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

Oatmeal

I thought about writing about my oatmeal. Then I thought that’s pretty boring. Then I thought no it’s not. I love my oatmeal. From the very beginning when I get out the cranberry colored pot and fill it half full with Nikken water then, I add what ever looks good. Today it was cranberries and chopped pecans. I flavored it with some maple syrup I was gifted with in Upstate NY. Then I grabbed my porridge bowl and filled it with the wooden spoon I used to stir the oats and other ingredients with. The porridge steamed in the bowl and the smell was nutty, mapley and the almond milk gave it a creamery sent. I gathered my bowl up in my hands and headed outside to sit in the cool breeze and warm sun. For a moment as I faced Nunda and gave great appreciation for this Earth Keepers form and the nourishment it would receive I was in ecstasy. Or at least I thought I was Then, I took my first bit and the taste was a delight of flavors and textures that thrilled my whole being. I savored each morsel. The song birds sang to me and as my spoon scraped the bottom of the bowl I gave another prayer of gratitude for the ALL.

It is in the moments of simplicity that our greatest moments can be lived or lost. Today I lived one of the many that make up this day.

“I have found we make real what we believe and our mind set determines our lifestyle and level of happiness.” * –Pa’Ris’Ha

“I finally realized that being grateful to my body was key to giving more love to myself.”Oprah Winfrey

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

I love you

Good morning my little love, I love you, I love you, Good morning my little love I love you, you love me too. (Image this sung to you in a beautiful tenor voice and in the language of love, French, Ulala). My lover sang me awake to this song one morning and my life has never been the same. I knew he heard me I have been told I was loved before in my life. But on this morning I allowed myself to feel it in every part of my being. I felt his love.
Nunda,(the Sun), and I share a similar intimate moment, that I have no wards for, I feel her wrap me in the warm embrace of the power of light and love she so garishly generates. This is like the strong embrace of my lover. Being enfolded in love, no matter what the source, there is no expectation in the moment only a pure exchange of love
This is not the only time in my life I have felt such powerful love. The first embrace from Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha was another time. Holding each of my children, grandchildren and great grand children for the first time and every time since have been filled with this extraordinary love feast. The different is today I am open to receive it at is purest form. I am able to hear in the very core of my being, I love you, you love me too. It is a full circle Without one you can not fully have the other. There can be no getter gift they to love and beloved, for love is all there is! This takes place in every moment of everyday!
You are loved and wrapped in a blanket of love! ILOVE YOU! I LOVE ME TOO!
Be well
“We are one together”
Rev. Marylois

Top of the morning

Top of the morning to one and all.

So the strangest thing happen to me on the way to Jaydens house. I have return to my Highlander roots. The bough that is rushing into my brain sounds so much better up there then when I try to actually speak it. I ask my self where might this be coming from? What does it matter just roll with it. Have a good time and take it were it may go! Aright then lets have some fun.
So while my mind child is having fun thinking with a wonderful accent I begin to have mini visions of Scottish plaids. I am warring purple today in honor of my friend Tina. (Today is her memorial service and purple is her favorite color). How fitting it is that I would be having this game with my mind child today. Tina always has a smile on her face and could warm your heart like the sun on the brightest day.
Just ahead of me a truck has pulled in front of me. I begin to read it tail gate. Oh happy day! The truck has a pitcher of a roof in rainbow colors with a little Lepricon dancing on top of it! Holly Saints preserve us, it’s Tina and her rainbow heart, she even has a pot of gold. dancing on the rainbow.
I don’t know what Tina’s linage is but at this moment in time it does not matter I am laughing with her! Come visit any time my friend.
Sometimes letting the child within have a play time can reward you with the greatest of gifts.
Let go Let God and enjoy the moments of your life here and now and then and there!
Be Well
“We are all one together”
Rev. Marylois

You

Know that you have a center. Know that you belong there. Know that the path to the center takes no effort." (~ Deepak Chopra)
“All our actions and behavior come from how we think.” Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha
“With every experience, you alone are painting your own canvas, thought by thought, choice by choice.” Oprah Winfrey
Be still and know I am one .. chant.
Look in the mirror and what do I see a child of God looking back at me. Rev. Marylois Schott

What possibility this day brings

What possibility this day brings!
I did not sleep well last till early this morning. No solid sleep till around 4am then I slept till 7:00. There was a distributions in my force filled. The nights this happen there is usually a birth or a crossing over at the time I do not seep one close to my person. It is now 10:30am and I have heard nothing about a birth or death.
These are the days I tell myself I need lots of additional rest to make up for what I did not get. I sleep most of the day. Well not today. The weather outside is gorgeous and my bike has not been ridden in months. I mount up on my bike and take off to the river. There is a small trail that I follow and watch the boats launch into the center of the river. There is one that is a very small sailboat, room enough for two. This one catches my eyes as I watch a woman and a young girl working the rigging and then they settle in for a ride down the river. How graceful they flow as the wind plays with their sail.
My attention is distracted by the children playing in the park they are chasing each other and giggling as the run round and round. There are adults swinging on swings. They have one eye on the children and the other on each other. The possibility they all have in my vision is bondless a day a peace and harmony.
Ahead of me is my favorite vegetable and fruit stand. New possibilities have arisen. The stand is open. I peddle over. There is a new addition to the stand. They are now make fresh fruit drinks. Good thing I grabbed my wallet before leaving the house. I order a blue berry smooth and watch as they mix it fresh in front of me. OH I wish you could taste this wonderful whey and blue berry mixture. I requested a little cinnamon be added. I will have to sacrifice and drink it for all of us. Wow it is good.
Now I go to get back on my bike. This beautiful purple bike with the milk crate mounted to the back fender. I still am amazed at how it came about. My son Raymond and I where talking about bikes and I told him all the thinks I would change on my bike to make it more comfortable for me. In just a couple of weeks he appeared with a bike that he had designed and built for me. Talk about possibilities. Raymond was out of work. He found the parts for my bike including the shocks for the front and back through recycling with friends. It was just as my minds eye had seen it.
I though my leg over the bar and release another possible has been met. I use to have to assist my leg to get it over the bar not today. With easy I was over the top and on the seat and off to my next destination. (Yes it is a woman’s cut bike not the high rise of a men’s bike.)
All of this occurred before 10:30am, even the pick up for Chuck at the drug store. My batteries are recharged and I am vibrant with the action of the day. My possibilities are open to what I choose my action to be. And to think I thought about covering my head and having my possibility be the inside of my blanket today!

"Creator is unfolding in everyone you encounter, greet all with respect and kindness, all are Creator!" Grandmother Pa'Ris'Ha

“As you become more clear about who you really are, you'll be better able to decide what is best for you - the first time around.” Oprah Winfrey
e well
"We are all one together"
Rev. Marylois

Breaking records

Breaking records

I have slept in my bed for the last 5 nights. Wow, my record for this year was three nights in January, none of them in a row. I have been doing house cleaning. Normally Chucks job because he is home.
I have enjoyed doing the laundry, washing drying and putting away. The concept of going to a closet and having every thing there and ready to ware really appeals to me. Don’t get me wrong when it is time I don’t mind living out of the trunk of my car and my suit case.
It’s also very nice to get under the same blankets and use the same pillow every night. I can’t help thinking about what Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha said. Your home is where ever you are as long as you are happy in your own skin. Thank you for being the example of this Grandmother. I have seen you travel all over the world, teaching and helping those in need. The comfort and grace you move the alter of you to is beautiful.
On a much smaller scale this is how I live my life. Maintaining the place of rest of this alter as a place of beauty is a lesson you also taught me on my first walk about.
It was very late and there was only one small motel any where near by to spend the night. We opened the doors to our rooms and well they where well below the standers you held for us as a place to lay the alter upon. So, as a collative we set off to clean the place we would lay our bodies for the next few days.
At one poit I ended up setting on the floor next to you. I was cleaning out the air filter that was plugged. You where cleaning some thing else. As you began to talk I continued my work in the joy of knowing I would receive a teaching. You began, Do you know how many of those gathered do not know how precious there alter is. They where tired and would have just fallen into bed. They deserve a place of beauty and cleanliness to lay there body alter in to receive the rest they need. This was such a clear vision to me of who you are. One who wants only the best for me and you hold that space and teach me about the beauty of my alters. You always want only the best for all.
WADO GRANDMOTHER PA”RIS” HA

Be well
“We are all one together”
Rev Marylois

Mirror morning

Every morning is different for me. This morning I walked into my bathroom and In the mirror this extraordinary child of God stood looking at me. During the night I had many clearing tears come rushing through my being, over flowing with love for my friend Tina. I relived many of the precious memories we shared during her walk on the planet. I was not sad by any means. I only felt the joy and the peace she is for me.
As I looked at this precious child of God standing in front of my minds eye a chorus begans to sing. First they sang:

"For Once In My Life"
By Steve Wonder

For once in my life I have someone who needs me
Someone I've needed so long
For once, unafraid, I can go where life leads me
And somehow I know I'll be strong

For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of
Long before I knew
Someone warm like you
Would make my dreams come true

For once in my life I won't let sorrow hurt me
Not like it's hurt me before
For once, I have something I know won't desert me
I'm not alone anymore

For once, I can say, this is mine, you can't take it
As long as I know I have love, I can make it
For once in my life, I have someone who needs me

Then I could hear the echo of my Grandmothers voice. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha was sing her heart song. It penetrated deep within my being. I not only heard the wind I could feel it. As the words vibrated in my core and out of my mouth the image in the mirror began to glow with the love of us all.
I wrapped myself in the arms of God and ended this wonderful love fest with my heart chant. “I looked in the mirror and what do I see a child of God looking back at me.”

All of this is the story of all of us. Every day is a day of miracles when we open and know it is so.

I stand in a place where I can say to others if you have not opened to your knowing walk with mine until you open to yours. I see your greatness in the reflection of me as you.
Be well
“We are all one together”
Rev. Marylois

Key to communication part two

Key to Communication cont.:

Being confronted has been a very big key to clearing the filer of my blocked mind. With in the confrontation, that I am facing, the filter is being cleared. There is awareness that as the filter clears something must replace it or fill in the holes of the filter. At first this was light reflecting through the open holes. Then it became practices that help me take action that continue the work of clearing.
Practices are an essential part of the process. If you don’t keep up the practices then things get plugged again. This is true about every part of my life. When I wake up and greet the day with the traditions I share with My Elder Grandmother Pa”Ris’Ha it is the same thing keeping my filters clean. Communication with the Giver of All Things that I am accepting of me, I am willing to walk my talk and be a clearing for other in my action.

Action is the Key to Communication. Not just any action but action that clears the mind and allows you to be more connected to those around you. It requires you to get into their world and listen from a place of nothing. In this clearing knowing that your filter was plugged with is very important. If you know something is there then you can clear it. It’s like a car engine. If you did not know to change the oil to help the engine run better, you would continue running it on the same oil. The oil would get thicker and build up in the lines of the engine. You would not see this but that is what is happening. The car is running slower but not at a level you might ever notice. Then one day someone tells you about changing your oil. It makes sense. But you don’t take the action to do it. The engine is still running. Then it stops you can’t turn it over and you need help. The mechanic puts all kinds of work into restoring the motor to it top running condition. Now you have an action to take. Do you maintain the engine with regular oil changes or go back to the old way and wait for the next break down. The action is always ours to take.

Be Well
“We are one together”
Rev. Marylois

Key to communication part one

The key to communication:
Though I have heard it in many ways it all boils down to the same thing. Listening is the key to communication.
When I was very little I remember hearing my teacher say God gave you two ears and one mouth for a reason. This is so you listen twice as much as you talk. I got that a little bit then. But I still had all my filters in place in my listening. Though my mouth was not running my mind was always trying to locate a jumping in point. Or a response to something some one said. I also thought that when ever there was silence I was held accountable to fill the void. I turned this saying around and talked twice as much as I listen and that is an understatement. I jammed my key hole with chatter. Thus as a child they called me chatter box.
Over the years I got very good at disguising this chatter box from my self. To the point that I could not see her any longer, her mouth was running less and less. She believed that no one else could see her noisy little self. She disappeared behind a mount of exterior fat that kept others from getting close enough to her quiet chatter. This was very hard work over the decades. Then along came the master teachers. One after another to start the work of opening up the gated community I had created in my mind.
I remember my Elder Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha would respond to my question, is there anything I can do for you, with clear your mind. In the moment I was confused I could not hear any thing going on in my mind. As a mater of fact in my mind there was a huge blank space. Yes, I am saying nothing there was nothing there that is what I saw. I had quieted the chatter box years ago. Grandmother in her wisdom knew different. Time after time she responded with the same message, Clear your mind. I went from confusion to anger there is nothing to clear if your mind is blank. The mind child began to play with this. See I am a perfect example of a mind that is ready to listen. I can be the best listener in the world I will stop talking to others, only when necessary. This necessity was determined by my mind child. Wow the one part of my being that is the best at listening with her ears and mind stuck in the past filters was running the show. I was so good at this type of listening that I retained little or no recall about what others shared with me. I was quiet and I listened. Thank God somewhere in my being the subliminal mind was collecting what the conscious mind was skipping over.
This listening in quiet anger to prove a point to self, (You know the conversation in my mind) had become so engrained that I did not notice it. This is much like the dog-whistle that when blown only dogs can hear. It is also like subliminal recording of commercial at a dismal level that is picked up at the mind level underneath all you hear is the music when the real message is underneath.
In the conversation this week with my mind child, (Yes I talk to myself), there is a clearing in our filter. There is a light that penetrates what I use to call the blank wall. I told myself that this blank wall was the clear canvas to create. Boy could I create a lot. This canvas was so big that it had limitless potential. But, there was never anything created on this wall. Today in the perception of light coming though I know this is not a wall at all. It is a giant filter so plugged that it had become a wall. It is the tool that the mind child uses to prove her point. She gathers evidence in every area of her life and uses it as mud to fill the wholes of the filter. What a very cleaver child. She learned at and early age how to block out any thing that might confront her.
(Cont.)

Celebration 2 8 2011

Celebrate Willie’s birth and more

As Nunda peeked out over the bay the joy of her rays filled my eyes. In humble gratitude my head went down. The warmth of her sunshine filled my crown. There is so much to be thankful for that this life has given me access to.
Thirty-five years ago today William W. Schott II popped his little head out to take his first breath and bless me with love so deep I have complete contentment is his being. Today I honor the man he stands to be and the growth he will step into.
He is a son, husband, father and grandfather who protects and serves each and every person in his life. He is an example of strength and a willingness to stand his ground when all others are running here and there. He has purpose in his life and it reflexes in the man that he is. He is God’s Child and he knows it.
He is my love, my son; he is in every breath I take and every beat of my heart. I celebrate the day he choose me to be his Mom.
This is just one area that I celebrate today I am spending time with Great grand son Jayden. At two years old he is my wisdom teacher.
This afternoon I take a stand for the passion of my heart. In the face of no agreement and with the support of my brothers and sisters we will move MEST and complete a business transaction that will give us title to the Lands in AZ.
I dance today the dance Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ shares, Nuwati. It is the power to move mountains, the grace and balance to create a clearing to create everything. As I move in the rhythms of Ela I am filled with the presents of Grandmother. I am in the Arbor beside her as we dance in the dance of our being, the havens open and the rains of the grandmothers clean the space of my being All is As God IS. WADO!

Be Well
Rev. Marylois

Communication Course

Yesterday I finished the weekend communication course. It is not a course you want to take if you do not want change.

From the min. the class began I was in a break down. My usual mode of operation for when things get difficult or my being is challenged. It is to run for the hills and hide.
This is a repeat action for me it shows up in ever area of my life.
When I was in Az. for a gathering of Bodhisattvas, I went into my fear factor and started to run. I asked to leave and started to pack then I changed my mind. I asked to stay. The group voted no I needed to leave. My Elder Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ took a stand for me. She stood that I got to be who I am no mater how crazy my action are. This was a huge opening for me. She gave me access to apart of my life I had refused to look at. I stayed and complete that wonderful weekend and my life has never been the same.
This weekend I walked into this communication course with a new listening from the stand that Grandmother took for me.
I walked out of this course with even more access to being me. In the past the conversation I have had are all filter through my mind child (the voices in my head). This voice says it does not mater how much I do I will never be enough. Also I can never be safe. It shows up looking like I don’t have to give all I am because I will never be enough anyway. It shows up as run because you are not safe where you are so I move a lot. Yesterday I giggled about this because I got a clear picture of how far away I have stood from trying to be fully in service to others. I got how small I have played in my life. Knowing makes no difference.
This weekend I got that being present means allowing the filter to be cleaned and knowing that stuff is going to keep coming up but I am safe and I am as God is. I am perfect and whole. This is the knowing and without action it means nothing. Each time it rears it heads it is my choose to be present in the plugged filter or clean the filter and breathe. I choose to stand and be present in the moment to be As GOD IS.
The greatest gift in the circle of life is that when I stand in the powerful being I am I bring respect to my Elder, the reflection of who I am, and from there others get to be fully present in who they are.
There is no more time to play small and today I hear that! It is a part of my very being. This means nothing if I do not move MEST to share it with others. I give great appreciation to the one that is us all as we dance in this Earth Keeper form.
I ask that you all stand in my possibility for we are all one together. You are my reflection as I am yours.

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

Loving the day 2 5 2011

Today I walk in beauty

I stand beside my people

I am blessed and loved

I love deeply

And give freely of the gift of this love

I receive from others this gift

And I am joyous in the sharing

It is a good day because we are in each others’ life.

Grandmother for sharing with me from a space that I had forgotten Wado!

For loving me when I could not see my own love Wado!

For showing me how to be me by being you Wado!

To the giver who gives all things

Wado!

Be well

Rev. Marylois

Communication

Communication:

This weekend I am taking a communication course.  I signed up for it in December and since then how I communicate has been showing up every where.

Dictionary meaning for Communication:  exchange of information, message spoken or written, the communicating of information, a sense of mutual understanding and sympathy, a means of access or communication.

When I read the dictionary definitions, I thought this is what everything is about. We are communicating every moment of our lives. How we do this makes life easier or causes drama much of which is unnecessary drama.

For the last week with my great grand son Jayden learning to communicate with a two year old has been wonderful and some times frustrating.  I know on his part he has learned to grab my finger and take me to what I do not understand.  One morning he brought me his dipper bag.  I got that communication clearly.  Of course the smells help too. There are times when we communicate though touch a kiss or a hug from Jayden is like being wrapped in the loving embrace of Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’, Eli herself. Then there are times when we are just not connecting and he becomes frustrated and begins to swing his arms.  I quickly say I am listening show me.  Or we become very still and communicate through silence.

Last night communication or the lack of it prevailed in my space.  Last Saturday I made a date for Wednesday night, a celebration after New Moon Ceremony.  We had talked about having a late dinner and spending the night enjoying each other.  On Sunday I got an email that set me off.  I sent him back one that I thought communicated my upset with this email.  Then for 4 days I received no communication from him.  Not even the usual phone call saying, hello I was thinking about you.  Nothing!  So the communication I gave to me was he is with holding or maybe he does not want to see me. I messed up.   Then I responded, to my self, I am not going to travel 45minintes to see him until he calls. Our original date was set for 7:30, at 8:00 I got an email it said hello sunshine it is 7:30 where are you? What?????!!!! After I allowed myself a time of upset I started going over the whole issue.  Wow talk about mis-communication.  This whole issue was over no clear communication. I had lots of communication in my head but no agreement any where else.  I then remember Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ saying that communication is when there is an exchange of ideals person to person and each person makes a clear statement that the other party shows they understood what was being communicated.  Oh sh--. So now what?  I have to clean up the communication I was having with myself and  not with him.  I had to put on my big girl pants and communicate completing the communication by making sure what he is hearing and saying.

Wow! I am sure looking forward to this weekend and what shows up in the course work.  I am open to communicating.  This means for me I will listen and share what I think is being communicated get a clearing for the person communicating. Most of all not go into my head and make up my own story.

Be Well

“We are one together”

Rev. Marylois

Jayden is still not feeling well

Jayden is still with Mommy today.

When Albania called this morning I could hear Jayden in the back ground.  His cough is so deep he sounded like a baritone bull frog.  I can hear the concern in his Moms’ voice.  I tell her I am here if she needs me and I will say extras preys for them. 

Thoughts of my 6’ tall 30 some thing sons pop into my head. I am remembering them when they where small and I cradled them in my arms to help them feel comfort when they did not feel well.   Even today if they are not feeling well I want to comfort them.  They are a little big to put them on my lap and cradle them. Today it takes a smoothing voice and a great big bowl of chicken noodle soup. Oh ya, a little bit of pampering helps a lot! 

When I am not feeling well I take the time to see what my body is trying to tell me.  Things like have I been ignoring signs that say I need to slow down. Or not putting the right foods that energies me into my body.  When I listen, things start turning around and my body once again works well. 

Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha’ has shared many times we need to listen to our body alter and to take care of it,

Be well

“We are all one together”

Rev. Marylois