Waves Fall 2004 Newsletter

...I knew that God had placed them there as warring angels...who believed in God and loved him enough
to give their lives to his service. -- The Awakening Heart by Betty J. Eadie, p. 88

September, 2004

W.A.V.E.S. Newsletter

Fall Edition

Embraced by the Light

Prayers

From the Perch

by Judy Driver, Bird That Sings

Chicago Through My Eyes
August 10, 2004

Dearest Waves, the first annual WAVES Convention took place very near O'Hare International Airport. Planes roared over our room on the top fourteenth floor. Our window was in direct line with a busy runway. Depending on what way the wind blew, planes took off or landed, resembling a ballet in the sky. After dark I summoned Ken to our window, where I was viewing the lights of the city, what I imagined were lights on a dark, invisible building.

Ken's vigil at the window, trying to figure out the lights, made him laugh out loud. The lights were planes lined up, waiting to land. Since they were coming directly toward us, we could not see them moving. Because of Ken's patience, he discovered one light slowly descending. He called me back to the window. What appeared like a falling star became another plane lining up behind the last light. This beautiful, silent dance thrilled my heart. I wonder what other illusions I might have been witnessing? It doesn't take much to make me smile.

It so happened that, as Betty was speaking to us in the first floor ballroom, a plane grunted outside. The sound was that of weight battling against gravity while the plane was ascending up into the sky. Betty used this plane as an example while she spoke. Yes, Betty uses every tool that presents itself, in any given moment.

At this gathering, we were one with Betty and each other. This theme persisted throughout our Convention. Betty summoned those of us who were present on Thursday night to her hotel room at 10:30 pm. The spacious chamber more than held the fifteen or so WAVES. These included two of Betty's children, WAVE Tom and WAVE Donna.

Betty had us join hands and form a circle. Each of us took turns, praying aloud in whatever way we talk to God. Glenn, a/k/a 42 Wheeler, is Catholic. As he repeated the memorized prayers I had forgotten from my youth, I smiled. It was calming as some of us joined in whispering with this gentle man in prayer.

The diversity, yet oneness, filled the room with God's loving presence. I could feel the LOVE resonating from everyone. Humbled to be among those with whom I have prayed, laughed, cried and shared so much via emails, chat and posting...my heart beat as one with their hearts. We joined our energy with thoughts of healing for those requesting prayer.

Whether visiting with WAVES one on one or observing them in a group, these spiritual beings having a human experience shone like stars in the nighttime sky. Each WAVE's spirit expressed its humility and its greatness. The beauty within them kept me on a natural high of enthusiasm. I could not even "force" the smile from my face.

So many shared their hopes, their dreams, and their love for God, family, one another and all creation.

One WAVE whose heart was brought up/raised in negative thought patterns still blessed us by smiling because of the loving energy exuding from other WAVES. This precious soul possesses the heart of a child in an adult body. Though this WAVE's challenges are very noticeable, the gentleness within warmed and melted our hearts and souls.

Being a toucher, as is Betty, I gave and received many hugging embraces. None of us could get enough of each other's loving energy.

WAVES are all colors, races, and creeds. I liken us to a flower garden. Each has unique petals, leaves, colors, and scents. United, we basked in a garden created by us, for us, and within us.

Betty's unconditional Mother's love, humility, sense of humor and gentle voice sprinkled each flower in our garden with enough living water to make each flower appear more magnificent than Earthly words can explain.

Our hand-holding prayer circle, once again shaped like the sun, shone on us flowers, filling our bodies, minds and spirits with the true nature of our "Being": to Love One Another.

Notice how I use symbolism to relate my experience to you? I'm smiling.

I liken each of us to an airplane. We fly through life on Earth, carrying precious cargo. Our cargo consists of our moments from birth to this present moment. Everyone and every experience we have encountered fill our personal plane of existence. Our passengers and cargo change daily, forever changing the way we respond to life on Earth. When we fly to our final destination, we take with us our journey through life. The only cargo left on our plane is the Love we shared during this Earthly flight. No two of us ever experience the same journey, but that is the joy in merging with one another while we are here on Earth...at least, that is the way I'd write it.

All the more, you are the reason why I will never give up on mankind. There will always be those who dare to believe in integrity, compassion, kindness and one another. I am honored to be your WAVES Coordinator. God has placed us here to co-create with Him. With prayers, songs, music and visiting, we expressed our oneness with God and with one another.

The WAVES not with us in body were with us in spirit. Thank you, all, for being "The Wind Beneath my Wings".

Eternal love,

Judy, Bird that Sings

Warring Angel Volunteers on Earth, (WAVES) is acknowledged as a trademark of Betty J. Eadie