Speaking of Weddings: Future Nuptials for Merlin & Me.

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As this November marks the 30th anniversary of Merlin’s passing, rare indeed it is that I should dream of him.  Recently, I remarked to a friend that in all honesty if I were to encounter Merlin a dream at this stage, I would likely be more surprised to see him than not.  Of course, Merlin reincarnated in December 2006 and is female and was born in Holland and will likely have a life that will likely be exclusively focussed in academia.  Alas, with all these glamorous royal weddings of late, Lucian Mann-Chomedy reminded me of that gloriously lucid dream had of Merlin almost a year on from his passing; it was a dream wherein we were man and wife being married – a truly glorious drink for the soul it proved.  

Here then a dream of him and me in a possible future incarnation as lovers yet again.  As ever love endures.  Whilst the Moon transited Gemini and my first house, on Sunday, November 4, 1990, I would have a most revelatory dream.  It would prove a glimpse into the future and probable relations, between Merlin and me, when incarnate together again. 

The dream concerned getting married and as man and wife.  It was the sixth dream that day. 

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Soon enough, I entered this building and there was a wedding in progress.  There was a very dark-skinned Black man.  He was timid and bore an uncanny resemblance, both energetically and facially, to Merlin.  He seemed very much so African.

Then a woman came up and she was much like Dustin Kynes’s wife, Allegra Kynes – a slightly light-complected, big-boned woman.  A take-charge person, she was very much so the leader.  Clearly, she was the one in that relationship who called the shots.

They were getting married.  She wore a gown that was, quite simply, out of this world.  She was an utterly vain woman.  I was quite reminded of myself by her.  I got a strong sense that this was a look into the future, in which Merlin and I were being married, during a life up ahead.

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It proved an unusual ceremony.  For one, she was not dressed in white.  She wore a gown that was very expensive.  It was green and opened from the neck down; there, it was tied with a big black button.

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It opened outwards and was very regal, very priestly, in feel.  It was covered from the shoulders on down, to mid-torso, by a very richly dark exquisite sable.

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HRH Princess Michael of Kent at Royal Wedding of TRH Duke & Duchess of Cambridge 29.4.2011.

She had on a large-brimmed hat that was round-shaped.  It was actually like the hat that the new empress of Japan recently wore, at a state ceremony, following the death of Emperor Hirohito.

The ceremony was very Oriental, in fact, but they were definitely Black people.  She had lots of curls that hung from beneath her beautiful hat.  Her hair was very long and gathered up under the hat.

She came up to join him wearing green high heel shoes that matched the green lower part of the regal cape that she wore.  She wore a maxi but it was split in the front, midway up the legs, to just below the knees.

She came regally up the church aisle, going up to meet the man – her groom.  She was alone as she progressed, the length of the aisle, towards the altar.

She joined him and stood up and turned around, doing a little pivot, so that her left shoulder was leading her around.  This movement brought her to face her audience.

When she did, she should though have moved out of the way.  By not having stepped to the side, she had ended up covering the groom.

However, he did not even know where to go.  Totally unaware of this gaffe, she simply smiled at the audience.  She was totally lost in her own world that was saturated with pride and vanity.

As if next to her, I heard her from where I was in the rear of the large church.  She impatiently directed him, through clenched teeth, saying,

“Come on, get beside me.”

However, whilst in back of her, he did not know whether to go to her right or her left.  She snapped at him, still smiling, as he was going to go to the right,

“Come on!”

This was the traditional side for the male but she impatiently snapped,

“Get over here on my left.  I want you on my left.”

I thought to myself,

‘My goodness, wouldn’t they have had rehearsals for this before?’

However, I realised that this woman was so utterly vain that she was being blinded by her vanity.

The dress was simply out of this world.  It was truly an haute couture original, à la Christian Lacroix, with just a hint of ostentation suggesting perhaps John Galliano’s creative genius.

It was covered with peacock feathers that were turned down, with the crowns down and not up.  They were, of course, shaped as though tiny fans.

I thought that direction to the fans an interesting one.  There were, too, precious stones throughout the gown between each plume.  These precious stones brilliantly glistened and added to the gowns dramatic effect.

It was utterly beautiful and utterly expensive.  This was a dress of light-green – olive – satin with matching shoes that you just knew some poor cobbler had to slave over to complete her outfit.  It was utterly expensive.  Utterly beautiful she was.

The cathedral was tightly packed.  Everybody was utterly enthralled by the sight of this beautiful woman.  She was very self-possessed and utterly vain.

She was the kind of handsome beauty that always married wildly successful men.  Her groom was so handsomely dark, strong-featured with a beautiful moustache and a little goatee.

He had a prominent aquiline nose.  Most of all, he had such wonderful, beautiful soulful eyes.

It was so very much so Merlin – the mouth, nose and eyes.  It was the same soul, using the amalgam of all the lives lived to date, to create this particular look.

He was Black with a very Nubian-to-East African look that somehow could maintain the overall physical attributes and integrity of the primary central features of the face, which was Merlin’s, in his last and just-completed life.  That gloriously magical lifetime of Merlin’s, here in fin de siècle twentieth century Toronto, when he and I were together and lovers did shine through.

It was very, very beautiful to have been a witness at this ceremony.

He was so much like Merlin yet so very timid.  Rather than timid, the operative word should be gracious – responsive to her (future my) authoritative self.  Very much the gentleman, gentle-souled and highly evolved was he.

Definitely, this future incarnation of Merlin’s found him being feminine-principled to my strong, take-charge, animus-charged persona though female.   Reincarnate male Merlin was yin to my future reincarnate female yang.  Together, again, we formed a solid and complementary partnership.

Whilst hovering over everyone in the cathedral, I viewed the splendid nuptials and was actually rather taken by the man.  I was, of course, not seen by anyone.

It was a high moment, at the level of soul, for both persons being married.

She did, of course, carry a bouquet in her hand and a very beautiful little bouquet it was.  It was very good to see them both.

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As ever dream as if it is the very last dream your soul will have dreamt for this incarnation…  So go on, take a deep breath, plié, push down whilst mischievously grinning and start having the most fuck-all glorious flying dream ever.  Coz you are more beautiful of spirit than you’ve ever imagined on your better days…  I love you more and please continuing supporting my creative tour-de-force, uplifting dream memoirs!  

 

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An Incredible Baby Boy!

HRH Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex announces the birth of his son.  

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Lips trembled and I came undone whilst watching this beautiful spirit revealing his sheer delight at becoming a father.  As a last-born, I always more readily identified with this man rather than his brother.  

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Archie Harrison Mountbatten-Windsor being introduced to his great-grandmother HM Queen Elizabeth II whilst his grandmother, Doria Ragland, his great-grandfather HRH Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh by his enraptured parents, TRH Duke & Duchess of Sussex.  

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Doria Ragland, grandmother of Archie Harrison Mountbatten-Windsor, Earl of Dumbarton.  This woman has the most exquisitely beautiful papaya-seed succulent, ensouled eyes.  

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Meghan Markle en route to be wedded and pronounced, Meghan, HRH Duchess of Sussex.  

There is a reason why there was so much beauty and love overflowing at the marriage of TRH Duke & Duchess of Sussex, for less than a year later they would give birth to a most remarkable older soul.  Before getting to that, I still think that the best dressed woman at their nuptials was the dowager Duchess of Westminster who looked for all the world as though she were merely traipsing about her lair in her favourite muumuu.  There was something so disarmingly unpretentious yet elegant about the look and air she projected.  

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At once delicate and vulnerable; it is so immensely satisfying to see this young man flower into the true essence of his being.  

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As Meghan possessed of a true sense of theatre, she who was formerly Margaret Beaufort, entered and strode the knave of St. George’s Chapel alone… a Queen returned, she joined her lover and invited us in to share in a love that was tangible, real and undeniable.  

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Less than a year later, the love blossomed into the most beautiful, magical flower.  

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There he is, Archie Harrison Mountbatten-Windsor, of all the senior royals he would prove the oldest soul.  This young man will prove a most uplifting member of the British Royal family.  

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Michael: This young fragment is a seventh-level mature priest – second life thereat.  Archie is in the perseveration mode with a goal of stagnation.  A, realist Archie does not yet have a centre. 

Archie’s, as can be expected, does not have chief features. 

Archie’s body type is Venus/Mercury/Mars. 

The fragment Archie is second-cast in the second cadence.  Archie is a member of greater cadence four.  Archie’s entity is five, cadre six, greater cadre 7 pod 418. 

Archie’s essence twin is a priest and the slave task companion is likely to be known at a later date. 

Archie’s three primary needs are: exchange, acceptance and communion. 

There are 6 past-life associations with Arvin and 7 with Merlin.  ­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­

This fragment does have a facilitating agreement with the father, HRH Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex to be his son; he also has one with the artisan, his mother Meghan, HRH Duchess of Sussex and it is that of parent/child.  All three, along with HM, The Queen are of course cadre mates. 

We would say that this inspirational fragment is likely to have some notoriety as would be expected and can serve to inspire others to cross perceived boundaries. 

The higher ideal has to do with unification. 

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HRH Prince Charles, Prince of Wales his paternal grandfather has to date been the oldest-souled senior royal.  Like HRH Prince Charles, Archie is a seventh-level mature soul; however, whereas Charles a warrior soul is an ordinal fragment, his grandson, Archie is an exalted fragment for being a priest.  Priests are the feel-good great souls.  I rather suspect that this man will go on to have the same inspirational effect as have Barack H. Obama, Nelson Mandela and Martin Luther King Jr. all of whom are priest souls.  

Of course, President Obama is a young-souled priest, whereas both Martin Luther King Jr. and Nelson Mandela were both sixth mature priest souls.  Archie is an older soul than the latter two mature-souled priests and like both, his role will prove rather uplifting and inspirational to blacks globally.  Indeed, there is no happenstance that as TRH Duke & Duchess of Sussex departed St. George’s Chapel in the Ascot landau, after their nuptials, the Kingdom Choir sang, This Little Light of Mine.  

All priests have one thing in common; they have the most radiant, magnetic eyes.  You never forget their eyes; indeed, their inner beauty of spirit is more readily reflected in their eyes than with any other role – at least, that has been my experience of priest souls.  Priests constitute roughly eight percent of all souls in the cosmos.  They are greatly motivated by a sense of justice and are in the world to both inspire and promote harmony.  With his father’s double sixness, Archie, born a six day, is well equipped to inspire and empathise with the needs of many.  He is, like his father, greatly gifted with the ability to inspire others.  Archie also happens to be a cadre mate of both his parents TRH Duke & Duchess of Sussex, plus his paternal great-grandmother, HM The Queen.  

One thing is guaranteed, as the only priest soul who is a senior royal*, Archie is going to be a standout like no other.  This is a family of slaves, scholars, warriors and artisans.  I think that his parents’ open and abiding love speaks to them serving as parents to this rare soul being born into the BRF.  In a way, he is the perfect maturation of the qualities that his paternal grandmother embodied; Diana, Princess of Wales with her inordinate empathy and compassion gave birth to a deeply empathetic warrior, HRH Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex, who in turn has fathered the very embodiment of all the higher ideals that both mother (Diana) and son (Harry) have represented.  

*As I have not had channelled the Michael Overleaves of the three children of TRH Duke & Duchess – HRH Prince George of Cambridge, HRH Princess Charlotte of Cambridge and HRH Prince Louis of Cambridge, I do not know if any of them are older souled than HRH Prince Charles or Archie.  I also do not know if any of them is an exalted role – King, Priest or Sage, though, none of them strike me as any of those three roles.  

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On another note, what more proof does one need that Diana, Princess of Wales had greatly succeeded in being a parent.  

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Third royal wedding in twelve months, featured the handsome Lady Gabriella Windsor – look at that neck! As always, one looks for the notable sartorial moments.  

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Carole Middleton wearing the best hat and outfit that easily surpassed the Catherine Walker ensemble which she wore to her daughter, Catherine, HRH Duchess of Cambridge’s wedding and her outfit at the royal wedding of TRH Duke & Duchess of Sussex last year.  

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Look, as we West Indians always say, ‘there is always a but’ her blackamoor brooch notwithstanding, I am always a sucker for a woman with a prominent forehead and HRH Princess Michael of Kent has always been a favourite of mine.  

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I definitely did not like her lilac outfit at the wedding; the mother of the bride looked infinitely more elegant in what she wore later to the reception.  

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HRH Princess Anne, The Princess Royal, Lady Frederick Windsor and HRH Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex.  

Hands down, Lady Frederick Windsor was the best-dressed lady at the recent royal wedding – that hat, those feathers that soothing blue… perfection.  

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HRH Princess Marina, HRH Prince George TRH Duke & Duchess of Kent.  

Without doubt, the most handsome Windsor male of the past century.  Of course, that tiara was worn this past weekend at the royal wedding of the Mr. & Mrs. Kingston. 

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HM The Queen at Lady Gabriella Winndsor’s wedding.  

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HRH Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh at Lady Gabriella Windsor’s wedding.  

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James Middleton attending the recent royal wedding at St. George’s Chapel, Windsor Castle, Berkshire.  

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There is no stronger validation for the fact that all gap-toothed Caucasians having been black in their immediate past life than this photograph of James Middleton.  James is a spitting image of a black Haitian former coworker in Montréal.  Same vibe, same eyes and the exact same teeth.   Jean-Yves was a pretty laid back man who loved fishing and riding donkeys in his native Haiti.  One gets the same vibe of James; his is a look that I have seen many times throughout the West Indian community – laid back men with the same gap-toothed smile.  Moreover, his smile is exactly like that of a voluptuous woman who lived in Sandy Point, St. Kitts when I was a child; who knows, perhaps, James is her reborn.  

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Here’s to love!  Here’s to this beautiful dream called life.  Here’s to HM The Queen.  God Save the Queen!  

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Most of all, thank you for your ongoing support, happy to have you vicariously along for this most lucid of flying dreams.  Be well as ever, and don’t forget to push off and start flying for magic is the stuff of the sweetest dreams.  I love you more.  

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