Bliss 6

Bliss 6 I spent the last few days staying as busy as possible Running here and there doing this and that my day was filled with a lot of stuff to make sure I did not have time to work on blogging and/or working on new technology. I want to make this perfectly clear, to me, that I wanted to do all this other stuff and I chose to do it all in two days, the entire months worth of errands is done. Da ta da da The supper hero at work. Also I got my new to me vehicle on Monday. A beautiful fire engine red folvo,( a volve wagon with a mustang 5.0 under the hood., Mammies little hot rod). Boy did I enjoy the stop and go errands with her she sounds so sweet with her dual exhaust when you slow down. Wow, when you open it up she roars like a loin. OK, enough of the fantasy world I lived in for two days so I could avoid the world of technology. I had allowed myself to become thoroughly over whelmed with all the different sites that I need to research to find the information on video editing. My friend Zalima had subjected I go to the library and see if they had a video editing book like a computer for dummies. What? A book for dummies!!!! This is what I heard. I was an unintelligent person: somebody regarded as being unintelligent or naive (informal insult) according to me and Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved. OMG that was it I stopped this project. That is what I was being unintelligent. I stopped taking action toward learning and The truth is the mind child was having a melt down and this was my way of stumping my feet. My resistant to taking sound advice about how to learn the new technology.. This blogging and technology lesson is a reflection of my life. I remember when I first went to Ohio and stayed at Friendship village. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha,( GMP), showed up one day and I stood on the front porch and asked her if there was any thing I could do for her. She responded with, I need you not to become over whelmed but to stay centered. I was very confused because in my mind I was very calm. Today I have a different understanding of that meeting. GMP was giving me a insight into a world that I would need to adjust my way of being . There have been pass moments of time that lasted years when I was over whelmed and shout down. This time it has been two days. I put a plea out last night to Grandfather moon and the Dream Speaker about getting back on track. On my way back from taking Raymond to work this morning 4:30 am I opened up the sunroof of the car and Grandfather moon and I spend additional time together. We where playing as the silver rays of Grandfather shone down from an almost full sphere-shape that was glowing in the sky. As I turned to the North I played full on with Grandfather glowing in the western sky. When I turned west we played hid and seek because the visor area of the car blacked the view. The game continued until once again I was becoming centered in the moment. By the time I reached home I was ready to get back into the project at hand. I started writing my blog again. The action that a conversation with GMP and Grandfather moon has opened up or unblocked the over whelm feel I was having. Wado! I even came up with an some acronyms I will share in the up coming blogs. P.S I am going on line to check with our local library on video for dummies. “We are all one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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Bliss 5 While working on sharing my bliss of the winds voices with the world, or at least all of you who read my blog, I have discovered that bliss is not limited to one activate or another. Yesterday, I devoted to helping Doris around her home. (For those of you who don’t know Doris she is a vibrant 88year young friend). We hung new curtains and bought paint for Raymond, (my son ) to paint the awning on the outside of her place. Raymond, Bear,(my partner) and I have made it a Sunday activity to spend time with Doris assisting her in having the home she always dreamed of. Bear has hung new blinds for her. He is also the huller when we need supplies for our projects. Raymond repaired three leaky drains, planted a new flowerbed and now the awning above it will be refreshed. I have enlisted other people to contribute their talents too. Zalima came over and opened up, rearranged, the living room and dinning room furniture to let the air flow. Sonom helps keep everything in order. Doris’s home is become the show place she always dreamed of. We are taking what has always been there and bringing it out from hiding. As we work Doris share the story of her being a caregiver for her late husband and her older sister. Between the two over 35years she chose to set aside her life and devoted it to them. Now she says it is her turn. There is more to this story then the show place that is being created by and for Doris. That’s just the surface expressing the freedom that is coming out to be shared with the world. This in done in the stories Doris shares too. It is my joy to listen to the stories she tells. They whirl around in my head until they connect to situation that are familiar to me. Doris speaks about her childhood and being raised on a farm in NY. That’s how I was raised. Same state but different ends. She spent her time with her mother learning to do crafts and assisting with the food preparation. So did I. (I also worked with the farm animals and often would trade any of my four brothers their chores in the barn for mine in the kitchen. I liked to make sure everyone got feed). Because we share a common back ground it is easy to listen to the stories she shares. I can see in vivid details the farm and the kitchen she spend her childhood in. The conversation continues. She starts a conversation about how life has changed so much in the last 80 years. Technology being the big thing. Yet, there are thing that are still going on that are the same. She says you are 33 years younger then me and our childhoods where a lot a like. Your great nieces are 40 years younger then you and they live a life very similar to the farm life we had. All three of these generation can raise crops and we all know how to preserve food if we need too. These conversation could go one for ever but for today the time with Doris draws to an end. I am aware of the hours that I have spent as quiet as possible to hear the stories of her past. She reminds me that that I now carrying her memories. That there are none left in her blood line. To share her life stories with. I reach out and gather this lovely lady in my arms to embrace the child I feel inside her. As I hold her in my arms I share with her that I am a story teller and that to tell a story I must be able to listen. Once I have shared a story with someone they become apart of my world my life force. Always they add value to my life. I might not always like the story they tell and some times it stings my heart. No matter what my response is I can never go back to not knowing. That is how it is for all of us. We are never alone. The fact is all of our stories are the circle of life. The last thing today I have to give to Doris is a memory I have of Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha singing a wonderful song . Her voice is like that of the Ancients in harmony with the sounds of nature. I close my eyes and softly sing the phrase I remember. Life is a Cycle, a Cycle is a Circle, and in a Circle every thing returns to where it began. . I gentle kiss Doris’s check as I release her from our embrace. This song is my heart and soul singing. When I visit next I will bring the copy I have. We will shear a new memory together as the cycle of life continues. So that helping others, listing and telling stories. Oh yes, this is bliss in my life too!!!! “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

Bliss 4

Bliss blog 4 There are all kinds of events that are opening up as I continue on the journey to learn editing and provide video of my bliss. I am learning that I need to do additional grammar and spelling checks before loading my blog. I thought I was doing this but, it still comes up with errors that take away from the presentation of this material. When I was a Jr. in collage, (third year) my Composition professor called me into her office. She said she very much enjoyed the story I had written. Then she asked me if Englishes was my second language. I learned years ago in collage that I told her I always felt that way but I was born and raised in the USA. To salve this I tried not to write at all but to speak what I had to say. No grammar or spelling errors then. Now it's come around again. I need to write more and spend more time spelling and working with grammar or get a editor to work full time for me. LOL. The is a saying that goes when you know better you do better. That's all that's going on here I am learning to do better. Another area that is opening up is the use of programs on line to do what needs to be done. I found a free down load site and now I am reviewing the material to find the one that will suit my needs best. So I am learning and doing better with every situation that I prove how not to edit my materiel. The area that I am most content with right now is the winds voices. I listen to them each morning, afternoon and evening. I also play them 3 or 4 times a day now. I record the voices and each time it's getting better. This last time I did not take a video of the top of the cooking pot that holds the camera. The cat is in the house and/or another room before I record. The dogs are asleep so they do not sing to the winds voices. I am loving this experience and the gift of sharing it with you. "We are all one together Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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Http://RevMarylois.blogspot.com That is what we call COURAGE--acting in the face of fear. You rock. This is what Karen wrote me yesterday after I sent out my blog. Well I have been a person of my word. My word just does not look like the pitcher in my head. The vision I had was I would do every thing maybe one hour. For filming 20mins then another 20mins for uploading and editing last 20mins to write my blog. NOT!!!!!!! OMG! No one told me that you can crash a computer by downloading a video to up load to you tube. No that's not exactly what I did. I started downloading my video yesterday morning and sometime last night it completed. Not sure what I was doing, I said yes to everything on my 512MB chip being downloaded to my new 1T Seagate thing. Not only am I learning to download, upload and edit but I am learning a new language too. (I will have the word tomorrow in place of thing). I have all the videos downloaded now I will work with the editing of the video to get the dog barking and cat attack off the film. I also have several min of my feet. (I don't necessarily want everyone to watch me shuffle around in my great big blue duckies). So before uploading the brilliant sounds of the wind in the trees and the sounds of voices of the wind in the flute to you tube I have work to do. I keep saying expansion of knowledge is good! Technology is good!! And when I get to a point I want to throw in the towel and quite I yell at the top of my lungs or maybe it's just in my head GRANDMOTHER! Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha you are walking with me through this new acquisition of knowledge. I am walking with your faith in my abilities. I see your smile. I hear your loving encouragement. I feel your warm embrace. All of this keeps me moving forward. It does not matter how old I get I know that a gift like you is a bright lite when I am crawling up through a dark hole. I heard you load and clear, am holding onto what you emailed yesterday, love you!! That's the easy part because it is reflected back. From you and the others I call friends and family in my life. For me this is not just learning to upload or present to the world my gifts as the talker of the winds. I am realizing that facing my fear has a huge learning curve involved in it. When I stay focus on what I know, like the wind and the flute, my world is peaceful, but can be very limited. Each time I open to explore a new sound or the different frequency of the wind my world expands and there is more joy. My joy comes from opening and not closing in. It is the same with learning this new technology. My world expands and I reach out to share more joy with others. And this is my bliss sharing knowledge and spreading joy. P.S. Any one out there who wants to share with me a easy technology to do this I am open to expand! "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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Http://Revmarylois1.blogspot.com I started writing this blog about bliss but I stopped because I heard the voices of loved ones who have requested me to share the sound of the winds voices with you all. I am a novices at recording and electronics. But I know that it is only through doing that one achieves any thing. So in this blog I am laying out the up coming blogs. Tomorrow I will record the wind in the trees out side my home. Then up link it to you tube. I will record the voices of the winds as they play in the three flutes I have the privilege to steward and up link that too. I will include a link on my next blog with photos. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha says that we are only limited by our own fear and that we can do any thing we set our mind to do. That is what is going on hear. I am kicking my fear to the curb and moving forward to fortify who I am is all aspects of my life. I am looking forward to sharing this growth and development with all those who support me in the journey I call me. “We are one together” Rev Marylois R. Schott

Oh happy day

http://revmarylois1.blogspot.com Good Morning to the Ancients and all being every where! What a glories morning to waken to the sounds of a soft rain. I am smiling from ear to ear as I speak the beauty way before placing my feet up on the ground. Truly this grey sky morning is so beautiful. I slip into my robe. (For the sake of modesty, my sons at least!) to run thru the house and out doors. My feet are swift as I pass the sleeping dogs even my partner does not hear me open and close the door. Then I am in bliss. I drop my robe to the ground, raise my face to the heavens and my arms fling open to receive the blessings of the Grandmothers. It is a soft rain that touches my forehead, runs down my checks, and across my breast and on to Ela. I give great appreciation to the Giver who gives all things for this kissing, cleansing, and healing of my being. I do my practices in the great gift of the Grandmothers and as I complete I slowly upbraid my hip long hair. Run my fingers through it parting the back at the neck and lower my face to Ela. The Grandmothers are kissing the back of my neck. As I give thanks for the shower that has prepared this being for today. Today I celebrate the thinning of the vial between the worlds. This time of year has always been special for me. Those who walk in both worlds have always spoken to me and at this time even more. Even when I attended Church on a regulator bases we had service for the departed at his time of year. Connecting to those in the realms of the departed who wanted to be remembered. Being open to assist any who wanted to forgive them self for what ever they felt the need to. This allowed them to move forward and release there life here on Earth. Before that there was Halloween. Now this is a time of trick or treats and parties. When I was younger I would go to the nearest cemetery and sit and talk to the head stones. It felt right no one told me to and no one went with me. When I was done I made sure I filled my bad with goods to eat before returning home. The different between all of the activities that I have done and do know is intent. I set an intent and then take deliberate action to honor the traditions around this time of year. That is why the rain shower this morning tickled my heart. For me it was the way of the Ancients reaching out to prepare me for ceremony. I can hear the voice of Olama say we don’t just show up to place we show up to win. My winning has always been. Today I was open to receive the acknowledgement of the Ancestors for the action I was taking. Gold ribbons of rain all over my body. OH HAPPY DAY! “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

What do I write about?

http://revmarylois1.blogspot.com What do I write about to day? I have set my intent to write something joyful. OMG! I want to write about me. LOL!!!! As I begin to put pen to paper the two newest additions to our menagerie are playing. Little Bear is a black and tan puppy looks like a rottweiler or Black and Tan Coon dog mix, he is the youngest of the two puppies. Then there is Richard. He is a energizer bunny pretending to be a puppy. Not quite sure of the breed. He will be mid-size. These two beings have come a long way. They arrived from Az in very poor condition. There was a possibility that Richard would not make it. They where very emaciated and had manage. (The worst kind and this quickly spread to the entire house). Richard right eye was infected and he laid on Rays chest for most of the day and night. Several times Ray and I would have the conversation about weather Richard spirit would stay here. Raymond would always say but his spirit is strong! I would respond but it’s his choose to stay or go. Every morning Ray would greet me with, Richard is eating and drinking. Today he walk a little feather. By the fourth day Richard was struggling to climb up on the couch to set near Ray and when we called all the rest of the dogs for food he ran to get at the front of the line. I would smile and Bear would laugh at how this spunky little puppy with the deformed leg took over as head of the pack. Little Bear would bring up the rear of the group but as soon as possible he would move as close to Richard as possible. He was the smallest then and he just loved to set next to Richard making sure he was touching him somewhere. That is until he started hanging out with Jake. Now that’s another story. Re-reading what I have just written has brought me joy and I hope it makes u feel good too! Then I have sent and intent and carried it out too! “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

Bloging again

revmarylois.blogspot.com Blessing!!!! To begin and then to begin again is not always an easy thing to do sometimes we lose sight of the blessing that comes from the simple act of doing. This is the story that I am talking about today. Beginning again. It has been awhile since I wrote a blog. I have every and any reason you could think for not writing. Truth is I did not want to/just did not do it. When I started to thing more about it a conversation started in my head. It is going something like this. I indulged the child mind and let her decide not to play. Which is not true. It’s just the reason, excuse, or story that I am telling. Today when I turned on my computer and the thought of blogging came to me the little voice in my head said no not today I don’t want to. Then the other voices started, what do you want? I want to play games and spend a little time face booking it’s so much more fun. So where is the blessing in that? Ok, so now I relies that I am having the voices in my head have a full blown conversation and I am writing about them!! The next voice takes over and says that could be the blessing!!! You are writing. Ya that could be it. But isn’t this just a bunch of babble? I start to giggle because I also relies that I am not afraid to write or that I might be judged for what I am writing. This was a pattern for me from my pass. That I might right the wrong thing. I am just enjoying putting ink to paper. Creating in a free style and this is a blessing. That’s it, I am writing this not typing it on a computer! I can see the words as the form on the paper and the creative side of my brain becomes engaged. The child mind is playing and we are happy. What a blessing!! Then the voice of my Elder Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha begins to stir in my thoughts. The blessing is in the doing my child. For me my pattern is to become over whelmed and stopped . Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha has always shared with us that action is the key to moving beyond our perceived limitations. Your not stuck if you are moving. What a blessing!!!!!!!!!!! The wind picks up in the back ground as I am writing this blog. I spend a few minutes listen to the sounds of brother wind blowing in the trees. This is a blessing always! The mind child says I love the way the leaves play with the leaves. When it blows hard there are small branches and little leaves that float to the ground. It’s like they are dancing. What a blessing to hear and see the wind move the leaves and play different notes amongst the different types of tree people. It is a sound that lifts my heart and makes my spirit fly. Hear the Winds voices they are a blessing. Now I begin again to share a piece of myself with those around me. It was not so tough but it is a blessing!! “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

Life with 4dogs and a cat

revmarylois1blogspot.com Blog 12 2011 Life with four dogs and a cat. The puppies are settling in. I am quite sure that Richard is part coyote. The more his fur grows in and he is treated for the manage he has the more he looks like Wiley Coyote from AMCE cartoon. I keep waiting for the packet to arrive for Little Bear or Gracie. They are the ones who gang up on Richard so they are the ones who I expect will receive the packages. Every day our life changes some days that is a microscopic way. We may not even notice. But always the changes are taking place. My life has changed in leaps and bounds in the last few years. I take a breath and every thing is changing. It is wonderful. Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha has told us on more then one occasion if you don't like the way something is going just wait a little and it will change. That is life in a nut shell. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Sept. 7 2011 I almost made it home last night. My plain was belayed and I ended up spending an extra night with Zalima. Bear was to tired to come and get me. It was always a dream of mine to be greeted when I got off the plain with a kiss maybe flowers and I thought for sure this would be the time. After all Bear and I are at the beginning of our relationship and we had not seen each other in 17days. But alas it did not happen. So it is still out there as something romantic that could happen in the future. Bear came and got me at 6am this morning. On the drive home he told me he had brought 2 puppies home with him. I took a deep breath and hissed at him. What are you trying to tell me. We agreed that there would be no more dogs that 2 where enough for the life style we wanted of travel. He said no problem we will just take them with us. This does not work for me I will stay home or go alone before I travel with 2 black labs a cat and now two puppies. If I had not gone completely crazy before this would surly drive me over the edge. Now I am home. I have met Little bear and Richard. I am still not thrilled with the additions. There is medical audition both puppies need so I will tend to that Mean while I will have a dog house built so I have a place to stay while the dogs move in. LOL. I know this is a time of growth for me because it has been along time sense I have had so much energy pent up that needs to be expressed. This is one of those occasions when Bear and I are looking at different sides of the tissues box. I need to get over my self and Bear and I need to set down and make a new policy one that works for both of us. (Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' I did hear you at Sun Dance). Any one looking for a puppy!!!!!!!!! "We are all one together" Rev Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Sept 5 Bear and Ray are in Texas headed for the Gulf Coast and the storm that is blowing there. The are still pumped up from their time in AZ. I know when I get home I will get an ear full. Bear and Ray do not like to talk on the phone a lot. Bear has a hearing lost due to taint and Raymond would rather talk heart to heart. So I am looking forward to our morning coffee and the time we spend sharing our days. Bear has already figured out the repairers needed for the RV and he is looking into putting a propane system into the RV to get better gas mileage. Raymond has a job interview when he gets home I have to locate resources to fund Blue Skys Enterprise. As a side note I am involved with an interfaith group of woman who's goal is to bring together in harmony there faith based practices. It is wonderful we are all sharing our hearts we say the same thing with different words. I sit and listen and the Red Road, Christen, Buddhist, Muslim, Quaker, Shaker, Hindu, Catholic, Apostolic, or Pagan based faith all speaking I hear one voice. There are others who join us and we share what ever lays on our hearts mostly that we are seen as a person. When it was my turn to speak my heart poured out with gratitude for the giving this group was being. We have the parental to balance the world with what we share. This peace is called harmony and it is a gift from Source and it is all we need to heal the imbalance of Mother's Earth. WADO!!! for all you do each and everyone of you. I take a deep breath as I sit back down and hear Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' keep that child dancing. If you could see within my being you would see a little girls dancing her little heart out with joy and gratitude. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Sept 4 2011 Last night I got a phone call from Bear. He and Ray where in their way home. We talked for quite a while. They where a little melancholy over leaving before the project was complete. Bear talked about some of the other projects he had volunteered at. This one he learned not every thing in life is done in one way. The projects master contractor for the Hopi project is Source. This was a new concept for Bear. But he said he learned. He talked about the donations that had been given to him when he first stepped forward in Ohio. It touched his heart. When the children gave him fonds to use on his trip. Before he left for AZ. he held me in his arms and said I never expected anyone to help with my expenses it is not my way. I held his giant head in my hands and raised up on my toes to give him a big kiss. My love it is important that you except the gift that others have to give you. It is their way of being apart of the project. Not everyone has the experience, knowledge, tools and time to do what you and Ray are doing. I am learning is all he said. I began to giggle. This is what I said to Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha when I lived in Ohio at the village. Now they are on their way home and another donation has been given them. He said when he arrived in AZ he was told that $1000.00 had been raised for his travel expenses and he was grateful. We had agreed that all of our personnel expenses would be set aside to get this project going. Now as we look at the up dates on the emails that are set out daily we see that the small group of Bear Wind Band have donated there time and moneys to work this projects. The funds keep being donated by those who can not be there and Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' hold her course to complete this gift to Anema. As she said we are here to win not just finish. I look forward to my visit to AZ the end of this Month to see the beautiful home that is built with love. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Sept. 2 2011 Can you believe it by the time I return to Florida Bear and Raymond should be home. They will even have one days rest before I get there. This has been a true time of growth and development for us all. For Bear and my relation ship this has been a trail by fire. We both jumped into projects with out the concern and let them work there self out. We are learning to support each other and to listen and speak out when we disagree. Raymond, has touch my heart in an even deeper space of gratitude for choosing me as his mother. How he has jumped into the project in AZ is amazing! The people working with him have sent messages that he would keep things moving. Just kept moving to keep the work going. I am looking forward to setting and sharing the stories of the building of the Hopi house and his meeting new people and being in a plae he has never been before. He is 33 and this is the first time he has been west of the Mississippi. Yesterday I visited Plymouth Mass. What a gift came my way in the gift shop as I was leaving the presences of an energy was off to my left. There laying on the shelf on a white piece of rabbit pelt was a 9inch long and 3/4inch pocket flute it was talking to me. I picked it up gave thanks to the tree nation for this gift then I placed it to my lips. The most perfect sound melted into the air. Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha, I heard my heart song the song of my name. Later that day Zalima asked me if the music in the gift shop was my song or where they playing a cd. It was me and what a complement. This beautiful crafted pocket flute has come home with me and now we gift those around us with the harmony of the sound of the wind and the tree nation. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Sept 1 2011 Bear health is of big concern for me today. Being over 4000 miles away my mothering has kicked into high gear and all I can do is advise and prey he takes care of himself. The roof is almost done and the crew is coming in today to work on the cement. In Boston I am going to Plymonth Rock today. Tomorrow we head to Main and labster heaven. At least for the humans. I will not be with computer access for a couple of days and I have not upgraded to unlimited or blackberry so I will pick up bloging on Sunday or Monday. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 31 Good morning I missed my call from Bear yesterday. I was at prey with Ziliama and her family yesterday and then we celebrated all day we went to bed around 2am. What a wonderful family there was over 100 people in the home and the laughter filled the very code of my being. No outsiders everyone was embraced as a family member. OH!!!! the food was, well I still don't have a word for the love you feel in every bite. The flavor oh wow!!!! But you had to watch yourself because if you sat to long at the table someone brought you food. It was all so good! This morning I had a big blessing! There was a updated photo of the Hopi House! When I put the album together I will send it to you all, before, darning and after shots!! I am on a fast internet server this morning so I have started to get more correspondence from the last month. I got photos of Bear and Ray too!!!!!!! Today I will visit history of my family history.(My Grandfather Goodell's side of the family) They came to America on the Elizabeth and landed on Plymouth Rock. They settled in the Massachusetts area and this is the first time I have visited this area before. I am excited!!! More tomorrow !!!! Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 29 2011 I am in Boston my flight was on of the last ones out of Tampa before Irene was to hit Boston Area. We fly above and over Irene I giggled and listen to the sounds of the wind from this vantage point. I went from being behind the storm to above and then in front of her. To those who where traveling with me itt was a normal flight and the wind gave us an hour early arrival time. As the storm intensified I went into a deep sleep. When I awake we where with out power for most of the day. I sat and listen to Irene's outer bands. Then the wind began to pick up and I walked outside, My feet started to move to the beat of Nuwatie and my voice began to express the sounds of the winds. Each band of Irene spunn a different story to be told. There was a spiraling of the sound coming deep within the wind raising up from the deepth of my being. The tree people bowed low the leaves turned over and we talked the talk of nature. The Grandmothers came to me from all directions. Kissing me and healing the most minute particle. Then the wind would blow and the dusting and cleaning took place. Irene Wado for the cleaning and balancing that you bring. I learned later that the ones inside the house where conceded for my well being. They saw the trees bend and in their fear they thought they would break and I would be harmed. Zalima assured them that I was safe. She told them that I am the voice of the wind and I would listen and be one with the elements. Zalima's family has embraced me and I am at peace here. They began by treating me like a guest then they opened their hearts and now I am one of the family. I am learning the customs and traditions of this Moslum community. From the place I love best the kitchen to feed the people and nature to sing the elements. Then I walked the perimeter of this beautify home nestold in in the woods of Boston. Each step I sang the wing and I touched the tree people. Up the road several trees fell on power lines and a few branches and some leaves have fallen here. No harm came to anyone here or any member of this family. This morning I read the email from Grandmother Pa' Ris'Ha "Irene has hit targets that have been charted and is on time and will be complete on new moon. Many continued effects for sure but it's energy purpose in place as sent forth. And the Mothers electromagnetic field charged. Days ago the Mother began her transitions on the East Coast. That earth quack moved as far North as Toronto, Canada and Montreal, and down to our home base in Ohio. So a line has been drawn. And it's still being determined of what extent. So heads up Beloveds. This is the Dance of creation and the great cleanse is of many blessings, all is love and fear is only false belief's so open yourself to being who you are and behold a world in birth!!! "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

Boston and AZ

revmarylois1blogspot.com Good morning I am setting at the air port it is 6:45 and my flight leaves at 8:20. I began to giggle began to giggle it's another tissue box moment. The ticket agent last night said to be very early that everyone would be trying to get out ahead of Irene. Well I think everyone decide to site this storm out there are only a hand full of us here and I have never seen this airport so empty. The last 30days have been filled with tissue box example. (You see it one way and I see it another even when we are looking at it from the same time). Last night Arlene was graces enough to shear with me that there is more to putting a traditional roof back up then I was aware of. I got so excited when Bear said he was going to put the roof on Today I liked it to what I know about roofing it takes a good crew about one day to do a whole roof. Well know I have additional information to add to my knowledge. The information I have for putting back up a roof is only part of the equation then there is replacing the cede What I know is Bear and Ray will be there till they are done no matter how excited I get over being with them. I love it when we get more information we can enhance our knowledge It is so great that Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' and Arlene are sending out reports. This way we get different view of the same project. All the sides of the tissue box get to be described. As I travel today I know I am the wind and to day the wind blew gently as I travel. Be well. "We are one together" Rev Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 27 2011 Talk with Bear and Ray today. The concrete for the floor was delivered today. Tomorrow Bear will finish the roof. The laying out of the concrete was handed off yesterday. The rest of the building of the Hopi Elders home will be handed off and Ray and Bear will be headed home soon. It was wonderful to hear Rays voice wee talked for several min. before losing connection. I asked him what he was thinking. He said this was a cultural experience for him. He is excited for what has been accomplished and we where happy to talk to each other. He was concerned about my kidney and my travel on Sat. with Irene spinning around. I tell him I appreciate his concern and I will be very careful and take care of myself. (I am the storm the wind is who I am). Then the phone service got cut off and our conversation was over. I held back 400 of my income from last month to assist them in their travel and on Sept 3 I will have my SSD check for the rest of there journey. I can get it done! My guys will be home and then they can start on their next projects building a ramp for Nancy. Before we take off again for AZ to be with our family darning the aliment of the plants. Mean while I am headed off to Boston at 8:20am Sat Aug 27. My brother Chuck will be setting with the dog and cat while we are all away from home. I will be learning a new culture and re-visiting part of my families history in Salmon Massachusetts. I am not sure of the computer connection there but if available I will blog every day and keep you updated on Bear and Ray "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug. 26, 2011 The tissue box. I am writing about the lesson used in one of the Landmark Education Class I took. It so applies to every day of my life but I am feeling it more lately. In this demonstration two people stood up and a tissue box was placed between them. They where asked to describe what they saw. The woman said there was a white space with writing on it. The box was solid and the writing was black. The man said the box was blue with white clouds and had a oval hole in the middle of it. Both where right! From the perspective they where looking at the box that is what they say and that is what there was. Everyday Bear describes to me how far they have come on the Hopi house. In my minds eye I see the area that I have stood in before. My mind draws a image and that is what is there for me. Today Arlene sent some photo's' of the house it is so much different then I had thought only the structure looks familiar. It is so much bigger and brighter then I remember in my minds I. Still I am seeing this project through the filter of others. I await the day that I can be there heart to heart to see the gift that all of those who are there have given of there hearts. The rest of us get to be apart of this venture through our gift of donation, We can support those who are doing with cash and supplies. There is a table, 4 chairs, a twin bed with bedding, flooring, and other materials that are needed. Remember that with modern conventions you can find these thing on line and have them delivered to AZ Start looking! I saw a folding rocking chair for the new front porch that I would love to see sent to AZ. My goal is to raise the money and send it. Along with some bedding. What is your goal! "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 25, 2011 Yesterday while talking to Bear I could see in my minds I the vision of the Elders transformed home. I could see Steve working on the roof and Ray leveling the floors. I saw the grading of the land where the 10' porch will be. Bear keep saying its coming along. I can see the end nearing. I miss my guys it been almost two weeks since they left. I am preparing for their return. We still need funds. To complete and get my guys home so that is the ends to which I am working. Bear has developed a large following in Hopi. He has taken to paying attention to the 28 dogs who live out in that part of Hopi. The follow him around. Might have something to do with his feed they every chance he get! LOL "We are all one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 24 2011 Bear says they are coming along on the progression of the Hopi Elders home. They are preparing to pour the new floor on Friday. Mean while the are clearing out for a porch with a hang over so she can site outside and enjoy the day with out being cooked by the sun. Raymond keeps asking about the dogs and saying I ok get thinks done at a slower pace then he is use to. But it's getting done and that's the important part. On the home front. I have people calling me now to donate so I am sending them to web sites. There are people who have known me for many years who are asking how they can get involved with Blue Sky's with people they know in need. My answer is simple. It is one I have heard from my Elder Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' many times. When you know there is a issue/problem. bring it forward but also bring forward an solution. This I know to be true. I know that the solution may not always be the beat one but it gets the conversation going in the right direction. The next think I tell them is get the funding started or an origination that will sponsoryou/us. We have the man power and the craft and creative power, put it all together and we can do anything. "We are all one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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Aug 23 2011 revmarylois1blogspot.com I have been reading Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' updates on the ATC web site. wow!!! The photos she posted are great! Bear and I took the time yesterday to have more then a 2min. connection. It was wonderful. He got to share many aspects of the building. How the block around the roof of the house is almost complete. Today he is headed to get the big panel truck that had broke down on the first day and is now up and running again. He will load it with the roofing supplies and head bake to the work site. As we talked I reminded him that he had to be home by Sept 8. We have several legal matter that need to be taken care of before our return to AZ. Then he told me that he was going to be working with disaster relief company if or when the storms hit. Oh ya Raymond would be working too! Wow once you open up to help others and you allow/show action in what you intend Great Spirit opens up and you have what you asked for. A way to server others. WADO to Source for this gift. So Gracie, Jake, Boots and I had a talk last night. We agreed that we would do what we needed to on the home front to run and operate Blue Sky Enterprise. At lets I think they agreed either that or they where just happy with the dogie cookies and cat treats I was giving them. LOL. "We are all one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 22. Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' sent some wonderful photos. On my current system I can not send them to you. But I will be able to soon. So the floor has been dug out. Two rows of blocks are being replaced on the roof. Bear said he felt better to day there is water in the RV and he got to take a cold shower. I have to smile when I think of him in the shower. He has to fold his head down to fit. The shower is 6' tall and he is 6'6". Lucky there is a detectable shower head or he would only be washing from his chest down. LOL The baby whip baths where getting to him. Can you imagine how many baby whips it would take to wash a 6'6" 290lb man? ALOT!!! We talked about the progress being made and how much hard work the people of the Hopi village and those who came from Kingman have been doing. Digging in the clay was not easy work. But they got it done one shovel full at a time. Raymond said he misses the dogs. I smiled. Raymond likes to spend hours in solitude planing and laying out what he is going to do. He does this with Jake by his side. In AZ he is doing this in the companies of humans. There just is no place or time for him to be in solitude. Then the conversation changed. Bear let me know that the money in his account has been spent on gas driving back and forth to camp site at night and other expenses that have come up. The money I am collecting right now is going for supplies so we have to get creative on finding fund to keep the two of them going in AZ. and get them bake home. I love giving to others the rewards are great. There is always a finical cost to being generous. This is a lesson that we are learning. IT will not detoured us for continuing to give we will dig deeper and reach out to everyone to assist us in assisting others. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 21 2010 Communication up in the mountains of Hopi have been scatted at best. If the wind plows just right you can not make connection with the cell phones. And if your talking some times it takes three or four calls before you complete a call. What I really love is that everyone I text or call some time receive my messages but most of the time it is delayed or does not arrive. Except Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' she gets my messages every time and I have gotten hers very clear. So is it the wind or does GMP have a better cell phone then other? LOL Yesterday was a day of change. Bear was resistant to the changes that needed to be made. But even the Bear has to learn residents is futile when you are working with Spirits. It's just easier to regroup and move with the flow of spite. Eventually he did. Now there are people shoveling out the dirt floor of the home down 4inch. before a new concrete floor will be laid. Digging down instead of going up makes sense when you consider the winds that blow up there in the mountains of Hopi. GMP and Bear tell me that Raymond just gets it done. If the plans change he moves with the plans. Kind of like his MOM. What you can do you do and you move with the flow to get er done. The way I look at it, it takes a lot less energy to go with the flow then fight with the current. We are still in fund raising mode. I am looking forward to my guys return. Jake and Gracie our black labs. miss their Bear and Ray. Last nigh Jake curled up in Raymond's blanket while Gracie decide to sleep on Bear's side of the bed. Believe it or not I think Gracie takes up more room then Bear. Boot's, our cat, on the other hand keeps going to the back door and looking out. Then he sprawls across Bear's work bench. They each have there way of letting me know how much they miss Bear and Ray. I just keep calling and talking to them found raising and preparing for their return to Florida. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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Aug. 20th 2011 WOW! We have many hands on board now there are 5 Hopi families who have come forward to help. And the Bear wind Band has arrived on sight. On Wed. when Bear and Ray arrived the big truck for hauling supplies broke down. Yesterday Friday. Bear was driving a big truck with supplies out to the Hopi village. While he was gone those left behind where preparing to remove the roof to be removed and the walls to be shored up to support the new roof. Excitement fills the air. Back here, Weeki Wachee, Fl and in Kingman, AZ We are manning the phones and reaching out to all our friends and extended families to assist us in completing this project. Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha has sent out request for donations of money and supplies. This is an urgent plea!!!!! We have the hands to get it done but we are in a time crunch. Many return to work Monday and Bear and Raymond need to be back in Fl the first part of Sept. To prepare for a return trip to AZ the end of Sept. Lets light up the air ways with the pledges to assist with the building of this Hopi Elders home. As we lift one so we lift 1000. Contact me at this email site or 727 501 4917 "We are all one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com Aug 18, 2011 9:00 AM EST. Bear and Ray are in AZ around exits 31 on route 40. Bear does not where he is by name just where he is on the road. They have traveled over 2150miles so far. Today they meet up with Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' and the crew from Kingman. Bear tells me that yesterday that got slowed down by a rain storm. I asked if he remembered to introduce himself. He said oh ya, we had to change the windshield wipers in the middle of the storm. Then it let up! Gas mileage has gone down on the RV because the octane rating is lower so they switch to a high level costing more but the RV runs better. Today we are sending out a request for donations to help us rebuild the home of a elderly woman, over 80. This woman has shared her wisdom and gifts of the ancients with many of us and this is just one small way to give back. I have made several visits to her modest home over the last 10years and she has always been generous in her invitation and welcomed us with open arms into her home for all the years she has been in this dimension. We want to make her life a little more comfortable through her kidney dialysis treatments and the remainder of her days here on this plain. I invite each of you to be a part of this in what ever way possible. Share the blessing of giving to others it will come back 1000 fold. Our expenses to date are over 1500, not including the 9000 we spent on a used RV for Ray and Bear, and there is still water, ice, food and gas cost to cover for those volunteering on the roof rebuild. Contact me at 727 501 4917 and I will give you the information as to where you can send a donation. These funds are needed now!!! So call and be apart of this gift. If you can't do then fund! "We are all one together" Rev Marylois R. Schott

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Revmarylois1blogspot.com 4:00 am. EST Aug 17, 2011, On the road again. Last night they pulled over around 10:30pm, right after San Antonio , Texas . Bear had been driving 19 hours, pulling over for gas and one half hour rest stop. They are working the bugs out of the equipment. Today they are testing a theory that if they run the generator for the air conditioner in the RV and not run the air conditioner on the van motor they will be able to pick up the gas mileage. Right now they are averaging 7 1/2miles per gallon. Bear asked that any of the children out there who are following this blog figure out this math equation. They have traveled 1245miles and their average cost for gas is 3.55per gallon. How many gallons have they used so far and how much has it cost them? I spoke with the guys around 7:00am. They are still in good humor. Bear said he is making sure Raymond is washing up at every potty break? LOL (For those of you have not meet Ray he is 33years old and has been taking care of his personnel need for many years). Ray said he is making sure Bear takes potty breaks. LOL. Hay Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ these two are solving all the fabrication and construction issues of the world as they travel across country. LOL, even the ones they don’t know about. “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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2:00am the coffee is going and the guys are getting ready to leave. All of a sudden there is a shift and Bear is gathering a few last items he wants for the journey. It's about 3:15am they fill their travel mugs and kisses and hugs for me and the dogs. Out the door they go. I stand in the drive way until the 33ft motor home is out in the road and headed down the street. I can hear the sound of the motor as it continues on it way to AZ. I step back inside and Gracie nudges me. OK girl I will lay back down for a bit it's still early. 9:10am. I call to check up on the progress of the trip. Bear answers. I say are you there yet. Nope! But I am about to throw Raymond out of the truck every 10min he ask are we there yet! LIL!!! Not only that he keeps touching me and saying I'm not touching you! I laugh and tell him is Raymond does not stop send I will send him to his room! I hear Ray say oh darn I might have to stretch out in the soft bed if I don't stop! Their sense of humor is great. Then I ask where they are. We are 150mile from Texas still in Florida this is one long state! I ask if they are going to have to stop and fill up soon. Bear says we have stopped twice since the 1st. fill up. 140dollars to fill up the tank, 40dollars when we stopped for coffee and 90dollars when we stopped to get rid of the coffee, I suggested at that cost maybe they should hold on to the coffee. LOL! So we are averaging about 7 to 8 miles per gallon. (Even thought they are traveling in a self contained motor-home we chose to drive it cross country without water in the holding tank to get better gas mileage. Bear and I talk about our life in the last 120days we have co-cohabited together. Only Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' do we know has travel more. We have put over 6,600 miles in travel. Once for Bear's Grand daughters 1st birthday to Long Island 2600miles round trip, then to Oh for Sun Dance, and all the errands needed to be run 3200miles, then to get the RV 1500round trip. Now Bear is traveling over 2200miles to get to AZ then back and another trip in Sept. back out there around 9000miles. Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' has traveled that many miles and more to work with those who want to learn the ways of Nuwatie. Transporting sounds better and better all the time just think of the time we will have to travel more!!! "We are all one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

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revmarylois1blogspot.com So here is a little update. On Aug. 11 2011 Bear fly to Virgina and picked up a 1993, Four Winds Motor home we bought. He drove it back and arrived mid morning of the 12Th. Raymond, Bear, and I have spent the last three days going over every inch to get it ready for a trip to AZ. Bear and Raymond replaced all the hose and tuned the engine. While they also checked, cleaned, and repaired any electronics or appliances that need work. I put my energy to cleaning ceiling to floor and making it comfortable for the weeks Bear and Ray are in AZ. We loaded it with gear for build and the comfort of sleeping and eating. When Would go to shop for food Bear would remind me about something Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' said in Oh about not going some where to Eat and Sleep. I laugh and said that was true so I would but the food and sleeping gear in the RV and they could chose to eat and/or sleep or not. LIL! What an adventure! The two guys look forward to meeting up with who ever will help in AZ. They do not have a way to get supplies to the location. But, that can be worked out when they arrive. I am staying in Florida to take care of the dogs and cat. Also I will be attending Ramadan with Zelma's at the end of the Month in Boston, MS. I have agreed to keep everyone posted as to the progress on the new roof repair. It is 10:11pm est. Bear and Ray have been a sleep for hours. They plan on leveling at 2:00am est. Yunsia Time. We are grateful for the finical assents by our brothers and sisters. To date there has been 430.00 collected. And 100.00 more pledged. WADO! Everyone. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

revmarylois1blogspot.com Hold Your Head UP High When you walk through a storm hold your head up high and don't be afraid of the dawn. I have always loved this verse. Even as a child I would stand with my head up and my chest out and with great gusto and much delight I would let every note vibrate. Then every thing around me would reignite trough my being. This was my space my song and my peace of mind. Every thing was possible when I was singing my song. Today I live this song. When the storm starts I run into the wind and raise my head up high. I am here!!!!! Hear me!!! See Me!!! Feel Me!!!! I raise my voice in great appreciation for the wind and the rain that has come to bless my day. I am embraced by the arms of the Grandmothers as they kiss me heal me cleanse me with every drop of rain that runs over my body. I remember a day when I was traveling with a dear friend. I feel fast asleep. The sky began to darken and then the rain started. Soon it was a tyrannical down pour. Even with the lights on she could not see the road ahead of her. She reached over to wake me. Should I pull over? I smiled over at her. No, I am the storm. All is well! We just need to introduce ourselves. I opened the window of the car and help my hand out. Hello beloved it is I thank you for gracing us with the opportunity to say hello. Thank you for the gifts you bring for clearing the air and what ever work you are doing. The storm contained. I turned to her and said the storm awaits your introduction. With a little bit of hesitance she opened her window. Placing her hand outside she introduced herself. At the exact moment there was a large clap of thunder and a bout of lighting filled the sky. She looked at me. Smiling I said place the rain on the back of your neck and become one with the gift that has been given you. She did and the storm lessen and the road was clear ahead of us. I went back to sleep and she said two more time a storm came she introduced her self and was not afraid. Calm came to her every time. We held our heads up high and gave thanks. For that is who we are. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

revmarylois1.blogspot.com Just Breath. When I am not centered and my world begins to spin out of control. I hear the loving words of Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ say breath. Now another and then center and breath again. Just a few years ago I began to spin out of control and instead of breathing I began to run. I ran away from all that I knew was best for me. I tried to run from the very core of my life, the breath of me. As I ran father and fast I lost sight of the center of my being. In this race against self you’re breathing increases, even if your body decreases in motion. I was not moving and the shallow breathing left my brain little or no oxygen for clear thinking. What a paradox. Running and not moving. Not true I was moving back ward into a dark hole that I chose, in this hole the breathing of my life force became labored. In this hole you see a light above you but it is so dark you convince yourself that you are alone. You act out your daily life and pretend no one sees you. But there is that dam light that keeps shine from the opening of the hole. Who would dear to hold that open and still allow you to run this game of distraction on yourself? Even in the moments you want all light to stop so you can free fall into the obis. That light is still there you pled with the one who is holding it open to close it and let you go. She still holds. Run as far and as fast as you want, I love you, when you are ready, Breath Beloved Breath! Suddenly I take a deep breath. Then I hear, now another. The journey back up the hole begins to fill with light. I breathe deeper and move up the air is clearer and my brain begins to feel the fog lift. Even before I reach the opening I am met by the arms of love. I reach to the haven and feel the embrace of Olama as she embraces me. It is good to be back in the arms of love! Wado Grandmothaer! “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R. Schott

Revmarylois1.blogspot.com Slow motion! Recently I moved out into the country. I love being in the fresh air and on three sides of me there is 400 acres of undeveloped land. This is paradise for one who is in touch with the part of them that is Eli’s daughter. I feel a lot less rushed and peace fills my being and over flows to those around me. In the morning there is the sound of the song birds to wake you and sing as you great Nunda and welcome the day. Through out the day there are birds of pray calling from the tall pines. Night time we hear the hooting of the owl. The only sound that interrupts my sleep is snoring of the Bear beside me. (I kind of like that).LOL When floating in the pool or even playing with the children who visit, there is a gentle calmness. No rush to get any thing done. There is a slow and steady pace. Which is a delight to see and feel those who come become apart of the haven of our home. There is now a clearer understand of the calmness that comes over me when I am with my beloved Elder. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha”. For many years she has been the calmness that I did not hold still for. Under her wings I have grown to enjoy the gift of peace and grace that is given from the Elements. These gifts of the Earth, Wind, Fire, and Water that are the life force of our being. WADO! “We are one together” Rev. Marylois R, Schott

http:revmarylois1.blogspot.com Always learning Every moment of every day I am learning something. I was raised in Upstate NY spent 40 years living there. This week I took a trip to Long Island New York. Same Governor for New York but these to areas are as different as day and night. I learned on this visit that for my whole life I had pronounced Long Island wrong. For the natives of this area when you pronounce Long Island the g is a hard, not a soft one. I think this is because of the thick accent they speak with even though in this part of NY I am the one who speaks different.. When speaking with a group of native Long Islanders they let me know that no where are bagels made right but on Long Island. That the best pizza in the world was made here too. The issue they had with me is they could not prove this to me. I am on an eating plan that does not include breads of any kind. But, I am learning the pride of this community. Generations of living in the same area has provided them with a since of community that is very strong. When I travel home. (Home for me is where ever my Elder Pa‘Ris‘Ha‘ I). We come together with the same since of community. The traditions we share makes those of us who travel from all four corners of the Earth to one location have a commonality. When embrace each other it does not matter where we where raised we are one. We have generation of knowledge being shared. We learn the gift the Elder shares and take it back to out communities and share it with others. I am looking forward to my visit to OH this July and the teaching that will be shared. My since of community is so great at this time. I start smiling with every though. What I will learn this year at Sun Ceremony will be shared with millions every where. I bring with me to the land in OH the gift and request of everyone I have met this year. Be Well “We are one together” Rev. Marylois

blog: http:revmarylois.blogspot.com Practice till we get it! All of life is a practice. We go through our days repeating the same things over and over we are training our mind to repeat an action over and over in the same way. Some times this is a good thing and some times the out come is not so desirable. In the case of a child learning to walk it is good I have the privilege to watch Bear’s one year old granddaughter Emily today. She is a beautiful blue eye, red headed preacious being. She titers back and forth as she balances herself and steps toward the direction she is headed. No one taught her how to rock back and forth to balance she just does it. This knowledge is there it came with her. Some times she over compensates as she titers and down she goes. She looks around and up she comes again to start all over again. Every step she takes she is connecting more nero nets to each other. This develops the a new pattern that will become automatic in just a few weeks. In the case of a compulsive behavior such as over eating. Practicing the behavior can lead to obesity and And other health concerns. In my life experience I have been morbidly obese. The main contributor was a compulsive behavior that I indulged. I would consume a whole loaf of bread and jar of peanut butter in one day along with regular meals and snacks. The bread and peanut butter where eaten behind closed door or hidden away from others around me. After years of repeating this behavior I became an automatic response to my everyday life. If I was up set I hide and ate. My nero nets where use to this behavior and I continued until my weight reach the 300 range and I was diagnose with diabetes. In both case there is one thing that remains constant. Like Grand mother Pa’Ris’Ha says. “Make a choice“. Little Emily could make the choose to let other carry her around . I could eat myself to death. Either way it’s a choice. Yesterday in a communication to my Elder I answered I am heath wealth and happy . I choose! Now I must not only choose this but I must practice it every day. Repeat health chooses every time I am eating. Repeat wealthy chooses to live my life for myself and others ever time. Give graduate for all things for this is my greatest joy. Practice, Practice, Practices!!!! Be Well “We are one together” Rev Marylois

http://revmaryloisblogspot.com I am never more sure of my self then when I am unsure. Can you believe it. I am always in perfect sink with the knowing that I do not know something. Even when I have some what of an ideal I am still sure that I don’t know it all. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha has often said that we have always been and there fore we know but we are not standing in the I AM. Of this I am sure. I have heard from many different sources that with in each of us we hold all knowledge. Being reconnect to it is the area that I am unsure of. What ever way I look at it when I am unsure I am most often open and respective to learn. For this I am grateful. And each day I become more sure of the un-sureness in my life and that makes it clear. LOL. Be well “We are all one together” Rev. Marylois

http://revmaryloisblogspot.com I wrote a love letter. And in it I wrote about the men I have loved and Still love. I wrote about what it was In them that had me desire Them. I wrote about how I felt Wrapped in their arms. I wrote about the way each Relationship came to an end. I wrote about what it was I wanted from them. I wanted The same thing from each of them. I wanted them to love me the way I refused to love myself. I wanted each of them to Except the gifts I gave so freely. But refused to except from them. I wrote about the little girl lost In a woman’s world. I wrote of the beautiful one that reaches out and is learning to reach in. I wrote about having a love affair With the woman I AM. I wrote about giving her The gift of me I so desperately Tried to give away. I wrote about the Beauty Way I prey each day. And then I stood and embraced My Beauty this is my win always. Be Well "We are all one together" Rev Marylois

Bear and Ray's AZ adventure

revmarylois1blogspot.com Sept 5 Bear and Ray are in Texas headed for the Gulf Coast and the storm that is blowing there. The are still pumped up from their time in AZ. I know when I get home I will get an ear full. Bear and Ray do not like to talk on the phone a lot. Bear has a hearing lost due to taint and Raymond would rather talk heart to heart. So I am looking forward to our morning coffee and the time we spend sharing our days. Bear has already figured out the repairers needed for the RV and he is looking into putting a propane system into the RV to get better gas mileage. Raymond has a job interview when he gets home I have to locate resources to fund Blue Skys Enterprise. As a side note I am involved with an interfaith group of woman who's goal is to bring together in harmony there faith based practices. It is wonderful we are all sharing our hearts we say the same thing with different words. I sit and listen and the Red Road, Christen, Buddhist, Muslim, Quaker, Shaker, Hindu, Catholic, Apostolic, or Pagan based faith all speaking I hear one voice. There are others who join us and we share what ever lays on our hearts mostly that we are seen as a person. When it was my turn to speak my heart poured out with gratitude for the giving this group was being. We have the parental to balance the world with what we share. This peace is called harmony and it is a gift from Source and it is all we need to heal the imbalance of Mother's Earth. WADO!!! for all you do each and everyone of you. I take a deep breath as I sit back down and hear Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha' keep that child dancing. If you could see within my being you would see a little girls dancing her little heart out with joy and gratitude. "We are one together" Rev. Marylois R. Schott

Extraodinarily Ordinarey

Extraordinarily Ordinary

Every day of our lives we have example of how extraordinary we can be. One of the first example that can to me was how a mighty oak tree grows from a little acorn. Every thing this majestic being needs is in side one little acorn. Just add sunshine and water and what do you have? Shade, oxygen, and food It asks for nothing. It expects nothing. It just takes in what it needs and grows how ever it needs to grow and when it dies it just dies and returns to the earth to be used as nutrition for the next generation to come.
How extraordinary is that? It happen everyday and for eons it has been going on by billions of Oak trees.
Next there is this being that lives on this earth that averages about 7lbs. It eats, sleeps and have bowel movements. That’s it. Yet it can command the attention of the entire universe in just one simple smile or a few cries. When one passes you by all around them stopping to get a look and marvel at the a creation that had been duplicated by the millions for eons and yet not a sing one is the same. They don’t come into this life demand to be taken care of we teach them to expect it. These extraordinary beings grow up and they have everything they need to have an extraordinary life.
Pa’Ris’Ha’ my Elder keeps telling me that I am an extraordinary being. I kept trying to see what she sees. I am just like everyone else. Today I got closer to the extraordinary being Pa’Ris’Ha is always seeing. I step out of the box and looked around and saw that everyone is extraordinary and began to giggle as the realization that being extraordinary is quite ordinary and I AM both!!
On a resent drive back to Tampa Zilima and I where having a conversation. What is our passion in life? During the conversation we realized that we keep looking at what every one else is doing and how their passion shows up in their lives. We where comparing ourselves to another. We realized that this does not matter. There are extraordinary example of passionate being walking the planet Earth, but not a one of them can live this life as the extraordinarily ordinary way Marylois or Zilima can.

Every Moment of every day is a new beginning

Every moment of every day is a new beginning.



I am studying the Tao. To do this I am reading and listening to Wayne Dyers book: “Change your thought change your mind”. I listen and read it every day some time several times. It is never the same. Even if in the recording, the words, do not change how I am listening does.

In quantum physics this is an example of how when we observe something it changes what we are observing. While walking around with the Ipod stuck in my ear I could be doing many different things and this changes my listening. A new being in how I am hearing the same words. Even after listening to this book 100’s of times I can still marvel at how I hear a verse or a phrase for what seams the first time. The observer self is changing how I am listening and this is my new beginning with the same material.

When I apply this to my day I see this happening all the time, with what I eat, who I am talking to, what clothes I wear, or the tree in the front yard. Even, celebrating this Mothers day, same holiday it’s been since I was a child but every year it is completely different. When I was small we celebrated with my grandmother, then with my mother to day their physical being is not present but their spirit is. Today, I celebrate all woman everyday not just on this holiday. A new celebration that expands and is what ever I observe it to be.


Some of the woman who have giving the gifts of new beginning: Mary Goodell, Virgina Kelsey, Lois Kelsey, Doris Ahl, June Grice, Betty Kelsey, Rhea Jones, Mary Schott, Berience Andrew, Deniss Taylor. Sonom, Pa'Ris'Ha Taylor, Evelyn Yallanda, Zilima Hosien, Rose Wagner, Doris Meditz, And I could go on for days. Thank you one and all!

Be well

“We are one together”

Have you read a good book

Have you read any good books lately?

Well for me I pre-read at the book story before I bring home a book so there is an affinity to the book and writer before I spend money or bring it home. Then I collect my high litter, book markers, dictionary, and time clock. (Oh ya a time clock is a necessity with a very loud alarm or time goes by and it’s the next day). Next I find a comfortable place and the lessons begins. All of this preparation is so that I can get the very most out of what I am reading. (My personal book collect stretches around me in my small little room. But years ago it filled a room and took three truck loads to move).
When I am reading is important to me that I understand the words that are written. One of the techniques that I have been taught was if I get distracted from what I am read or start yawning there is something I missed and I go back and re-read or look up words, You would be surprised how many words I thought I knew that have a different meaning. Once a word is clear it is easier to move on. I enjoy the book much more too.
Sometimes I get a book I do not enjoy so much but it has information that I did not know so I read it and pass it along to someone who may enjoy it more.
One of the things I enjoy the most now is to get the book on CD or download it off line and listen to it as I read.
With our studies with Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha she has encouraged us to read several books this way. While studying the Toe this has been especially helpful. There are a great many words that I do not know how to pronounce. When I can not pronounce a word that means I don’t know it or I don’t know it in the context it is being used in. So to hear the word and then look it up opens up the path to a new world of words. Making the book I am studying a joy instead of a torture to go though.
Today we say have you read a good book and not only does this mean with your eyes but it could mean with your ears. So, have you read a good book lately?

Be Well
“We are one together”
Rev Marylois

Celebration of 33 years

Celebration of 33 years.

To day is Raymond’s birthday. Thirty-three years ago this morning I was rush to the hospital. Will drove our 1968 Pontiac Firebird to the hospital praying every stop along the way we would reach the hospital before the baby crowned. One hand on the wheel the other was being crushed with every contraction that where coming closer and closer.
He pulled into the emergency room entrance and I tried to get out. Could not stand. He grab a wheel chair and placed me in it. By the time he parked the car and got inside I was being wheel up to delivery.
Back then they still shave you as part of delivery. Well they started and the nurse yelled she is crowning. I had been given a shag hair cut in an area only the Doctors and nurse would be able to see.
As they wheeled me into the delivery room the sun was just cresting over the window ledge. It was a nature child birth and the pain was intense. I focused on the beams as the filled the delivery room. I was lost in the beams of the Sun. The baby came so quickly that the Doctor did not get there. Amanda the lead nurse shouted commands to me. Push, hold, PUSH! At 7:02am on April 25 1978 Amanda caught my 9lb. 15oz. Premature baby boy as he fell out. When they laid him on my stomach I was filled with a love that is describable. This bloody little being held my heart.
Amanda asked me if I had a name yet. I said that we had not chosen one yet. I asked her name and rolled over and the sun was again filling my eyes. The Rays where so bright I was warmed inside and out. The same way I felt when my son was laid on my tummy.
I turned to Amanda. His name is Raymond. He is named after the sun and you. He is a bright spot in my life and his name will always remind me of this.
I celebrate you my son on this your 33 year.
Love
MOM

I'll take it on

I’ll take it on!!!

What the ---- does that mean. I said I would take on nurturing this one. Now I sit here saying over and over again What the ---- does that mean.

I wrap my arms around myself and hug as hard as I can is this enough nurturing. Well it’s a start. What I need is to nurture the core of who I am. To stop giving in to the mind child and trying to clean up her messes. Wow that’s a tall order and I said I would take it on!!

Everything that I have read and studied over the last few years brought me back to the point of my beginning. Why did I agree to come here to this life adventure. It was not just for the pleasures of the flash. (This body has know a lot of pleasure). I am here because I said I would take it on!

I would take on the blood line I came into and stop the flow of past lives. Sitting with my Elder Pa’Ris’Ha she holds the strength of my conviction that I have not yet stepped forward to hold myself. Yet I am the on that said I would take it on.

What I know is that I agreed to take it on. Not to keep it! Now I know that I have the strength of my conviction Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha holds me to the fire of those conviction. But I am the one that said, I’ll take it on!!!

I am releasing

I am starting to release!!!

I sound like ----. I look like death warmed over. My nose would glow in the dark it’s so red. I am hacking up these great big globs…. Ok you get the pitcher!! But I feel better then I have in over a week. My body is releasing the congestion that has been setting on my chest.

While writing this I realize that the breaking up of this bronchial stuff coincides with my releasing a whole lot of crap from my past. I have been writing out withholds regarding sexual activity from my child hood. Alone with writing about the men in my life and what I withheld in those relationships. A few days ago when I asked Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha for advise regarding the information my Dr. gave me. She suggested I look at my withholds on being thin. So I added this to my list of writings. Thus today I am releasing. It’s not a pretty sight ,but I am fine and will come out stronger.

There is no such think as happenstances. I know that as my mental and emotional state is clearing my physical body is reacting. This is what I spent 9 days in the desert working on. I am not my body. It is my responsibility to take care of this alter. To give it nurturing strength but remind it that it is here to serve me. I am not my body. Through ever tissue I go through I give thanks that that the body is releasing.

Be Well
“We are all one together”
Rev. Marylois

Who the ----is that?

Who the _____is that!!!!?

Wow, I woke up this morning, did my practices and ran to the bathroom to relieve myself. As I raised my self up and looked in the mirror I did not recognize the being looking back at me. Truly Grandmother this was an alien! Her face was as round as a ball and there where little slits where her almond shaped eyes us to be. Her nose was smashed flat and raw underneath from all the blowing during the night. Oh wait, I recognize this one. This is the head cold, nasal blowing, and bronchitis being of my past come to revisit. I looked her in the eyes and said thank you I know that I let myself down and my emotional state needs to release the crap of the last couple of months but lets be gentle with Marylois. She is in reconstruction mode and we need to support her.
I started giggling I truly did look a mess. . So what do you do when every inch of you body needs help? Start with the hardest part first. Just like in the book “Eat That Frog” . If you could see my hair well the butt length braid look like someone had teased it then braided it and I had slept on it all night. The knots where everywhere. That’s where I started. With every tangle I worked with I wanted to scream. I felt like _____and this could not possible help. Instead of screaming I started saying kind words like I love you, it’s alright, it’s getting better. And when I was done brushing my hair my head felt 10lbs lighter and so did I. The alien in the mirror looked a little more like me too!
One step at a time I could hear in my Elders words. You are loved Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha would say to me. Today I keep listen for these words as I climb back up out of my petty hole.
The green phylum I was spitting up from my chest told me I need a little extra help. I called the Dr. to make an appointment, I knew I needed to stay at a higher level. The receptionist said that the Dr. was booked. What was the matter with me? I told her I had the creepy crud, she laugh and told me to be there at 11Am. I have reached out to the universe and told it I am Health, Wealth and Happy. Now I accept the help that it sends my way by getting out of my way and allowing.
To the being in the mirror all I have to say is I know who the ___you are and I love you.

Be Well
Rev. Marylois

foot work

Foot work


Today I went to the foot Dr. to have my feet look at. Well he looked at them, then his assistant got out a Drimel, (Small drill), and a vacuum cleaner. She held the hose of the vacuum between her legs and put a sanding disc on the drimel. Oh boy now I had to keep a straight face. I was not even thinking about the bottom of my feet that she was going to be sanding. I watch her as she sanded my toe nail. As the little partials came flying of my toe nail they where drawn to the opening in the vacuum hose. When she looked up from her work she said You should see the smile on your face. I could feel the corners of my eyes turned up. My whole face was light with the smile on my face.
Watching the seen of my feet being worked on was giving me joy. The thoughts in my head was is this how the gourds feel when I am sanding them. The other thought was I now know how to less the dust from the gourds by holding a vacuum hose between my knees.

I walked out of the Podiatrist office with smooth feet and a smile on my face. I flashed my smile at everyone in the parking lot. Three people even flashed there smile back. Wado Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha for the encouragement to not take my self so serious and to flash my smileJ.

Be well
“We are all one together”
Rev. Marylois

Honor

Honor

A few days ago I told a person he had no honor in the action he had taken. Today I was wondering just what the word honor means. I used the dictionary to look up the meaning to the word honor. (Definitions at bottom of page).
OMG did I really mean all of this? Well yes I did it all boils down to the last line being trusted to act in a particular way. He did not act in a way that respected me, when he erased his phone numbers from my cell phone without asking. However, who was I to say within his life code this was an honorable act. His way of ending a relationship he says was filled with sun shine. This is his to answer.
This one act has taught me a great deal. My girl friends want to rip his heart out and give it to the dogs. They don’t understand the easy at which I am dealing with this pain. Well it’s all about honor. I acted in an honorable manor with every action I have taken with him. I have no regrets. I am grateful for what was shared, I have many new gifts to take to a new relationship or to set back and enjoy in my elder years.
I looked back over the last two months and the way my life has changed. The washing and preparing my brother’s body for transition transcended me to a new value in my life. The eight day spent in the desert contemplating why I am here and what I can do to lead the way for others to find the path of honor for themselves. Yes, the ending of a relationship of a man I adored and loved with all of my being too. All of this action have propelled me to a new place within myself, one of love and honor for me.

My Cherokee Elder Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ taught me that the only law is respect. Without honor of self there is no respect. Ah oh I hear a song coming on. Respect Your Self!

Be Well
“We are all one together”
Rev. Marylois

hon·or [ónnər]
n (plural hon·ors)
1. personal integrity: strong moral character or strength, and adherence to ethical principles
It’s a matter of honor.

2. respect: great respect and admiration
3. dignity or distinction: personal dignity that sometimes leads to recognition and glory
Although defeated, he accepted the loss with honor

4. reputation: somebody’s good name or good reputation
My honor is at stake.

5. woman’s reputation: a woman’s virginity or reputation for chastity (dated)
6. source of pride: somebody or something that brings respect or glory and is a source of pride to somebody or something else
Your achievements are an honor to your parents and school.

7. mark of distinction: something such as a gift, award, or gesture that signifies high achievement or respect
8. great privilege: a special privilege that is cherished, for example, an opportunity to be introduced to somebody admired or respected or an opportunity to serve a worthy cause
It is indeed an honor to have you here today.

9. men’s code of integrity: a code of integrity in some societies, for example, in feudal Europe and medieval Japan, that men upheld by force of arms
10. dignity of high position: a certain high degree of dignity with which high positions, for example, the Presidency, are regarded by those elected to them and by the people they serve
actions detrimental to the honor of his office

11. golf right to tee off first: the right to drive off first from the tee in golf


npl
1. or hon·ors or Hon·orseducation academic distinction: official recognition of academic excellence given to students by colleges and universities at graduation
2. or honorsbridge four or five highest cards: four or five of the highest cards, especially the ace, king, queen, jack, and ten of the trump suit


vt (past hon·ored, past participle hon·ored, present participle hon·or·ing, 3rd person present singular hon·ors)
1. esteem somebody or something: to have or show great respect and admiration for somebody or something
2. distinguish, exalt, or ennoble somebody: to recognize somebody publicly or elevate somebody’s status officially, usually by giving that person a title or an award
3. pay tribute to somebody: to praise publicly and pay respect to somebody who has died
4. dignify person or event: to give prestige to somebody or something such as an occasion by choosing to appear, accompany, or take part
5. finance treat something as money: to accept a check or other financial instrument as money or as a substitute for money and pay it when it is due
The bank won’t honor a check without a signature.

6. keep promise: to keep a promise or fulfill the terms of an agreement or contract
7. dance bow to dancing partner: to bow to another dancer in square dancing


[12th century. Via Old French from Latin honor- , the stem of honos (source also of English honest), of unknown origin.]


-hon·or·er, n
-hon·or·less, adj
do somebody the honor of doing something to make somebody feel proud and pleased by agreeing to do something for that person (formal)
Will you do me the honor of dancing the last waltz with me?
do the honors to act as host or hostess by doing something for a group of guests, for example, pouring wine, carving meat, or cutting a cake (informal)
honor bound obligated by a promise or ethical principles to do something
in honor of somebody or something in recognition of or for the glorification of somebody or something
I’d like to propose a toast in honor of the bride and groom.
on your honor staking your reputation on something
On my honor, I will tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. being trusted to act in a particular way
You are on your honor to behave well while I am gone.

Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.

You are my Sun Shine

Good morning Sun Shine!!!

I woke sing this song this morning! It is now late after noon and I am still singing this song! A little while ago my brother Chuck asked me why I was so happy today. Just inside the mind I heard a little voice. One I am very familiar with. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha is saying you get to choice! So, that’s what I told Chuck. I get to choice and today I choose a day filled with sun shine inside and out. I hugged his neck and kissed his cheek. He became sunshine too.

When I open my email there was an email from the man I have been involved with for the last year. I opened it. He called me Sunshine from the first moment we met. When he withdrew himself from me he stopped using this term. I took this as his way of making sure he hurt me. When I asked him why he stopped calling me sunshine he had no real answer. Today in his email he once again called me Sunshine. This caused me thought. No one can take away from you what you do not let them. If he did not see me as Sunshine all he needed to do was take off his glasses. I shine for me and for those who want to share the love and joy I give freely.

I am setting in my bed. With my feet up, as my medical Dr., has order for the next couple of days. Again I hear the words to Good Morning Sun Shine. I reach over and open up the flute laying on my desk. Together we start to create music. I have no words to express the sound that shines around my room. Only the purest form of joy. Behind the shades on my bedroom windows the Sun Shines bright and all is well. I care for this magnificent alter remembering I am not my body.

Shine bright for this is who we are!

Be well
“We are all one together”
Rev. Marylois

Hello my beloveds,

I have been out in the Desert of AZ. ,with my Elder Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’. This was a time of quest for those of us gathered. This is a time spent in reflection of what we have measured to in the last year and what we will measure to in the year to come. Why are you here, was the constant question that I reflected on.
I will tell you this I was not there for the weather or the rest and relaxation. It dropped down to the 40”s some nights and we were sleeping in tents. Brother wind blew long and hard and played with my tent trying to make it a kite. (This was one of the few times in my life I was glad for my body mass. Only the sides of the tent lifted off.) During the day the wind continued but so did the Sun. She blazed down in her day time glory changing the pigment in my skin to a crimson red.
This was the environment or the external representation of my world. None of which mattered.
Why was I here? Was it only for my own benefit? Being in this wonderful space I was being nurtured. What was it that I was doing there? Each day the vision of service that I am to others became clearer and clearer. I know that I am a conduit for those who which to connect to the source. That is the reason for my being.
There is more too.

Be Well
Rev. Marylois

What happen in the night

What happens in the night.

The stars where bright in the sky. This was the night of new moon. I crawled into my tent opened my sleeping bag and snuggled in for the night. The wind was whipping at my flaps. Every inch of me was covered and out of the cool dark air. I left the side windows and door open to allow for the wind to blew threw and so I could enjoy the night sky. Some time during the night I heard noises outside my tent. I laid as still as possible. I wanted to get a look at who was exploring around my site. I knew that I must lay still so I did not invite them to attack a moving target or frighten them. After all I had come to their home ground. I really was not worried for I knew that Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha was near by and I was under her wing. (Not a safer place any where to be). Soon the noise outside my tent stopped and I fell back to sleep.

In the morning I woke up and crawled out to greet the dawn. After Nunda,(Sun) came over the horizon and all my practices where complete I walked around my tent. Just off of my ground mate there where two paw prints as big as my fist. On the other side where several sets of smaller prints. I giggled a little knowing that I had been the nights exploration for a family of Coyotes.

I love camping in the desert and the adventures that go with it.

Be Well

Now I lay me down to sleep

Now I lay me down to sleep.

New moon was here and the sky was full of stars.
Each star has a story to tell and if you are willing to listen they will tell you of the lives they have lived and the merits they have earned.
I sat wrapped in my blanket connecting with the bright star just above my camp site. My thoughts went to sharing we had with Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha, around the fire tonight, She reminded us that the bright being we see in the heavens, on any given night, are no long there. Their life force is gone. But if you ask and listen they will share with you the story of there life. So that is what I did.

I looked off to the east. Just over the rim of the Grand Canyon. I saw a little star. It was flashing at me. I asked it for it’s story. I am a late bloomer I held back and was always afraid to speak. Tonight I will speak to you. I am grateful for sharing this time with you and telling you my story. I respond that I was glad to listen and would hold the memory of this star being. The flickering became very bright. Then the star began to move. Very quickly it went. Behind it was a trail of red glowing embers following. I watched for a moment as this star disappeared behind the mountain range of the Grand Canyon.
I gave thanks for the story this star shared and the memory I now hold.
Then I asked who else would like to talk. Into the early mornings I listen to the story of many the star beings. Written as fast as I can. Just before dawn I crawled into my sleeping bag to sleep for a little while. I woke and in the West as the night sky began to leaves there was one last star to share its story.
WADO with such joy for the memories I get to hold.

Be Well
“We are all one together”
Rev Marylois

What you need for lifes journey!

Recently this email was sent to me. I admit my memory is thin when it comes to remembering who sent it. Today is the day I chose to share it with you all. Even if you all ready got it!

Oh, shoot, Cheri! I don't think I ever told you that whilst in the pursuit of a grand and wonderful dream, should you all of a sudden round a bend and see before you an enormous uncharted mountain with towering cliffs, jagged rocks, and seemingly impenetrable walls, just consider it a sign that your dream is considerably more worthwhile than you had previously imagined, and that you are exactly where you're supposed to be.

Kudos -
    The Universe

Reading this over my minds eye went to Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’. Recently when I asked what I need to bring for a journey I would be going on to the sacred lands in Az. She wrote the usual things and also to bring my humor and love.

In life’s journey all we need to travail over the towering cliffs, jagged rocks, and seemingly impenetrable walls is humor and love and oh ya, some clean underwear, if you wear them, might be niceJ

New Moon March 2011

Today is the new moon and with my detailed plans for a finically independent future laid out and graphed on my the blue web, I set out for the adventure to come in the second have of the moon cycle. Oh boy!!! Hang on.
All the skills that have been taught to me over the years were integrated into the preparation. It took days to lay it out to write and refine every word. I could hear the voice of many of the teachers that have gifted me with teaching to add me is the words I want to have. I could hear Grandmother Pa’Rish’Ha saying clear your mind. Berience would say set your intent and stick with it. So many voice came to me to assist in the work I sis leading up to a ceremony to night to honor the New Moon and the connection with the one that is us all.
Blessing to all and may this New Moon find you prepared to step into the fullness of what ever your intention is.

Be Well
“We are all one together”
Rev Marylois

Communication

Communication

What is communication? When I was little I thought it was the adult creature’s in the comic strip Charlie Brown. Where some one was talking but all you heard was blal bla bla. Even today there are times when the conversation is still someone talking at me and me not being tuned into what is being spoken.
What I know is that is not communication. Communication is the circle of life that Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ shears with us. Life is a cycle a cycle is a circle and everything returns from where it began. That’s how a conversation goes. Person A speaks a thought to person B. Person B communicates back to person A what they heard. Person A agrees or disagrees and continues on. This cycle is vital because with out it the conversation gets all mixed up in our own personal filtering system.
As a child care provider it is a gift to watch an infants start to learn the art of communicate with sound. First they stop and listen. Then when it is quiet they begin to react. Then they stop to see if there is a response. Then the make more sounds. The cycle begins and is repeated over and over again.
When children get older and yes many adults forget this art of communication. Some where along the line we stop waiting for the sound to start and stop before we are jumping into give our opinions. What the other person said does not matter because we are busy with a conversation in our mind that does not allow for a free flow of conversation . Becoming a exporter of sound. The refraction of the vibration is always flowing outward. There is no reverbs, no cycle. We are never sure if we have been heard. The aspect of communication that is missing is being heard. Unless we close our mouth and listen we don’t know if we have been heard. When we close our mouth and listen it gives other the chance to respond They reflect back to us and this completes the cycle. That is communication.

I revisit this topic quite often because I need to be reminded how important listening to another is. For me this means repeating back to them what I think I heard so they can clarify it to me . Like, yesterday when Shanon and I where working on her wedding dress. I heard her say I have a uni bub in this dress. After we stopped laughing. I was aware of the conversation going on in my head on how I could fix this problem then I remembered that this was Shanon's communication and I asked her what she was trying to tell me. She began to giggle again and said on her wedding day she would like two bub not one. That is what we did tailored the dress to what Shanon wanted. Our cycle was easy Shannon talked I listen and asked question to make sure I understand her. We completed our communication circle.

Be Well
"We are all one together"
Rev.Marylois