
I’ve been wanting to write this story for a while, and finally I am. I first met Maud Maynard in 2009, but I’d heard about her, and had been briefly introduced to her, in 2002… but I didn’t want to have anything to do with her. Not because she wasn’t a perfectly nice, possibly interesting person, or because she had done anything wrong. I didn’t particularly want to like her since I’d found out that she and Jack had dated before he and I met, and that they were still good friends, and it was obvious that he thought the world of her. That right there was enough for me to not care for her.
It wasn’t like he’d talk about her all the time or anything, but he’s say, in casual conversation, things like, “I ran into Maud at the bank and you’ll never guess what she just did?!” I would pretend I didn’t hear him or change the subject, but he’d inevitably get back on-track and say, “She just went skydiving with her son!” or some other equally fun sounding story, knowing how I myself like adventure and thinking I might appreciate another woman with the same spirit. I didn’t. I’d respond to his stories about her with a casual “Oh”. This went on for years, and I thought it was an odd joke the universe was playing on me, that one of my favorite names was Maude (my grandmother’s name) but I had no intention of getting to know her.
Then one day it happened. I’d been asked, along with a number of other alternative health/spirituality practitioners/healers, to give a short presentation to a group. After I’d agreed, the schedule of events was mailed to me and I was aghast to see that Maud Maynard was one of the presenters too. I wondered if I could get out of it.
Fate had different plans, and several weeks before the event, another friend of mine suffered a horrific loss in her life. By the night of the presentation, I hadn’t even had time to prepare. I knew what I was going to talk about but I didn’t have a note or any emotional reserve. I showed up empty, hoping Spirit would help me to say what needed to be said.
Maud presented before me and as she began to speak, and tell the story of how she became involved with Reiki, I felt a light, that was surrounding her, almost reach out and hug me. As she continued to talk, I had to hold back the tears. I thought, “She is wonderful. She is wonderful.” …and I told her this as we walked out together that evening. We’ve been walking together, as friends, ever since (and Jack is thrilled and occasionally says things like, “I knew that you would love her. You two are so much alike.”) I now take this as a high compliment.
I started this story by saying that I’d wanted to write it for a while, and one reason that I didn’t was because it was/is so multi-faceted. Do I write about how sometimes we resist what is right in front of our faces and is so perfect? How the Spirit of this Universe is always putting the highest and best in front of us to simply say yes to? How jealousy can be so insidious, and can limit our lives, if we don’t challenge/recognize it?
All of these are true, but I don’t think I’ve ever written about jealousy before, and if anyone had asked me if I was jealous of Maud, I’m not sure I would have had the awareness to say yes. After all, I didn’t really have a reason to be jealous. But I’ve found out that jealousy doesn’t need a reason. Just like all destructive emotions: hatred, resentment, bitterness, and unforgiveness, jealousy manifests when we don’t feel good, for whatever reason, about our lives or about ourselves.
I’ve also found it very healing to recognize, uncover, and admit when I am feeling jealous. For me, being able to tell this story, first to Maud (years ago …and we’ve had some good laughs about it) and now here, helps me to keep an eye on that tendency in myself. Because it still does come up at times, and maybe it always will. But it won’t hold me captive if I see it, maybe even talk about it, and then gently say goodbye to it.
I want to live in inner-peace and happiness. I want to be open and free of tormenting emotions and thoughts. Every time I let go of an unhappy belief or emotion, the world, my world, opens up a little more….the world becomes a little kinder, nicer and friendlier.
“The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.” William Penn
Maud’s website is http://maudmaynardreiki.wordpress.com She has a blog and also her contact information for her Reiki practice. I’ve had many sessions with Maud (all have been wonderful) On my trip last spring with my brother (when we were planning on driving 20 hrs straight) I asked Maud for Distant Reiki and found I had an energy that was surprisingly great.
What a wonderful story, Mary and thank you for sharing this with us. You are both very attractive ladies and interesting that you are both in the healing arts.
SandyP in Canada
Beautiful story, Mary, filled with honesty and love……Jack sure does have good taste in women!!!! Love to you both.
Thank you so much for sharing your human-ness. I am painfully realizing today how much shame runs my life, and if I substitute “shame” for “jealous” in the following, it really speaks to me: “I’ve also found it very healing to recognize, uncover, and admit when I am feeling jealous/shameful. For me, being able to tell this story…helps me to keep an eye on that tendency in myself. Because it still does come up at times, and maybe it always will. But it won’t hold me captive if I see it, maybe even talk about it, and then gently say goodbye to it.” I haven’t commented in a long time but I am reaching out again to community.
Oh my goodness Mary, because I love researching words, and ‘jealous’ is not one I would ever think could describe you! – it is closely associated from what I am researching to that rarely used word anymore, – zeal:
passion, ardor, love, fervor, fire, avidity, devotion, enthusiasm, eagerness, keenness, appetite, relish, gusto, vigor, energy, intensity
Maybe, just maybe, when we feel ‘jealous’ of someone, it is a moment that we are seeing in someone else something we could emulate, – ascribe to, and add our zeal to theirs. I used to hear that word more often – anyone have any idea we don’t hear it anymore? Are we maybe just afraid to add our zeal and energy to what makes us in the moment jealous of those putting forth theirs?
Thanks so much for the story and insights, Mary. Much of my inner practice lately concerns discovering and releasing resistance to letting life and love flow through me and it feels like hard, slow work sometimes. You’re a light for the path and an inspiration, namaste’.
What a great story and lesson(s) and your title says it all! Mary and Maud, Muncil and Maynard…perfect together! XOXO
Those are some great observations Susan. And what a great story Mary – letting love, light, and friendship into your life.
Thank you for your continued insights and thank you to all of you who share here. I get so much each time I come to the comments page. Youa re all a blessing!
Thank you Mary, for this story … it seems to help me on different levels.
Be blessed, always … as much as you are a blessing to others!
What an inspiring story Mary! Thanks so much for this
Love, Cindy