TAMPON HUMOR IN THE FACE OF WAR

Posted on August 1, 2010 by marygrace

Whew!!!!! I have decided on the vehicle I wish to
purchase and it is now up to my mechanic who is
returning tomorrow after being closed for his yearly
vacation. If I get the go ahead then I will proceed
with getting a loan. I have already been in touch
with a bank so I have an idea who I will give my
business to.

Was I surprised to find out that you can submit an
application for a loan online. I don’t know why I was
surprised but I was. I DID try to submit it but it kept
asking me for my employer but as I am retired I don’t
have one. So much for the new offers on the computer,
you just can’t beat being face to face at the bank with
a human you can talk to and someone who can answer
your questions. .

I decided to take my kayak out for a jaunt today, it
has been three weeks since I have been out on the
water and I miss it. Car hunting takes a lot of mental
stamina and when I get back home, I just don’t feel like
using up any more energy. The mental gymnastics use
more energy than any physical activity. Yeah…. it is
coming to a close and I can get back to enjoying
the summer.

I am sure you don’t want to hear any more about
the tedious job of car shopping but I did want to
share this article with you. It made me laugh and it
confirmed our human ingenuity. We can have
a sense of humor even in the face of war.

Please read the whole thing……. You’ll love it
I am reminded that “God Works in Mysterious Ways ”

Tampons (A TRUE STORY)

Tampons to the rescue in Iraq !! Don’t worry, it’s a good story, and worth reading. It’s even humorous in parts. It’s from the mother of a Marine in Iraq .

My son told me how wonderful the care packages we had sent them from the ladies auxiliary were and wanted me to tell everyone thank you.

He said that one guy we’ll call Marine X, got a female care package and everyone was giving him a hard time. My son said, ‘Marine X got some really nice smelling lotion and everyone really likes it, so every time he goes to sleep they steal it from him.’ I told my son I was really sorry about the mistake, and if he wanted I would send Marine X another package. He told me not to worry about Marine X because every time I send something to him, he shares it with Marine X.

He said when my husband and I sent the last care package, Marine X came over to his cot picked up the box, started fishing through it, and said, ‘What’d we get this time?’

But my son said they had the most fun with Marine X’s package. He said he wasn’t sure who it was supposed to go to, but the panties were size 20, and he said one of the guys got on top of the Humvee and jumped off with the panties over his head and yelled, ‘Look at me, I’m an Airborne Ranger!!!!’

One of the guys attached the panties to an antenna and it blew in the wind like a windsock. He said it entertained them for quite awhile. Then of course…… .they had those tampons. When he brought this up, my imagination just went running, but he continued.

My son said they had to go on a mission and Marine X wanted the Chap-Stick and lotion for the trip. He grabbed a bunch of the items from his care package and got in the Humvee. As luck would have it he grabbed the tampons too, and my son said everyone was teasing him about ‘not forgetting his feminine hygiene products.’

He said things went well for a while, then the convoy was ambushed and a Marine was shot. He said the wound was pretty clean, but it was deep. He said they were administering first aid but couldn’t get the bleeding to slow down, and someone said, ‘Hey! Use Marine X’s tampons!’ My son said they put the tampon in the wound. At this point my son profoundly told Me, ‘Mom, did you know that tampons expand?’ (‘Well….yeah! ‘)

They successfully slowed the bleeding until the guy got better medical attention. When they went to check on him later, the surgeon told them, ‘You guys saved his life. If you hadn’t stopped that bleeding he would have bled to death.’ My Son said, ‘Mom, the tampons sent by the Marine Moms by mistake saved a Marine’s life.’

At this point I asked him, ‘Well, what did you do with the rest of the tampons?’

He said, ‘Oh, we divided them up and we all have them in our flak jackets, and I kept two for our first aid kit.’

I am absolutely amazed by the ingenuity of our Marines. I can’t believe that something that started out as a mistake then turned into a joke, ended up saving someone’s life. My sister said she doesn’t believe in mistakes. She believes God had a plan all along. She believes that ‘female care package’ was sent to Marine X to save our Marine.

Either way, our efforts have boosted the morale of many Marines, provided much needed items for our troops, AND saved the life of a Marine! God bless every one of you for your efforts and hard work, and God bless our Marines, Army, Navy, Air Force and all our military service personnel.

GOD BLESS AMERICA AND KEEP IT SAFE!

Love and Light
Mary Grace
www.TheWoundedChalice.com
www.TheWoundedChalice.com/blog
[email protected]

3 Brows Beach Dr
PO Box 403
Wales, MA 01081, USA
413-245-3977

ROAD OR SKY PATTERNS

Posted on July 26, 2010 by marygrace

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
[email protected]

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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3 Brows Beach Dr
PO Box 403
Wales, MA 01081, USA
413-245-3977

A BOUNTY OF LOVE

Posted on July 16, 2010 by marygrace

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:

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