Purple Robes

Purple Robes
In my mind he wore a purple robe, I could see it , it was velvet, majestic and regal exactly as the monarch would wear.We spoke of other dimensions, Aliens and the Greek dynasties of old like it was yesterday.It was strange yet totally still and real .I am referring to my meeting with the master of voice Stewart Pearce. We had tea, the most beautiful peach (i think it was, sencha tea) sencha for sens u al.He told me how his spirit guide was Saint Germain and that the angels had given him 'The Alchemy of voice ' and how was doing an Atlantean retreat, and how his father worked for the royal family who he spent time with growing up. He later became Master of Voice at the Globe Theatre and he spoke of how the Mother Mary was still alive in the Oratory and that Jesus was with us in the architecture of the Victoria and Albert Museum. And the geomancy and symmetry and flow of the energy and whoever designed the place was definitely 'In the know'He pointed out the energetic differences as we walked further into the building, surrounded by stunning architectural beauty and beauty in so many other forms that I cannot count.He was a strange mix of vulnerability and authority and absolutely beautiful and i told him so.Ever humble and without any ego he gracefully told me it was what was coming through him that was so magnetic . But it was also him.I could have spent days in his company, easily, here was a man i have admired and looked up to for years. For his work and for his magnetism and just his sheer spellbinding beauty. I recalled that when i had first met him some years before , attending a lecture at the inner potential centre in Fulham , after the talk , i wanted to follow him out of the building all the way home just to breathe in the energy coming from the man. I know it sounds like a crazy besotted stalker and in that moment in time that is exactly what I felt like. I went home all those years ago and he had left an imprint. And I had bought the book alchemy of voice. And here i was meeting him having tea to discuss interviewing him for the TV show Pilot I and my American friend and co-host Veronica were to film in the coming months. It was obvious and it was voiced that the angels had orchestrated (or 'Stage Managed' as he put it) - our meeting. He wore a violet shirt, incredibly and pristinely cut what looked like black bell bottoms- that I only noticed as we said goodbye -and a beautiful Amethyst square ring on one hand an A-U-M ring made out of diamonds on the other that his Indian Master had given to him he told me. I had a total respect for his knowledge, and he smelled like a million dollars, I asked and it was 'Hermes' he said.It had to be Greek sounding. I intimated towards the end of our meeting that he was Greek. And he told me quite matter of fact and knowingly that we had met in an Orpheus school in another life. It seemed entirely logical and true. I told him that he was like a drink in a dessert. And he was. He then asked me if I had been to the desert and then proceeded to tell me he had lived with the Bedouin for some weeks and how they 'read' the sands and listened to the wind. After being questioned on why, I felt as if he totally understood why I with Veronica, was doing this project and that he would support it wholeheartedly. I was truly honoured. I found out that day that he had been voice- coach to the late- Diana, Princess of Wales also Anita Roddick of the body Shop fame as well as Margaret Thatcher of all people. He was commanding yet insecure in the sweetest of ways. I felt as if I had made a friend. At leat I hoped so. A very special person indeed.I had such a busy day. In the morning , it was duties for my grandfather, which always drained me, and it was intense , constant and demanding, Dealing with tenants and a constant stream of telephone calls. Then a meeting with Kirk at the Half Moon to start A music Network for Putney which I have titled - Powerlight Putney Music And Arts Platform in connection with Angelsoundstudio and Songseed - Monthly networking at Sally's Cafe at St.Mary's Church - Putney Bridge and performance opportunities at the Half Moon Pub and Music Venue. (A really long but descriptive name) I secured 3 dates for August , September And October to get the project off the ground, as well as later teaching singing and then rushing back for a meeting at the library about applying for an arts grant for the music networking project. Where my beloved was waiting for me. Followed by coffee and some great forward planning that seems to solidify our future in music .So much going on. Lorna said this morning , quite strangely, by text- out of the blue- from no-where- that it was to be a momentous day. And It was.Last night I had 2 and a half hours sleep and now again it's approaching 3.20 amExhausted but extremely thankful and somewhat Joyous.I bid you goodnight. And good day from a jubilant Alexis.Every day we are indeed - made new.
I love you. x