Tapestry – Dreams are the poetic expression of the soul.

**The Family of Queen Victoria in 1887. Oil on Canvas 65 x 89 Inches Provenance: Royal Collection Trust**

I took the preceding photograph whilst being ravaged by the painting which featured in the exhibition: RUSSIA, ROYALTY & THE ROMANOVS at The Queen’s Gallery at Buckingham Palace when I visited in 2018 on the occasion of the centenary of Armistice Day.

The Christening of HRH Prince Charles, December 1948. Standing L to R: Baroness Patricia Brabourne, HRH Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, HM King George VI, David Bowes-Lyon, Lord Athlone & HRH Princess Margaret. Sat L to R: Princess Victoria, Dowager Marchioness of Milford Haven, HM Queen Elizabeth II, HRH Prince Charles, HM Queen Mary.

**HRH Princess Victoria, Marchioness of Milford Haven**

Princess Victoria, dowager Marchioness of Milford Haven was the granddaughter of HM Queen Victoria by way of Princess Alice of the United Kingdom (1843-1878) and Prince Louis IV, Grand Duke of Hesse by Rhine. Victoria was married to Prince Louis Battenberg, who later anglicised the family name on relocating to England from Germany. The Mountbattens had four children: Princess Alice, mother of HRH Prince Philip, Louise, Queen of Sweden, Prince George Mountbatten, 2nd Marquess of Milford Haven & Prince Louis Mountbatten, 1st Earl Mountbatten of Burma.

**Prince Louis Mountbatten, 1st Earl Mountbatten of Burma, Oil on Canvas.**

Son of Princess Victoria, dowager Marchioness of Milford Haven, Prince Louis Mountbatten was the father of Baroness Patricia Brabourne & Pamela Hicks – the most marvellous royal raconteuse; she was wedded to international interior designer, David Hicks whose son Ashley is an equally gifted designer. Pamela & David’s statuesque Bahamian-habituated daughter, India, is mother of four sons and a daughter – also, a designer in her own right; she was a bridesmaid at her godfather, HM King Charles III marriage to his first wife, Diana, Princess of Wales.

**Louis IV, Grand Duke of Hesse by Rhine & Princess Alice with their children. Princess Victoria stands at her father’s side**

Princess Victoria, dowager Marchioness of Milfod Haven’s mother was Princess Alice of the United Kingdom, daughter of HM Queen Victoria. Princess Alice wears the crucifix and she, of course, did have a trying life; for being a carrier, she did know tragedy, owing to her offsprings’ haemophilia.

**HRH Princess Alice of the United Kingdom**

Princess Alice was born 25.4.1843 Year of the Horse. 7.2.9 = 9. Strong numbers and the energy body of 7 would leave her ever gracious and socially unflappable. Fourth number of 9 is about disvesting oneself of all prejudicial thinking.

**HM Queen Elizabeth II 60th Birthday Portrait. Michael Leonard. Acrylic on Cotton Duck. 65 x 89 Inches Provenance: National Portrait Gallery, London**

On the occasion of HM Queen Elizabeth II’s 60th birthday, artist Michael Leonard painted the official portrait, which is part of the permanent collection of the National Portrait Gallery. HM Queen Elizabeth II 21.4.1926 Year of the Tiger. 3.7.7 = 8. Now let’s explore where it gets truly interesting.

Windsor, Elizabeth HM Queen Elizabeth II 21/4/1926<O>08/9/2022

Michael: This fragment is third-level mature slave –- second life thereat. Elizabeth was in the perseveration mode with a goal of dominance. A realist, she was in the moving part of intellectual centre.

Body type was Venus/Lunar.

Elizabeth’s primary chief feature was stubbornness and the secondary self-deprecation.

The fragment Elizabeth is fourth-cast in fifth cadence; she is a fragment of greater cadence six. Elizabeth’s entity is one, cadre six, greater cadre 7, pod 418.

Elizabeth’s essence twin is a slave and the task companion is a priest.

Elizabeth’s three primary needs were: security, adventure and exchange.

There are 6 past-life associations with Arvin and 4 with Merlin.

Past Lives of Note:

Michael: Past lives of note include the following:
1. Daughter of Queen Victoria, Princess Alice of the United Kingdom. Devoted servant of the people through medicine (nursing). Health was compromised due to exposure to many contagions.

*There are 4 other past lives of note for Queen Elizabeth II’s soul; however, I have chosen not to share them herein. END.

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As is obvious from the christening photograph from December, 1948, Princess Victoria the dowager Marchioness of Milford Haven was sat immediately beside her reincarnated mother, Princess Alice, who was recently HM Queen Elizabeth II. As for Prince Philip that meant that he married his grandmother’s reincarnated mum, his maternal great-grandmother, Princess Alice. Conversely, King Charles was born to Queen Elizabeth II, his reincarnated paternal great-great-grandmother, Princess Alice of the United KIngdom, Queen Victoria’s daughter.

Queen Victoria would serve as mum to daughter, Princess Alice who in time, long after Queen Victoria’s passing, would reincarnate as Queen Victoria’s great-great-granddaughter – via Queen Victoria’s son, HM King Edward VII and become the longest ruling Sovereign of the United Kingdom, her late glorious – HM Queen Elizabeth II. Princess Alice’s soul had Queen Victoria for both mother and great-great-grandmother. Both HM Queen Elizabeth II’s numerology and overleaves left her in great stead to complete the task of not just having a strong constitution but being able to honorably serve as no other Sovereign before her has. HM Queen Elizabeth II, when Princess Alice of the United Kingdom was mentored by HM Queen Victoria’s steady example and it served her well when she chose to reincarnate and serve the dynasty in the capacity as Sovereign.

I have chosen to post this dream of the late Queen, had November 2021. The dream dealt with her approaching passing, which did occur less than a year later. The dream was had in stark lucidity on the eve of HM King Charles III’s 73rd birthday on November 14, 2021. Late last month, November, 2023, I had a rather lucid dream encounter with HLM The Queen, it involved her engaging in needlepoint and being rather contemplative. I have experienced this previously, a famous, departed person engaging in needlepoint; it seems as though it is a form of meditation whilst they actively engage in past-live review of the just completed life. I had just such a dream encounter with Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis after her passing. I think too that these dreams hark back to past life endeavours of such persons, where the life was bucolic and the famous astral plane habituée returns to a pastime that brought that great serenity.

Needlepoint, seems, in that sense, to enhance their spiritual focus. The Queen was alone at night, in a large salon and as I approached, she looked up, smiled and returned to the business in hand. I was suprised to find that her needlepoint was of the most beauiful koi in a pond; I had been expecting it to be a work featuring corgis or at the very least horses. Perhaps, it harked back to a meditative lifetime long ago where she lived a spiritually focussed life at a temple where koi brought her great peace.

Homecoming… EIIR 1926 ]-0-[ 2022

Homecoming – Dream of HM Queen Elizabeth II’s Imminent Passing

Tivon Pennicott – Spirit Garden

Young saxophonist, composer, arranger and true creative genius.

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Bright and early Tuesday morning and it was off to Oxford Circus in search of more art.

No faking this; the hustle is fucking real.

As I poured through this joint, I recalled my advice to the London cab driver whilst crawling along Pall Mall two days earlier.

Well if Daddy Warbucks’ little girl ain’t toothless, what is one to do but vacuously laugh with every breath.

As though I had just walked in on the most malodorous dump, I was out of this dive in a New York minute.

As I came up out of the Underground, I felt as though I had just endured a room whose stench was dirty ashtrays, liquor and coffee. Once at Hyde Park Corner, I made it to Apsley House, only to discover that it was not open during the week. Took the time to breathe the crisp – though not cold like Canadian – air with Hyde Park’s trees’ transitioning foliage predominantly apricot-coloured.

Vauxhall Tower (St. George Wharf Tower.)

Arrived at Pimlico and the air was comfortably cool; so nice to have a brilliant sunny day for a change. Nonetheless, you can bet your bottom dollar that I was protected by my extra thick-lensed black shades.

After working almost exclusively at nighttime and since before that when in the theatre, I have developed a genuine sensitivity to sunlight. You cannot convince me that we are not much too close to Sol for comfort. So to Tate Britain I was returned. After the scam that was the Klimt / Schiele, I was not rolling the die on Turner Prize 2018.

I went into this exhibition with zero expectations. Like the British Museum, I love the gift shop at Tate Britain as opposed to Tate Modern’s. I was on the hunt for unique gifts to purchase; this ticketed event was a gamble.

You cannot begin to fathom the degree to which I was wowed by the breath of this artist’s genius.

Remarkably, there was no end to this genius’ vision.

There is, throughout his art, movement and fluidity with the greatest grace and attack.

This is a colossal retrospective and his talent was unmatched.

The sensuality is breathtaking.

Every painting was a newly discovered masterpiece.

The breath of his work is astounding.

What a truly marvellous discovery.

His work left everyone moving through the exhibit in a state of harmony. There was such peace and serenity in each salon and every salon had some wow moment masterpiece.

One key element of his art was that each work was hung in the spot-on perfect frame.

Masterful!

For me, Edward’s genius epitomises where dreams and genius merge and produce the most uplifting art.

Quite simply, there are no words.

Besotted.

The moment that I laid eyes on this tableau, I immediately thought of Francis Bacon.

Breathtaking…

Now, this is Art, Next-level tapestry. The fluid sensuality is overwhelming.

This is everything.

I would gladly have paid thrice as much to view this exhibition.

This was like nothing I had seen before and it far exceeded anything that I had expected. Truly beautiful. After dining on a late lunch in Pimlico, it was back to Bloomsbury for a nap before heading out into the evening.

Though I was rather looking forward to hanging out at Ronnie Scott’s, the idea of listening to Charlie Parker and John Coltrane (an entity mate) being butchered by some Israeli appropriationist was not exactly high on my must-do list.

Happy was I to be in the comfy seats at Barbican Centre Cinemas to watch a LIVE relay from Covent Garden of that evening’s performance of La Bayadère, which at week’s end I would be attending. By far, this was the most glorious of cinematic experiences. I could not believe the sight of Natalia Makarova when she appeared on screen.

She was now full-bodied as we mostly get on ageing. Last time that I had seen her was during a class we took together at NYC’s Harkness House ballet school during summer 1983. That late spring was the last time that I had also seen the ballet live; it was May 19, 1983 and my favourite dancer, the dimpled, shy and oh so sweet, Fernando Bujones was dancing the role of Solor.

As ever, thanks for your ongoing support and dream as lucidly as you want to…

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Dreams are the poetic expression of the soul.

Category: Tapestry

A Skilled Artisan Weaves Her Tapestry…

Oxford Circus. Pimlico. Barbican.