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
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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!!!
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!!!
Saturday, April 23, 2011
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
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
Thursday, April 21, 2011
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
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
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
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
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
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
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.
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.
Monday, April 18, 2011
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
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
Sunday, April 17, 2011
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
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
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
Friday, April 15, 2011
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
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
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