Had a phenomenal experience, Saturday morning. I`m going to share it with you right now. Check this out;
Had a walk round to the Coat, my local, Saturday morning, to watch the Lions game. Kick off was at 12.30, so got there an hour before. Thought I`d grab a soda & lime, then bag a nice spot outside to sit in the sun, & watch the large screen. Have a nice gentlemanly afternoon in front of the box, in the garden.
However, when I walked in there were four regulars, including myself, at the bar, & oddly, about 20 very rowdy, rambunctious non-locals. As I stood aimlessly looking out the front door, I noticed one of the crowd, who had wandered off alone, looking at me smiling, somewhat shyly. Straight away I got a feeling that I knew him. So, as I was preparing to say hello, I suddenly realised that it was Prince William ! Stunned at the sudden situation I found myself in I smiled at him in acknowledgement. On the strength of that I spun round automatically to see that at the centre of all the commotion taking place at the other side of the bar, was Prince Harry ! He was surrounded by all his friends taking pictures of him, looking like some Norse God, enjoying all the attention they were heaping upon him.
The whole surreal scene just unravelled before my eyes. The girls behind the jump were simply swooning, one looked as though she had just been kissed by Elvis, circa 1959, & the regulars were not the usual non descriptives I usually see, they had become nervous, fidgety, odd, as though some unknown presence had descended upon their little spot of land from some far off planet that they have only read about in a tuppence ha`penny mag as boys.
Then within ten minutes, they had all gone. Like magic, they just vanished. The Protection guys, who were jovial, but cautious, whisked them away the moment William decided to walk out the door. Harry, who I must say, looked marvellous, colourful, fun, smiled at me too, as he left, but it was nothing compared to what his brother was trying to convey on some level, earlier. Such a bizarre scene, that probably only happens once in a persons life, & when they are looking for some sign as to where they need to be. Even as I write I am still in awe of the moment, not because I am a monarchist, or any such thing, but more from some symbolic, alchemical perspective.
To be in the same intimate spot as those two guys, with about four other `normal` people is overwhelming, to say the least. Even as I write I am struggling to understand my `royal moment `.
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