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MEMORIAL DAY CELEBRATION

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It seems like I was talking to you just yesterday. That is what
happens when I am late in sending out my newsletter. I am
time this week.

I just returned from a 2 day workshop in New York on
Celebrating (Understanding) Men ,Satisfying Women by
Alison Armstrong. Although she has graduates that teach
this workshop, it was the creator herself who led this one.

I have heard her speak several times on Jennifer McLeans’s
teleseminars and I really wanted to meet her in person. I was
not disappointed, she is one heck of a lady and a fantastic
teacher. I added Understanding to her title only because I
found that she led me to understand the males in my life and
all their actions that has baffled me for years.

I primarily went so that I could better understand my sons as
I do not have a significant male in my life right now. I found
that at the end of the workshop, I really understood all the men
so much better, including the two young men who mow my lawn.
What a gift this is. Now I understand that men are designed to
take your request seriously so they go to their deep well of
knowledge to find the answer or solution so they can help you.

It does take about 30 seconds to a minute before they have
brought up the bucket from their well with what they hope to
present to you. As women, we think perhaps that we need
to rephrase our question as it seems to take them so long
to answer. They simply are calculating the best solution
so they can help you but we think either we are being
ignored or perhaps they did not understand.

I now understand how to Listen to Learn and Wait for the Well.
It was an experiential workshop so we had a “buddy’ to help
practice our newfound knowledge so we would be more
comfortable before we talked to our men. My buddies and I
were surprised just how difficult it was for us to learn the
best method for communicating with men.

I met some remarkable women who are so interested
in making their lives and their significant males lives
easier and a lot more fun. We had women there who
wanted to understand their husbands, boyfriends, sons,
nephews, business partners, friends and all the males
in their lives. We had much laughter and comraderie.

It is easy for us women who are multitaskers and can talk
and do other things at the same time. Males simply cannot
do this, they are wired to be single focused which allows them
to be our providers and protectors. I am so happy that science
has discovered that the male and female brain are not made
the same way and consequently, require different modes
of responding to the same scenario. Viva la Difference!!

If you are going to New York or traveling anywhere using
the Merritt Parkway, I suggest you find another route. The
trip was supposed to take two and half hours but the
construction on this parkway was horrible. We were bumper
to bumper, start and stop. Then to top it off, there was an
accident and since the pathway was only two lanes and
bound on both sides, we had to move so close to the
barriers to allow enough room in the middle of us so
the emergency vehicles and firetrucks could make it
through. I have been driving for 52 years and have
never experienced this before.

It took me 4 hours to get there and I got there just
as the workshop was starting. So much for a
relaxing drive early in the morning. I was quite
frazzled by the time I got there. Another strange thing,
my GPS sent me that route but Mapquest was sending
me another route. Perhaps Mapquest knew of all
the delays whereas the GPS did not. I felt more
comfortable following the directions of the GPS
because it did not require reading the directions
while I was driving but I always bring the written
directions incase my GPS does not work which has
happened to me before.

This Memorial Day weekend is so special. It gives
us a reason to remember our veterans and what they
do for us. There is no family in America that has not
been touched by wars. Let us remember them and how
they serve us. Enjoy the celebration that ensues.

MEMORIAL DAY
It is the

VETERAN,
not the preacher,
who has given us freedom of religion.

It is
the VETERAN,
not the reporter,
who has given us freedom of the press.

It is
the VETERAN,
not the poet,
who has given us freedom of speech.

It is
the VETERAN,
not the campus organizer,
who has given us freedom to assemble.

It is
the VETERAN,
not the lawyer,
who has given us the right to a fair trial.

It is
the VETERAN,
not the politician,
Who has given us the right to vote.

It is the
VETERAN who
salutes the Flag,

It is
the
VETERAN
who serves
under the Flag,

ETERNAL
REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON
THEM.

I’d be
EXTREMELY proud if this email reached as many as possible. We can be very
proud of our young men and women in the service no matter where they serve.

God
Bless them all!!!

Makes you proud to be an AMERICAN!!!!!

Love and Light

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

HAIR RAISING GOOD NEWS

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This newsletter was going to be late in going out because I had
plans with my youngest son to have brunch. On Mother’s Day,
he was unable to make it to my home because he had gotten up
late and did not have time before he needed to leave for work.

In fact, both my sons and their families where scheduled to come
to see me for breakfast on Mother’s Day. It was an unusual day
as my oldest son had been admitted to the hospital on Thursday
and was still there on Mother’s Day. So…..I visited him in the
hospital and my Mother’s Day gift was knowing that he was in
the best place for him at that time. The medical staff could not
find the cause of him suddenly getting light headed and falling
down which had happened several times the week before.

Anyway, today was supposed to be my Mother’s Day brunch
but it had fallen through. I was disappointed at not seeing
my son and as I sat at this computer, my mood was not conducive
to writing an uplifting newsletter.

I did not know what I could write about that would not sound
like whining until I opened an email entitled “Good News” which
I subscribe to at http://www.goodnewsnetwork.org. There
always seems to be a plethora of news that is sad or at the
least upsetting so once a week I subscribe to this email with
news that is uplifting.

Have you ever felt helpless in helping other people? I know I have.
When I hear about a disaster, I try to think of some way that I may
help but usually nothing comes to mind except to send a donation
and of course, prayers.

This story blew my mind with its simplicity and the willingness
of a person to follow her intuition. Now, she has inspired
many more people and organizations to step up and it is
something that everyone has and it is so valuable. Who
would have thought?

Click here to get the story and be prepared to be surprised.

http://www.goodnewsnetwork. org/most-popular/general/hair- to-tackle-oil-spill.html

PS. My oldest son is home and feeling much better but there
is still no diagnosis.

Love and Light

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

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

THE MOTHER’S BLOOD OF LIFE

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HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

This is a very special day, one that every woman can rejoice in.
Whether you have physically had a child or not, you have an organ
that makes you unique. EVERY human on this planet has come
through his/her mother’s womb. You are the future of the human
race, without you the human race would cease to exist. You carry
your child’s first home, an organ that was designed to protect and
nurture your baby until it is ready to debut into the world and
join the human race. Your womb knew your baby before you did.

When the medical profession told me I needed a hysterectomy, I
refused to have the procedure unless they returned my womb to
me so I could honor it. Since I was a little girl, I knew that my
mission in this world was to be a mother. I never even considered
if it would be physically possible, I just KNEW.

My request did send a ripple through the medical community but
my gynecologist was female and once I had convinced her, she
went to bat for me. Except for the male pathologist who just could
not understand why I wanted my uterus back. He even called me
and tried for a half hour to convince me otherwise and to try to
understand why I was so adamant.

I told him: “This little organ allowed me to fulfill my life’s mission.
It protected my children (I had three) when I could not consciously do
so. I cannot let you treat it like a piece of shoe leather, I won’t allow it.”

I prepared for the ceremony even though I had not told my children
what I was planning. This would be in the cold weather so I dug
a hole in front of my statue of Mother Mary and saved the dirt for
later. I found a big rock and put it over the hole for the moment.
I used my mom’s cotton lace handkerchief for a shroud as I knew
both it and my uterus would go back to Mother Earth where they
had originally come from anyway.

On Thanksgiving Day I asked my three children to be at my home
at the same time. It was not until my children gathered around me
that the enormity of what I had done actually hit me. I started to
cry and asked them if they would help bury the first home they ever
knew. We had a little ceremony outside with each of them being
a part of it.

It was shortly after this that Mother Mary, the Divine Feminine,
asked me to write a book about my life as she said many
people would be inspired by how I have handled my
unique life experiences. She gave me the title: The Wounded
Chalice and told me she would guide me to a chalice whose
picture would be on the front of my book.

At that time, I had no idea what the title meant and just
how was I supposed to find a chalice? I ended up pawning
(my first experience with a pawn shop) three diamond earrings
in order to purchase it. I had recently lost my mortgage free
home to foreclosure, all the money I had saved and the IRS
placed a Federal Tax Lien on me due to some shenagigans
from my now ex-husband.

The chalice I was guided to get was broken in two and I
was not sure how to get it repaired but when Spirit asks you
to do something, the way will be shown to you one step at
a time. All I needed to do was trust.

I now know the meaning of the title,The Wounded Chalice.
The Chalice was wounded just like my womb had been
wounded, hence the similarity. Both the Chalice and the
womb hold the Blood of Life and Mother told me that
EVERY woman has a Chalice in her body.

Women, honor that Chalice in your body and honor
yourself for being the bearer of the Blood of Life.
There is no greater honor nor any greater LOVE
than that of the Mother.

Men, every one of you have come through your
mother’s Chalice to this earth. Honor the females
in your life and honor yourself for the protection
and safety that you afford them. Notice that it
was a male that saved this little creature so his
mother could care for him.

I was drawn to the valor of this particular mother
whose very nature keeps her airborn. There is too
much danger on the ground for her but to care for
her child, she risked her own safety. What a
symbol for motherhood.

PS. I also have never heard a hummingbird peep,
have you?

Love and Light,

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

“This is actually a pretty amazing story about a baby hummingbird that was found on a sidewalk. He couldn’t fly, so I took him under my wing. At night, he would come home to our house for safety. During the day, he was in the backyard of the house near where I found him. About 4 days after I found him, I was holding him in my cupped hands when his mama came by to feed him. She had seen me around, I guess, because she just flew over, perched on my hand and then fed him. This happened a number of times, so I called a friend who is good with a video camera, and he came over to film some of the amazing goings on that I told him about.”

There’s a lot more to this story, but that’s enough info to give you some context for the video we posted to YouTube. Here’s the link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch? v=l7xBLvMIBZU