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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Thursday, July 7, 2016

The Bellows of a Heartbeat from Samantha Michelle Daughter of Sister Teresa

The Bellows of a Heartbeat

Listen to the buzzing bees (dream impossible dreams), where I long to beam. I have so much going on, just need a song. Let the others blow away, then faithful will stay. Come to heal the world I wear, the place others want to smear. We are children of this world. We are children of the seas. We are family, when we will start to believe. Take hold and find a friend, then you will have room, to grow a heart of love in the sacred loom. I will be your friend if you befriend me. I will share my heart with those who long to arc. 

Tether me to the room, where love is bountiful. Tell all those who long to feel the waking of the zoom. All the angels fly by, yet when I need to cry, they seem to walk away, without saying a good ray. How can I long to feel if others do not look my way. I need a hand to hold, to bring in faithful rays. Heaven send me home to where I long to be, together with my family who gifts the heart of good rays. 

Where they wanted more, the land of the free, I wanted to fend for them, because they gift a ray. I needed all my soul to find a willing plan, the place where I stand to make amends upon the land. Heaven help them all, even when they fall. Let us become the place where children have a good face. I wanted to fill the room with tender loving cares. Let my soul be on fire, to bring down all those woes. 

Witness to all gone wrong, the land of torn out eyes. The people do not want to understand so many people cry. If I had my way, I would give them a chance, yet they take a hold and make the world gone mad. Where is the place I stand if others do not mend. I need a hand of gold to find my favored wind. Come let us stand side by side, then I will feel the gold, where the heart knows, the land of the bitter told. I will cry upon the seeds, watch them grow with love instead of disease. I will gift my heart away just to feel their cosmic rays. This is the beginning of the groves. This is the place where children play. Gift them a place a room, to twirl in a good ray. 

Tell me true blue. Tell me the cosmic knews. Tell me true blue, where all is delivered home. The place of many cultivations, the plan of wholesome division. We need a place of grace to tether towards. We need hearts that feel warm. Time to shine like the sun. Time to bind like the moon. Time to share all this room. Time to wake up to all this glue. Together we are family, across the lands and many seas. We are joining the cosmic race, because we long for that perfect chase. 

Sailing across the seas. Sharing our hearts in divinity. Showing the world we can get along. Sharing the sacred living stones. We will become all divine, because we are making our hearts shine. I will show the world how to care, I will bare (it all). Let my soul rush around, then let my sole walk on ground. Let mine eyes become true, when I pray and bless you. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings the heart of little Sister Samantha Michelle. When others do not find the way, love always makes the perfect wave. And her mother of the seas, Sister Teresa longs to believe, that love will overcome those who are lost and secretly dum (founded). If all the bitterness and hate belonged on this silver plate, then God would have shown, a sacred book to get along. Yet the sacred you seek, is in the heart of the meek, the torah always shows the way, because we who are devoted long for this praise. Children of the holiest crown, where love is all around. 


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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, September 6, 2013

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) 
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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, September 16, 2010

Adrianna the Mighty River Brings Us Home Again!


Tell me where does heart ache begin?  Tell me where does the sin end? Tell me where do I go, when life is beating me in the face? Where do I go to get some grace? I am looking for a dream.  Come and find and seek in me. Tell the world, my heart adores, the emptiness of the closed doors. But I find myself, wondering how I will find my course. I look into my heart and think, how do I pound. It's a heartbeat of love, that seems to suffer for all the doves. Do you wish to have a certain tune, or do you have to live in gloom? Come and shoulder the cares away.  Live inside your heart and pray.  Know it's time for goodness sake. It's time to go home.

To the sky it's loving embrace. To the warmth, the heart and it's grace. Come feel me again. Come feel the winds of sin.  Know that we could find the shore in you.  If we could bless the blue. Then finding love inside of you, (you) could swim, right home to the shore within.  God fill them up.  Teach them how to pray. God fill them up.  Looking for a new way.  And when it's dark and gloomy out there. Will you find a way, for them to stare, at their hearts. Get down and pray. Save yourself and save your Brother today. Find a will to live for them, the Sisters, Daughters, Mothers who bring you all in, inside a world of love.  (got a crook in my neck, small coughing (birthing), when you are excusing self, by clearing the throat). Embracing like true doves.

And when we walk home, into you and me, then we can be devoted seas, to find a world of love again, instead of all this sin.  Could you share your heartache with me?  Then you will find some relief.  And when it's my time to cry, I'll have a shoulder to know why.  I'll have relatives, who come to share their hearts. I will be willing, to impart, the soul that needs to collide, with all the relatives alive. Come and whisper all your sins, get rid of impure again. Let your heart pray, and bless it all away.  Embrace the souls that walk towards you.  Tell them you have a great grand view. But you must trust your heart. You must feel like a dart. Piercing all they know, with one single mighty blow, it's the law of love, that shines. It's a heart inside of yours and mine. 

Come and be a child with me. Walk into a world of divinity. Give it all away. Tell us how to pray.  I know it's a way to be young again. It's a heart, full of loving sins, but it's truly in me. if I bless all the breeze.  And if I don't find the will to survive, then I'm not blessings, all the knives, and sharing my piece of pie, with all those other skies. And clouds whisper I love you.  The eternal cycle comes forth in the blue. My heart speaks volumes to you.  The eternal shooting flue. And I know the smoke rises each day. But it also settles around to play. To invest in your land. To make part of this sand (crystalline stone river). Gift your heart to the blue of me and you. Give all the freedom you have to choose. Now choose of one love. Now choose, to be like doves.  Come and hold my hands to the sky. I whisper, God hold me inside. I am cleansing my soul. I am lifting to hold.  Give them all the children, loving waves.  Teach them how to lean and pray, towards the heart of the one, the oneness, of all the loving suns.  I have to say, my glory is true, but you don't have to have my view, but listen to my story deer.  Tell the heart we can share. And then when you need me I will be here. And when you don't need me, I will feel, when you need me near. I will feel your fear. Then my heart will rush to you. To come to heal all your blue. Let the tears roll down the roads, the valleys, that we held and hold. Come and join in eternal waves. Come listen and learn to pray. God give us close to you. God gift us the blue (paradise, the blue heavenly road through the heart)!

Drum Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand. Singing White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother. Sacred Song Blessings for the heart of Adrianna, who is just busting at the seams, her heart flows like a mighty river. Join our hoops to listen in to many songs and articles about evolutionary skills from Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy at http://www.whitebuffalocalfwoman.net/hoop-access. Adrianna's Sacred Four Directions (Buffalo Home or tools of light, our Rainbow Colors) are blue, golden, magenta, gray.  Blue, heart of the world, feeling the winds, that impart, Yellow Green (Golden), Hazel eyes, come alive, the Golden color of the loom, then when all fails, from your bloom, you greet the soul, with whispering eyes, come sail with me in a land of surprise, the hand of God reaches out to be, the magenta warrior, who clings to thee.  Then finally Gray, grandmother space, we all have this embrace, where dreams come alive, where we survive, in Grandmother, our home, the land of all life. To find out more about these colors you can visit http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com and use the search box, place the color in question in search and it will seek all posts to help you answer that question.  But if you have further questions, email whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com There are no interpretation of rainbow colors here today.


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