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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]

JESUS ASKED HATRED – HOW GREAT ART THOU

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In last week’s newsletter, I mentioned that next week was
Good Friday. I was a week ahead of myself, please forgive
me if I messed up your calendar timing. It definitely is Good
Friday next Friday and I am back on track, I hope.

I was sent a beautiful message which I believe speaks to
what is happening next week. It was not purposefully sent
for that reason but I had such chills as I was watching and
listening to it, that I wanted to share it with you at this time.

It is a week for you to be aware of how much you are loved.
A parent will sacrifice his/her life for the child even those
who are not of “our” blood. That is how much that child is
loved and protected.

You are loved that much and also protected from harm. You
only can harm yourself if you allow the beautiful gift of Free Will
to choose your own destruction. You have that power, the
Power to Choose. Your Love can only be usurped by Hate,
hate for yourself or hate for another.

God cannot help you if you do not give Him/Her permission
to do so and neither can any of his helpers. When you ask for
help, you are giving permission to Higher Power to cross that
wall of Free Will, you have that choice.

I had an occasion to hate another person for which I was
totally justified in hating. It was an experience I will never forget
because I discovered that hate is like love, it spreads. I could not
stop myself from spreading that hate because it was just pouring out
of me, touching everyone, even touching the ones I loved.

That was when I made the choice, using my Free Will, to overcome
the hatred that was consuming me, just like fire consumes. It took
me a year of pounding the gates of heaven, of praying incessantly and
beseeching the Lord to remove it from my heart. My heart was so full
of hate that there was no room to even FEEL love.

I made that decision, the decision that I would rather love everyone than
hate one person. I would not give my perpetrator control over me by
empowering him with the energy of hate. I had to ASK and SURRENDER
my will in order for the Spirit to come and assist me with this. I was doing
a 5 night retreat at my church given by this diminutive priest and on the
fourth night, he began to glow, I mean glow. He changed into a huge person
who had white light surrounding him. I shook my head, I looked away, I did
everything to distract myself because I could not understand what was
happening. All of a sudden, I felt the hate leave and I was finally able
to FEEL Love again. It had been so long since I felt it, I was reduced to
crying and sobbing like I used to when I was a child.

I know from experience now what hate feels like and it consumes you.
I do not wish this feeling of hate on anyone including my worst enemy.
Unless you have felt this, it is impossible to explain. We use the word hate
so loosely, like hating a certain food or clothes, etc. That is not hate, it
is dislike and there is a world of difference between the two.

In this clip, I choose to substitute the word HATE for Satan because it is
that energy, that feeling. And….I know that only LOVE can conquer it
and you are so loved, that I wish you only to feel that energy.

Love and Light

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

Wow, this is powerful!!
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SNAFU AT FAMILY CELEBRATION

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I was not invited to join in sitting with my granddaughter’s
partner, my great grandson nor my daughter in the seating
for the commencement of my granddaughter’s graduation
from college.
 
With 602 graduates and all their family and friends, I knew
I would not be able to locate them so I just found a place
right behind the graduates’ seating so I could see her when
she received her diploma and was walking back to her seat.
 
One good thing about being alone is that you can always find
a seat up front because there is always one space that has not
been filled because most are looking for two or more spaces. 
 
The celebration was not for another four hours.  I spent that
time shopping as they needed to rest after all the activities
that were held all weekend for the graduates.
 
I was a little uncomfortable at the beginning not knowing
what to expect but everyone was friendly
and my youngest son was there and that helped. My
daughter was helping inside the house and as they had
two cats, I was unable to enter to greet the others.
 
A circle of chairs had been set up around the fire pit
so I headed there.  I spoke to people around there and
mingled in other gatherings around the yard.  I did not know
what to expect from my daughter or how I would react.
 
I had nothing to worry about because not once in the
three hours I was there would she meet my gaze.  I only
wanted to smile at her so she would know there was no
animosity but she did not give me the opportunity.
 
She had set up the boundaries of not wanting any
communication with me so I did not feel right
in crossing those lines and perhaps creating a scene
at my granddaughter’s college graduation party.
 
I am proud of my granddaughter for having the
courage to go against her mother’s wishes of not
having me there.  My hope is that the other
people there were not aware of the drama or
should I say non-drama that was unfolding.
 
I came home feeling quite empty and alone. 
The next day, I stayed in bed most of the day.
I did not want to face life nor did I have the
necessary energy to force myself to get up and do
something about it.
 
I received a call from a friend asking if she could
come over and I said sure.  I had a sense that perhaps
she could use some healing or encouragement.  She has
had some traumatic health issues and is caring for her
parents who are in their late 80’s.
 
To my surprise, and I mean surprise, she came bearing
a gift for me.  She was not here to receive but to give,
of her love and time and prayers.
 
I was flabberghasted, pleased and reduced to tears that
I was trying to hold back.  She had made a Prayer Shawl
for me and it was lavendar.  I put it around me and felt
all the prayers and love of the many people who pray
as they knit these prayer shawls.
 
How could I feel sorry for myself with such evidence that
I was loved and cared for.  I usually am the one who prays
for others and am asked to intercede for many people
going through their challenges.
 
I  had not even thought to ask for prayers for myself but she,
Katie Plouffe, had read my previous newsletters and knew
I was having a hard time emotionally. She decided to knit
me a prayer shawl for which I  am eternally grateful.
 
I have an altar, a meditation chair and a prayer space
which is so perfect for this symbol of Love.  I have been
using it every day and sometimes more whenever I start
to think about my perceived loss. 
 
We are all ONE so noone can be lost or separate.  For a while,
some of us walk a different path but they are not lost and we
are still together in Spirit even if they are not aware of it.
 
I know in my heart that someday I will be reunited with my
beloved daughter.  If not in the physical, then in the hereafter.
WE  are all one ocean which is comprised of many drops and
all drops eventually are reunited as one ocean which is God. 
 
Love and Light,
 
Mary Grace
http://www.TheWoundedChalice.com/blog
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