart of all that knows.  Come to the waves of glee and find a sound of chi (energy to life) and we will find a heart of all that Tao (walk towards home is the way).  Till the destiny of the sun.  Create a festival and make us run (over rolling hills we do know).  And we can offer more if only we could soar, the place we go to evermore.


Jump inside of the river and we know love.  Jump high in the sky and feel the pie (parts of God as a whole).  There the will of God will be known like the Sun.  The place we worship cannot be undone, for we all Suns that soar like Stars.


Create the magic in the heart.  Make all the children safe for them to impart.  There needs to be a glee, the heart of it's me (the "I am" of God).  We fly into the heavens upon earth.  Our hearts will be filled the kingdom couth (the elders wisdom, to know or sense), we'll find suffering (law of love) of how much joy we can spend.  The parting of the soul, the tears that always knows.  We enter a place we're satisfied. Let's fly into the joy of the Sun (united soul and flesh, do what we say, happiness knows the way).

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person who sings in the wind, the stories of all that you bring, here the elder (soul) green does speak, the heart of all to keep!





Fire Purification
 

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, February 23, 2010

Sacred Blessings in a Dream




It's the dream that takes us home, to the place, we do come from, when our hearts know it's time to go home. The days are long, and we endure, to find eternity in the clear, because we are the standing tree of life, that lives on, in a song. Come let's dream and sing out loud. Come on dance upon a cloud. Come and bee (the impossible dream we do live) the heart of all the sacred leaves, just you and me. And I know we are part of the plan, where paradise makes a stand, we are young at heart no matter what our age, we are from the sacred space. Let us bless all we do, to make it all come living truth, the road to happiness, does come inside our hearts, we bow to impart. A dream come true!



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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, November 21, 2009

The Dream of Love is Yellow's Door, the Golden Paradise Galore and Laura Sings the Way of Love, for All On the Other Shore!


We are the loving clan (rainbow clan).  I open my heart to know the land (Mother Earth).  And when we're down, we come around and sing our heart to fill (heaven come home within me, joy).


I want to know the way of God.  But so many they don't know and if I could I'd show them how to live inside the rungs (to ascend into heaven and also to descend with our souls onto the earth, to be part of evolution and trusting God). 


Come and hold my hand today.  Come and be the land (flesh of the light, over rolling hills, to give away the embrace).  Told me how to be the wind and sing my song again (flowing heart that receives).  


Which way does the clouds flow (clouds carry tears or water which purifies our hearts, and is the reflection of our dreams)?  Which way does the snow go (crystalline stone river of perfection is each of us, together we call Oneness or God, the blessed)? I can understand the light, but darkness (heaven not blessed, which only need say, "I bless myself") has such plight (evolution is getting others without faith down on their knees to pray).

If I could choose a star.  I would shine for you.  If I could land a line (communication with God often referred to as the hair which is the antenna to God), to tell you all the clues!


My heart speaks to you inside.  I want you to know, that God is here, if you decide to come and find the light. 


I have one whish (to evolve, a sibilant sound as the law of love, the snake who embraces the stars and brings law of love like woman does) to proclaim the song that gives you hope.  I have one wish to proclaim (speak the voice, the glory of a dream) that song will lift you up (the song of the heart, validates the soul, that is survives after a millennium living without our souls).


If you don't find your way, come and save your day (in other words, don't forget to pray, to save your day and bless yourself)!  Come and be the shining star for all to be the sea (the heart of you and me).  


Don't be weary of your despair.  Don't claim all your pain, instead of look for happiness and all that you can gain. (glory to God in the highest, as divinity.  be a student, listen to the voice within) 



I want you to know.  I want you to sea, the heart of humble me.  But if you can't find happiness I hope you find the sea (the heart of you and me, as we hear the wind, the sounds of Angels who sing, in the Great Flowing River). 


Dawning comes and takes your hand.  Dawning comes to see the love I have for everyone.  The love for you and me.


Don't give up.  Don't fill your cup unless the few are known (share with others) My brother sister needs your love.  We need our family (in God we are all related).  We need ONE family (as relatives of the four directions).

The Heart Song of Laura, the Yellow Warrior and Dream, St. Joseph's Parish President
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, devoted servant

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