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