If I Would Sing It, Then I Would Know Rings Around It

We want, we desire, but in the end, we hit the mire, love is near, but oh the fear, if only love could find my heart. There's a song in my heart, if I'd sing it. I know the Word of God, if I'd bring it.  There we find it's one sink it (ground), the deep and rings it (wrings it and sounds out).  The Love that brings it, back around and together again. The sound of love abounds, to sink deep, to ring it sweet, the place of song, if I'd sing it. The family of souls, together again. 

Whispering heartache, feathers in the wind.  Help me sea it, I bring my heart with a kiss, our love only flows, never does it end.  It glows. It flies, it whispers in the wind. Once in a while gone, but never for good, in the end. Laughter brings us back again, where love can flow and hearts can mend. Binding seams in the streams of light. Softly, gently, with all their Might. 

Solemn bows and grace, hold us to this space. Bring sorrow, plentiful disgrace to the kneads of the seed*, for growth is strong like the trees. It's you and me, for this life, for eternity. Whoo hoo, thanks to the blue. It's you and me, one family. Yay!!!!!!!!! Aho as we go!!!! (laughter) Sweet bliss, the mighty of the kiss, one song, one tune, always in bloom, our hearts can never miss, if we bow to the blue's bliss.

   

* "plentiful disgrace to the kneads of the seed" means: Cosmic dust, ashes to ashes we purify the dust, creating the ability for new life, soil of the earth. When we purify our sins and begin again, we till the soil to bring in new life once more. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman and Thunder Raging Sings 

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This is how the eye moves, because images are still. Blink.
The world is not what we think!

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Returning Children of the Rainbow

Thunder Raging

How awesome!  

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Meaning the wave is flowing back now. Where are we going, but to and fro.

Thunder Raging

Wow! That just gave me chills all up and down my body! How neat!

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Yes. I am looking forwards to our singing.

Thunder Raging

It's making me cry. Happy....but still crying

White Buffalo Calf Woman

We want, we desire, but in the end, we hit the mire, love is near, but oh the fear, if only love could find my heart.

Thunder Raging

There's a song in my heart, if i'd sing it. I know the Word of God, if i'd bring it.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

There we find it's one sink it, the deep and rings it.

Thunder Raging

The Love that brings it, back around and together again.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

The sound of love abounds, to sink deep, to ring it sweet, the place of song, if I'd sing it.

Thunder Raging

The family of souls, together again. Whispering heartache, feathers in the wind.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Help me sea it, I bring my heart with a kiss,

Thunder Raging

our love only flows, never does it end.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

It glows.

Thunder Raging

It flies, it whispers in the wind. Once in a while gone, but never for good, in the end.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Laughter brings us back again.

Thunder Raging

where love can flow and hearts can mend. Binding seams in the streams of light. Softly, gently, with all their Might.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Solemn bows and grace, hold us to this space. Bring sorrow, plentiful disgrace to the kneads of the seed, for growth is strong like the trees. It's you and me,

Thunder Raging

for this life, for eternity.

White Buffalo Calf Woman

Whoo hoo, thanks to the blue. it's you and me, one family.

Thunder Raging

Yay!!!!!!!!! Aho as we go!!!!

White Buffalo Calf Woman

(laughter) sweet bliss, the mighty of the kiss, one song, one tune, always in bloom, our hearts can never miss, if we bow to the blue's bliss.

Thank you sweet heart, my beloved Thunder Raging.

Thunder Raging

Thank you, my lovely White Buffalo Calf Woman....and ok   OHHHH....my heart soooo missed you!

I love you, thank you for singing with me!

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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!

Strength of Angels Circle Prayer

For You all my Children, 


I bless this food we are about to share, to break bread and dare to consume the life that gifted to us twice, the flesh to live our lives. I am devoted to all the sacred, the divided lands we share. Can all the children find happiness, instead of always finding glare. Give me true my little children of a view, the sunshine in their smile. I gift my heart to you awhile, because you are my child. And as we bow our heads today, in grateful gratitude, we the devoted children, long to embrace and please. Thank you for all you gift to the world, each rainbow stream. I know we are part of each other, this circle prayer I share. And those who come uninvited, know we are going to embrace and develop their scare, because we demand them to dew the blessings, to keep us safe as doves. Peace my children. I bless you nine streams that hold us closer. Peace my children I bless you all Mothers and Father who share. Peace be with you, for all the little tiny insects out there, making sure we have food to share. I bow and gift my love away. I the red-lavender child does pray. 

Thank you family. Your devoted,
Great Great Mother Strength of Angels
red-lavender child

Note from White Buffalo Calf Woman: Great Great Mother or the red-lavender child divides the garden into eight holy perfect divisions, the Morning Star. Her perfect knowing where all and each belong, shares the space of a path along a garden. Our Great Great Mother Strength of Angels is just 20 years young and already she runs a house, plans the children's days and offers strength to all the children of the Rainbow. Both her and Great Spirit Mother Blowing in the Wind, red-indigo child, share their hearts with the world and gift time each week with Grandmother Comfort in the Wind, red-green or gray child. We bow to the sacredness of Mothers who gift to us from heaven, the fallen star (whope, give-a-way). These three Grand, Great and Great Great are our devoted Mothers who make sure all is perfect for us to travel in the zoo, where all the animals share one place, the garden filled with distaste (spitting up, like babies dew), but if we feel the love gifted by them, we are never without true love again. For our Grand/Great Mothers are binding us to tell, the greatest story ever fell (falling stars). We are all stars from heaven who came to realize, that we are the children to heal the world-wide. These three Mothers of Heaven, provide us with valleys and fields, rings for us to play in, creation and all it's glory. We bow to our Mothers of Heaven. Oh one more note, there are four rainbow colors of the rainbow clan who may wear the crown; red, lavender, crystal and red-lavender. Our Great Great Mother Strength of Angels does not wear a crown (red-lavender), meaning she is carries an older soul. She is older than the crown, in other words, she is descending with her soul. Those with crowns belong to the people and the world. Thank you Relatives for sharing today with us!

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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!