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BOB HOPE’S CHRISTMAS AND 2012

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Beloved,

I hope your Christmas was all you hoped for. Sometimes
the day after can be a bummer. All the preparations that went
into the selection of gifts and the decorating and the cooking,
the things that kept you so busy and hardly finding time for
yourself. Well, this week is the time to take time for yourself.

Sometimes there is a let down because the transition into quiet
and less hecticness can feel like a sudden drop and you feel a little
melancholy. Use this sudden letdown to go inside and “feel” what
you would like the new year to bring to you. It is a perfect time for
reflection of this year and to focus on what you wish to create in
2012.

I am sending you Bob Hope’s Christmas’ so you can laugh a little
or a lot and feel lighter. He was such a gift to us and to the troops
that he inspired year after year. He sets such a positive tone that
we cannot help but feel lighter emotionally.

https://www.youtube.com/watch? v=L-HeETwJSUc&feature=player_ embedded#!

After this lighthearted play, I wanted to let you know about
an event that will be transpiring on the First of the Year, 2012.

PREDICTION WEEK
We have a WONDERFUL new and free event for you starting on January 1st — PREDICTION WEEK!

Each year the first week of the new year we offer Prediction Week… this year it is SEVEN shows (Jan 1 – 7) where each night our resident intuitives on MasterWorks Healing Membership Site, PLUS a few guest speakers, offer insights on what their impressions are for this powerful year of transformation.

AND you might just get a reading! For most of the speakers we open the lines and offer one-on-one readings THIS MIGHT BE YOU!

So JOIN US FOR PREDICTION WEEK its F*R*E*E!

http://www.mcleanmasterworks.com/predictionweek/

Many blessing and much gratitude for you,
Jennifer

Jennifer McLean
CEO, McLean MasterWorks
Host, Healing With The Masters
[email protected]

I was thinking of you and I wanted to share
this with you even if it was not my regular
day to do so. Have a blessed week and
reminisce about all you accomplished this
year and then design your goal for 2012.

Love and Light

Mary Grace

www.TheWoundedChalice.com
www.IAmMaryGrace.com

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU AND TO OUR BELOVED SOLDIERS

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Merry Merry Christmas Beloved,

Christmas Eve is tomorrow night and the holiness and
sanctity of this Holyday has me feeling very quiet and
introspective. My shopping is done and so is all the
wrapping. My youngest son needs to work Christmas
Eve and Christmas Day so he came over for his holiday
visit yesterday.

I will not be doing The I Am Mary Grace Show live as
it was decided since it is so close to Christmas, that
the station could run the reruns. I will give you the link
to the second of my shows that you can look at if you
wish. http://www.waleson5.com/gallery.html

I was going to send you some Christmas cartoons but
somehow they did not seem as funny as when I first read
them. I have several things about Christmas that I could
share with you so I settled on the ones that truly reflect the
Spirit of Christmas although all emotions are equally valued
and laughter is high on my list.

One of these is the most clever way I have known to answer
a child’s question of: “Is there really a Santa Claus”. It came
from a grandmother and her wisdom knew no bounds. Here it
is.
Cute Stoory….

Love this story! Merry Christmas Everyone!

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.

I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: “There is no Santa Claus,” she jeered. “Even dummies know that!”

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her “world-famous” cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.

Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. “No Santa Claus?” she snorted….”Ridiculous! Don’t believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let’s go.”

“Go? Go where, Grandma?” I asked. I hadn’t even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun. “Where” turned out to be Kerby’s General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days. “Take this money,” she said, “and buy something for someone who needs it. I’ll wait for you in the car.” Then she turned and walked out of Kerby’s.

I was only eight years old. I’d often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping.

For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for.

I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church.

I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock’s grade-two class. Bobby Decker didn’t have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn’t have a cough; he didn’t have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat!
I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.

“Is this a Christmas present for someone?” the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. “Yes, ma’am,” I replied shyly. “It’s for Bobby.”

The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn’t get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.

That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, “To Bobby, From Santa Claus” on it.
Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker’s house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa’s helpers.

Grandma parked down the street from Bobby’s house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. “All right, Santa Claus,” she whispered, “get going.”

I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.

Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.

Fifty years haven’t dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker’s bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were — ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.

I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.

May you always have LOVE to share,
HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that care…

And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus!

I am jumping with glee and glowing inside with happiness that most of our
soldiers are home from Iraq. I would like us to remember though that there
are many members of our families who are in countries around the world and
cannot come home for Christmas. This is in Thanksgiving and remembrance for their service
to us.

A Christmas Poem

http://www.youtube.com/watch? v=kfp07-9YsKY&feature=share

Love and Light

Mary Grace
www.TheWoundedChalice.com
IAmMaryGrace.com

PO Box 403
Wales, MA 01081, USA
413-245-3977

THE PURPLE BUTTON AND SEARS SUPPORT OF OUR TROUPS

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Beloved,

I just can’t get my mind around the fact that there are only three weeks until Christmas. Perhaps it is
because we had the big North’easter just before Halloween which graced us with 18 inches of snow
and 6 days of being without power. I feel like I have already been through winter and am waiting for
Spring to come. I am claiming we have already had our quota of snow for this year. I know one way to feel Christmasy, I am going to the Bird Store tomorrow where the decorations are everywhere but Mother Nature is included. In fact, they are going to have a live hawk, eagle and owl for all of us (I am still a child, you know) to get close to. After seeing the Bald Eagle fly around my lake three times the day after that huge storm, I want to thank him personally for bringing his/her message of Freedom that was sorely needed at that time of feeling very confined.

All of you know that I am known as the Purple Lady, right? I got that name because I always wear different and varying shades of purple. My birth stone is an amethyst which I wear on my forehead. Of course, St. Germaine of the Violet Flame is a famous transformational healer using the violet light as a laser beam which even includes ultra violet light that the medical profession uses for many life healing tests. The simple story is that the color purple makes me feel happy every time I see it or wear it.. We all gravitate
to what makes us feel good, if we don’t, we are not honoring ourselves.

My remote garage door opener that I keep on the visor of my car decided to work only when it felt like it, not when I needed it. It was only 10 months old so I “assumed” that the battery was weak as the other
door opener outside the garage worked just fine. It was very difficult to open and I had to pry it open leaving indentations all along the edge of the opener. I tested the battery and it was good but I still was not trusting myself. Soooo I brought it to Radio Shack to have them test it and they found that the battery was just fine but they could not test the remote itself and they did not sell new ones. I am getting very frustrated hopping in and out of my car every time I leave or come back. I even called on my trusted standby miracle worker, St. Anthony, patron saint of miracles and lost causes but to no avail.

Finally, I called the Sears installer who had put the new motor in my garage door opener and also gave
me the new remote. I don’t know about you, but these last three months have been one challenge after the other and my patience was quite thin by this time. I am usually at peace and KNOW in my heart that there is Divine Timing and everything will eventually work out. But….I still was feeling so much anxiety over my street not being leveled and rocks put down, and my research into what kind of generator to buy and from whom and who to install it, etc., etc., etc. and also my subpump running every 3-5 minutes which is creating havoc on my lawn because they can’t mow it, etc.etc.etc. Sound familiar. We may not have the same scenarios but I am sure the energies are giving you something to stress about besides Christmas.
I felt so overloaded with situations that I could not control but still was having challenges with TRUST and FLOW.

The repairman from Sears called me back and after I explained all I had done to solve this dilemma, I needed a new remote garage starter. After all, it was under guarantee. He told me to go in my garage and
reach where the light was as he could solve this for me. I was a little dubious but agreed. I told him I would have to move my car as I was short and could not reach the light. He laughed and said “just climb on the bumper and you should be able to reach it.” I told him: I am 73 years old besides being short and I
am not going to climb on my car”. He apologized and said: “you sound like you are 35 years old”. I laughed as I have been told many times that my voice sounds like a much younger person. I don’t think he was just trying to butter me up.

I took my cordless phone with the ear plug attached, stuck it in my coat pocket and proceeded to the garage to move my car out. Then I tried my two step ladder but I still wasn’t tall enough so I got the tall step ladder and proceeded to station that below. The repairman kept telling me to take it slow and not do too much. I chuckled as I can move the ladder but I am not as quick as a younger person. Finally, I could reach the light and I was instructed to lower the cover and FIND THE PURPLE BUTTON. I gasped and looked and sure enough I found the purple button. He proceeded to give me instructions like holding the button down for several seconds and then trying to remote. IT WORKED. I was so aghast that I started to laugh quite hard. The thought that all I had to do was FIND THE PURPLE BUTTON was so hilarious that I could not stop laughing.

THE PURPLE BUTTON symbolizes so much for me. Purple makes me calm down and feel happy, the vibration of purple is the second highest vibration on this earth and it is a TRANSFORMER. It can transform all your worries into peace if you just call on it. The purple lady had forgotten to call on St. Germaine, the violet flame for help. DUH! Now, every time I open my garage door, I think “FIND THE PURPLE BUTTON” and it makes me laugh and my situations seem so much lighter. I had received a reprieve from my worryng and not trusting in God, Higher Power, Source or whatever you call the Creator. It was also quite a reminder to stay focused on the fact that I am always protected and guided if I just slow my mind down enough to connect to the truth.

Talking about the Sears Repairman made me think that perhaps you don’t know how much Sears is doing for our troops so I am including it here.

Sears – Christmas shopping this year.

I know I needed this reminder, since Sears isn’t always my first choice. It’s amazing when you think of how long the war has lasted and Sears hasn’t withdrawn from their commitment. Could we each buy at least one thing at Sears this year?

How does Sears treat its employees who are called up for military duty? By law, they are required to hold their jobs open and available, but nothing more. Usually, people take a big pay cut and lose benefits as a result of being called up for active duty.

Sears is voluntarily paying the difference in salaries and maintaining all benefits, including medical insurance and bonus programs, for all called up reservist employees for up to two years.

I submit that Sears is an exemplary corporate citizen and should be recognized for its contribution. I suggest we all shop at Sears at least once, and be sure to find a manager to tell them why we are there so the company gets the positive reinforcement & feedback it well deserves.

Pass it on.

I decided to check this before I sent it forward. So I sent the following e-mail to the Sears Customer Service Department:

I received this e-mail and I would like to know if it is true. If it is, the internet may have just become one very good source of advertisement for your company. I know I would go out of my way to buy products from Sears instead of another store for a like item, even if it’s cheaper at that store.

This is their answer to my e-mail:

Dear Customer:

Thank you for contacting Sears.The information is factual. We appreciate your positive feedback.

Sears regards service to our country as one of greatest sacrifices our young men and women can make. We are happy to do our part to lessen the burden they bear at this time.

Bill Thorn
Sears Customer Care
[email protected]
1-800-349-4358

Please pass this on to all your friends. Sears needs to be recognized for this outstanding contribution and we need to show them as Americans, we do appreciate what they are doing for our military!!!

It’s verified ! By Snopes.com at:

http://www.snopes.com/politics/military/sears.asp

May your holiday shopping include at least one item from Sears and remember the NEW TRADITION of 2011 is to purchase gifts from local people and from the UNITED STATES which stands of us (US). Better yet, let us gift from our hearts with hugs and perhaps something you have created yourself.

REMEMBER TO PUSH THE PURPLE BUTTON and smile.

—
Love and Light

Mary Grace
The Wounded Chalice