by Maria Beale Fletcher:
In April 2016, I was delighted to be asked by Elizabeth Gracen (actress, singer, author, entrepreneur)—who knew of my passion for numerology but was not yet aware of my connection to Scotland—to do a personal reading!
Elizabeth has given me permission to share a few highlights of the reading I did for her birthday, April 3rd, which I’ll share in a future post. But first, it might do to provide you all with a little background information.
My wonder at the genius of our Creator—in the collaboration of our birth numbers and names—began as a little girl observing my widowed, psychic Scottish grandmother (with a third-grade education), Peggy, engaged in laughing Gaelic conversation in the kitchen while cooking yummy homemade pies and Scotch shortbread, knitting beautiful outfits for my little sister and me, or reading her Bible and teaching me about Jesus. Peggy was born the oldest of 13 children on June 1, 1887, in Clydebank, Scotland. She was so much fun as our cook and nanny while we all traveled with “The Dancing Fletchers,” my parents, as they performed in theatres, clubs, and USO shows throughout the United States and Canada.
Her daughter, also known as Peggy (future corps de ballet member, singer, dance teacher, choreographer, artist, entrepreneur, and mother of 4), was born July 1 in Glasgow as the 7th of 9 children—the only girl. That mother and daughter were both born on the first day of two separate months is significant.
The number 1 is the most powerful of all the numbers and is the only number by which all numbers can be divided. As the most powerful leader—the benevolent, protective one that initiates—it will creatively and courageously make certain that nothing stands in the way of achieving its dream.
Each Peggy celebrated her life as a highly intuitive visionary, creating opportunities and outcomes from never-ending ideas. Artistic communicators, they used and developed their talents to serve others, and loved the gift of life: that was "Peggy," my grandmother and my mother. When I think of them, I am reminded of Carl Jung’s quote:
“The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.”
Ever the psychologist, Grandma was the town’s psychic truth teller—from the age of twelve! As a powerful long-distance healer, metaphysician, and loving counselor to her family, friends, and clients, my grandmother could not be equaled. In 1921, my grandfather Harry, a welder, was no longer able to find work in the Glasgow shipyards. Peggy solved their financial problems creatively, fulfilling a promise made to her mother on her deathbed to keep the family together. She brought her husband and children, her many siblings, aunts, and uncles by ship from Scotland to Canada and found work for the adults upon arrival. However, before the birth of her ninth child in Canada many months later, she suffered the loss of two of her youngest children to illness aboard ship when all the passengers were forced to remain quarantined for several weeks past their arrival into port. Tragically, history had repeated itself; she had also lost two infants to illness years before in Scotland.
Most women of her time would not be capable of manifesting the transportation of an entire extended family from one continent to another! Yet, she arranged for all the passports and handled the paperwork and the packing. Peggy’s inner vision and drive to accomplish her dream for herself and her family was monumentally inspirational to all who witnessed her determination—and the power of 1. Her will was magnified by her day of birth!
Two pioneers, both known as “Peggy,” both fun to be with, both born on the first day—so very different and yet so powerful in their influence on my life.