It’s a while since I wrote on this blog – Tussock’s death floored me for long enough, and much has gone on since then. I started another blog on an entirely different topic, but I think my heart stays with this one. This post isn’t dog related, but momentous times need marking in some way.
I ventured on to the BBC site (not something I do very often now, having ditched the TV in 2020 and the BBC with it) and took a while to watch the people viewing the Queen's coffin - reading their emotions and watching their body language. Some are so obviously distressed, some are full of love towards the Queen (and actually generally full of love), some are bemused, some are curious, there are kids who don't really know why they are there. There is amusement, there is disgust, there is awe. There are utterly obsequious curtseys and bows, and there are deeply respectful ones, and actually the most respectful are the nods of heads which say "I acknowledge you as a fellow human" or “The sovereignty in me recognises the sovereignty in you”. Or, quite simply “Namaste”.
All races, all faiths. Some look as though they are just doing what they think is dutiful and others are recognising the deeply historic time we now sit quietly in. There are servicemen. There are people who are so obviously ill, but have still come out to pay their respects. There are people in suits, dresses, torn jeans, t-shirts, parkas, turbans. Men of the cloth. It doesn’t really matter who they are or what they look like as there doesn’t appear to be any judgement. It is quite remarkable and I could sit and watch this story of humanity for hours. Such a coming together of many souls, many lights, each holding their own thoughts, realisations and emotions.
For some it may not be so much as a paying of respect, but more a marking of history – a recognition of a world we have all known now coming to an end. No matter any individual opinion as to what the royal family stand for, who or what they are, the Queen has steadfastly carried out her duty as figurehead – not just for the UK, but the entire world. Everyone knew who she was, and whether we accept it or not she has kept some stability around the world throughout her reign. While we may not think her death affects us all personally, I believe it will affect us all, indirectly, in the months and years to come.
In some ways it almost feels as though the Queen has held on until she knew it was time to let go. The placement of planets at this time is momentous, signalling great changes, great movements. The Mayans knew this, the Egyptians knew it, the Atlanteans, the Lemurians…..
It will begin a general and slow unravelling of all we have known bringing discomfort, pain, sorrow and growth. We will learn to appreciate one another, we will learn to love unconditionally, and we will learn the truth about who and what we really are.
This short window of time is almost like we, as a species, are in retrograde, and once the funeral is over, we will begin to move again, slowly to begin with, gathering speed and momentum. It might get messy at times, but the destination will be awesome. And all of us chose to be here to witness it, in the same way all those people have chosen to view the Queen’s coffin.
