The Apparition

During a solitary walk among high trees in her favorite garden, the Golden Be Queen has a strange surprise.

A few meters in front of her appears an opening, a tunnel of yellow shimmering light.

Before the Golden Be Queen’s eyes is a lady standing upright on a rock, as if she had just appeared out of thin air. She reminds the Queen of the elemental spirits from old Scottish and Irish fairy tales, with no visible wings. At first look she is a jolly soul.

More than the visitor, she observes that wintertime has given way to the summer rose garden and hot green life she could feel under her feet. As if the apparition had melted the snow.

The Queen gets slowly closer, with her eyes half shut in an effort to discern ahead.

—J’ai été envoyée au nom de mon peuple…

As soon as the woman spoke the nine words in French, with a strong and resonant voice, the Queen shouts her own words at this sudden unexpected presence in her most private place on Earth.

In the same foreign language, she throws:

—Madame, vous devriez vous taire et quitter tout de suite… (Milady, you should be quiet and leave right away…)

‘Am I trapped?’, thinks the Queen, slightly panicked, as she realizes none of her bodyguards are in view.

—Your Majesty, please don’t worry. Time has stopped for this moment between you and me alone. Everything is made possible and nothing is to be feared. I’m only here for Good.

I was saying: I have been sent on behalf of my people…

She is Benoîte Desruisseaux, one of the Golden Be Queen’s subjects from the New World colonies, born in and inhabiting a nation known today as Québec. This is exactly how she introduces herself to the Golden Be Queen.

The New France’s lady tells her:

—My people have great dreams. And they meet yours. I know what you would like the most but are unable to manifest: it’s your father’s real deepest and unspoken will. How would he be pleased with the state of the dominions in these days of turmoil and upheaval?

The Golden Be Queen is all eyes and ears now.

—I’m an earthly soul, but Good’s power has created for me a subtle form to come speak to you here and now through space and time. Maybe I was the one chosen because I am at the convergence of all the subjects and layers in your realm, being a halfway to everything.

From youngest to oldest, I’m in the middle. From poorest to richest, I’m here in the middle. Between matter and mind, always in the middle. My roots grow between France, England and the Americas. I’m in the middle on all levels.

For I am the fruit of an encounter between the Ancient World and the New World… to bring back and preserve the best from the Ancient into the New.

As you can see, I have the pixie nose and green eyes from the red-haired peoples of the Old lands, and the inner strength, tanned skin and dark hair from the First Peoples.

For I am here to bring you the following message:

You are a Golden Queen to be.

And here I am to hand you the attributes of the Golden Be Queen.

Please now receive the first one.