ROAD OR SKY PATTERNS

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I don’t know about you but searching for a new car
is not an adventure, it is quite confusing. I am in the
market for a new used car and I have spent the last
five days looking and trying to make sense of the
vast array of vehicles that are out there.

I have known for some time that I needed to start my
search for another vehicle but I have been procrastinating.
I needed to go to a doctor’s appointment about an hour away
from home so I set out early which I always do in case there
is a snafu somewhere along the line.

Wouldn’t you know, I passed my exit and had to go another
10 miles out of my way. So instead of returning to the missed
exit, I decided to take another way which was longer. But….
I had plenty of time. I was sauntering along when I spotted a
purple SUV (most of you know me as the Purple Lady)
with the numbers 8700 on its windshield.

” I can do that” I said to myself so I made a uturn and went to
check it out. I liked it so I went to the office to get some more
information. As I was taking it for a test drive, I mentioned the
price of $8700 to the sales person and she said that number was
the mileage, the price was $19,500. Whoa!!! That was out of
my range and I told her that. I did not have much time to talk to
her because I needed to get to my doctor’s appointment. Never,
ever be late for a doctor’s appointment.

I called my trusted mechanic of 30 years and he advised me that
it was not a vehicle that would serve me for very long. But…..
Spirit really worked that one in and it started me focusing on getting
another vehicle before winter set in because I need 4WD to get
out of my private street that my town does not plow. There is
an incline and I have slid backwards while trying to get out with
my front wheel drive vehicle.

Divine timing was at play too because my grandson is looking for
his first car and this way I can pass along the car I have now which
is quite dependable and would make a great first car. Of course,
the fact that I have called the angels in for protection and guidance
every time I drive it has set the tone and energy for this car so my
beloved grandson will be protected all the way.

I just love to see how God, Spirit, Angels or whatever name you
give to Higher Power works. It orchestrates events much better
than I could even think of and I chuckle as I see all the
synchronisticities as they happen. Try to be aware of all that
happens in your life and you will chuckle too.

Oh well, back to car shopping. I have gotten to meet a lot of
new people and have accumulated a lot of knowledge yet
all the models and their subsequent offspring with different
names and model numbers just confuse the daylights out
of me. And….there are no purple cars within my
requirements but I have had an offer to enhance my
choice of white or silver color with some purple.
I may just do that but no decision yet.

I came across this unusual video and wanted to
share it with you. As I was watching it, I wondered
what it would like if all the cars in the world were
pinpointed like the airplanes. Did any of you notice
that it looked like a butterfly?

Love and Light

Mary Grace

www.TheWoundedChalice.com
www.TheWoundedChalice.com/blog
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The yellow dots are airplanes in the sky during a 24 hour period.

Stay with the picture. You will see the light of the day moving from
the east to the west, as the Earth spins on its axis.
Also you will see the aircraft flow of traffic leaving the North
American continent and traveling at night to arrive in the UK in
the morning. Then you will see the flow changing, leaving the UK in
the morning and flying to the American continent in daylight.
It is a 24 hour observation of all of the large aircraft flights
in the world, condensed down to about 2 minutes. From space we look
like a bee hive of activity.
You could tell it was summer time in the north by the sun’s footprint over
the planet. You could see that it didn’t quite set in the extreme north and
it didn’t quite rise in the extreme south. We are taught about the earth’s
tilt and how it causes summer and winter and have had to imagine just
what is going on.
With this 24 hour observation of aircraft travel on the earth’s
surface we get to see the daylight pattern move as well.

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A BOUNTY OF LOVE

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Well, I am back from the ART OF LIFE MASTERY
conference which was held in California and it was superb.
I don’t know how to describe my experience except to
say it was totally given from the heart to the heart.

I have belonged to Jennifer McLean’s membership site
Masterworks Healing for over a year and have heard
the presenters she offers each month. I have been touched
by each one of them and to be able to actually be in person
with them was such a delightful bonus. Now, we can all
put a face and body to the voices we hear on a weekly basis.

Our keynote speakers, Jo Dunning and Guy Finley, were
the cream on the cake. Such incredible beings. We were
all ONE and we mingled and hugged and laughed just
like we were children on a playground, which we were.

My roommate was so delightful and we enjoyed talking time
in our room as well as mealtimes with other participants,
getting to know even more beautiful souls. Reconnecting
with others I had met last year and meeting the ones who
we are familiar from the calls was such a delight. We are
so unique but alike so much in the heart.

The solar eclipse was on Sunday which made for quite a
finale and embedded all the energy we had experienced
for the three days. Four of us went to the ocean the
night before, walked the beach, dipped our toes (plus
a little more) in the water and gathered in a circle to
state our intentions and pray for our Beloved Planet
and its inhabitants.

From past experiences in my spiritual journeys, I have
come to realize that the more “stuff” that shows up
before I go, the deeper I get to go into myself at
the event, the more powerfully I am blessed.

This time was no different. I got to the airport in
plenty of time but they could not seem to find
me in the computer. After a half hour, a young man
came to me and in a haughty voice and manner, asked
if I had even checked my departure date. It seems I
was due to leave the following day and had no ticket
for that day.

I was stunned, this had never happened to me before so
I just did not know what to do. I was told to come back
the next day and I explained that I needed to be in
California the next morning as the workshop began
then. I would have to miss the whole first day of
the conference. I was dismissed by them going on
to the next person. I went to a table right next door
that assists travelers and I asked them what to do.

They smiled at me like I was a lost child and explained
that they could do nothing, that the airlines would need
to find me a way to get there. I then realized that noone
had offered that solution to me so I went to the young
man who had been rude and asked to speak to a
supervisor. He pointed at the woman next to him
and said I would have to go to the end of the line.

I explained that I had already been there before the
people waiting in line (I am practicing assertiveness
as well as fairness). I stood behind the woman who
was being helped and was assisted by the supervisor
who proceeded to tell me that there was nothing she
could do, I would have to come back tomorrow.

Being assertive again but polite, I told her it was
imperative that I get to California and was there
any possible way she could help me. She finally
told me that she could get me two connecting
flights to get me there if I was willing to pay an
additional $100 to change my ticket.

I gratefully agreed and I arrived in California
only one hour later than scheduled before.
I did not have a choice of seats but I
trusted that Spirit would take care of me.
I like everything planned ahead of time so
this was an opportunity for me to practice
what I preach. TRUST!!!

I was scheduled to take a red eye back home
with one stop and a two and a half hour wait
in between flights. I was kind of in a different
space from the fabulous weekend and the jet lag.
I arrived at the airport and called my valet service
to pick me up and then went outside to wait.

My valet service’s name is Executive Parking and
as I went outside I saw the van coming from Economy
Parking. It felt like this was mine so I hopped on and
when we got there I realized I had taken the wrong
shuttle. After all, both their names started with E.
I chuckled and asked the driver to bring me back
to the airport so I could pick up my own valet
shuttle.

As I was waiting in the van, a family from Texas
boarded on their way to the airport. I love the
the Texas accent, don’t you? It was the mother,
father and two teenage sons. Suddenly, the father
asked me about my tiara. It usually is the woman
who notices and asks so for a male to ask me is
more unusual.

Sixteen years ago, when I first started wearing it, the
men would give me a funny look and just pass me by.
Lately more males are noticing and commenting on it.
That is a good sign of the men acknowledging their
feminine side.

Many of you are aware of why I wear it but I will just
give a brief resume for those who do not know. If you
want a more detailed story, go to my website
www.TheWoundedChalice.com and under Book, YOUR
GIFT is the longer version. Jesus asked me to wear this
16 years ago which at that time I had no idea what it was
meant to signify or why I was doing it except I love Jesus
too much to deny him anything.

What I do know is that I am wearing it as I was asked to
and Jesus is using it to bless the people I come into
contact with. IF they ask why I wear it, I know that
because they are asking they have given HIM permission
to give them a special blessing. Even God cannot go
against the valuable gift he gave you of Free Will without
your consent.

The father was pleased to hear the story and his wife said
she was so happy to meet me. Even the boys as they
left the shuttle said goodbye and they were happy to meet
me. They were all grateful for the Blessing.

NOW…..I know why I got on the wrong shuttle. It was so
Jesus would have the opportunity to give that beautiful
family a special blessing. It happens to me often (and I am
sure to you, too) that somehow I am guided to the right
place to be even when I do not know I am being guided.

This has been a long newsletter but I wanted to share
the blessings of the weekend and also the LOVE that
was given to all our hearts. It certainly was a heart sharing
opportunity and I want you share in this love fest.

Go to:

http://www.youtube.com/watch? v=cVQJPeRwKek&feature=player_ embedded

Love and Light

Mary Grace

www.TheWoundedChalice.com
www.TheWoundedChalice.com/blog
[email protected]

FREEDOM FROM WHAT?

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Happy 4th of July!!!! What symbolism this day bears.
We are free as a Country from the terrorism of other
countries and our beloved service men and women
are the reason for this freedom. We owe them a
debt beyond anything we can give them.

Today also brings up for me the many ways I am not
free. I am not free from the negative news that is spewed
across the airways, I am not free from the judgement of
my peers who differ in opinions whether pertaining to
religion or politics or health policies. But…..I am free
to say what I do believe and I am also free to make
up my own mind of the things I choose to believe.

The hardest freedom to attain is from the habits of the
mind. My mind is most critical of myself and my habits.
Other people habits do not really affect me directly but
the way I look at myself in mind, body and spirit does
directly affect me. I am more critical of myself than any
other person I know and I find it more difficult to forgive
myself for transgressions that seem to come upon me
without me even being aware of them.

Having ice cream is not a terrible thing, in fact, it is
quite soothing especially at this time of the year. Yet,
one eskimo pie leads to another and I can’t seem to say
no to myself after just one. I know better than to eat
more than one but it’s like one calls for more. I do
not even want ice cream other than when it is hot
outside and I would like the freedom to say no to
myself when my urges are excessive. We have all
had occasions when urges take us over so we know
the ramifications of giving into them. But….oh, that
Eskimo pie is so refreshing.

I know this is a small thing in the scheme of things and
I am grateful for the opportunities (after all, I do the
grocery shopping), I guess its OK to be excessive
occasionally. How many people would like to have
those opportunities.

I have just witnessed the most beautiful display of
fireworks. Remember I live on a lake which is
another thing I am grateful for. There must have been
all the boats from around the lake out there with their
silhouettes and their night lights on, it was a sight to behold.
Usually after sunset, the boats retire to their perspective
mooring sites.There were five houses who shot them off,
each one trying to top off the last one. They took turns
so it lasted quite a while.

I was able to watch from inside my house through my bow
window and I could see them all. I have a sensitivity to
smoke of any kind so I was able to be safe inside and
still enjoy the display. Another thing to be grateful for.

We as a country, have so much to be grateful for. We
take our freedoms for granted without even taking the time
to thank our fellow Americans for giving us those rights.
We have many ancestors to also thank for Our Land
of the Free. Let us take a moment to send up a silent
prayer for all the freedoms we do have.

I received this info and this is an appropriate day to
share this with you.

Subject: The Last Post

We have heard the music a thousand times. Now we know
the history & the words. WOW!!!!!!
If any of you have ever been to a military funeral in which The
Last Post was played; this brings out a new meaning of it.

Here is something everyone should know. Until I read this,
I didn’t know, but I checked it out and it’s true:

We have all heard the haunting song, ‘The Last Post.’
It’s the song that gives us the lump in our throats and usually
tears in our eyes.

But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think
you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings.

Reportedly, it all began in 1862 during the American Civil War,
when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men
near Harrison’s Landing in Virginia . The Confederate Army
was on the other side of the narrow strip of land.

During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier
who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a
Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life
and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling
on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the
stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment.

When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered
it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead.

The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and
went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of
the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying
music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling
his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army.

The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked
permission of his superiors to give his son a full military
burial, despite his enemy status. His request was only
partially granted.

The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army
band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral.

The request was turned down since the soldier was a
Confederate.

But, out of respect for the father, they did say they
could give him only one musician.
The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to
play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece
of paper in the pocket of the dead youth’s uniform.

This wish was granted.
The haunting melody, we now know as ‘The Last Post’
used at military funerals was born.

The words are:

Day is done.
Gone the sun.
From the lakes
From the hills.
From the sky.
All is well.
Safely rest.
God is nigh.

Fading light.
Dims the sight.
And a star.
Gems the sky.
Gleaming bright.
From afar.
Drawing nigh.
Falls the night
Thanks and praise.
For our days.
Neath the sun
Neath the stars.
Neath the sky
As we go.
This we know.
God is nigh

I too have felt the chills while listening to ‘The Last Post’
but I have never seen all the words to the song until now.
I didn’t even know there was more than one verse .
I also never knew the story behind the song and I
didn’t know if you had either so I thought I’d pass it along.

I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I
did before.

Remember Those Lost and Harmed While Serving Their
Country. Also Remember Those Who Have Served And
Returned; and for those presently serving in the Armed Forces.

Love and Light,

Mary Grace
http://www.TheWoundedChalice.com
http://www.TheWoundedChalice.com/blog
[email protected]

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PO Box 403
Wales, MA 01081, USA
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