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
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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.)
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.)
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
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
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
Monday, February 7, 2011
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
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
Saturday, February 5, 2011
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
Thursday, February 3, 2011
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
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Jayden is still not feeling well
Jayden is still with Mommy today.
When Albania
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
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