Rise of the Lineage Holder Free From Ancient Scarring Of Shackles And Chains, A True Empress Rises September 13, 2020 | Joe Telestar, Reporter
A GRAND ENTRANCE The Empire beams with excitement! As I make the 3-mile drive of unpaved roadway onto Blessed Love Ranch, it is a picturesque sight. Scattered across the vast open land space are giant Royal Poinciana and Jacaranda trees bursting in blooms of reds, yellows and lavender. As I cruise in slowly, soaking up the incredible beauty, off in the distance I hear the melodic, trickling sound of an invisible river, meandering the rolling hills. A gentle reminder of the richness of this land. Well-placed Jasmine and Gardenia shrubs line the path on both sides of the road, their sweet smells invite me to stay a while. Someone sure has a green thumb, I thought at the spectacle of strategically-laid out flower gardens. The manicured lawn showcased fountains on both sides, while chiseled-stone lion statues greet me with pride at this grand entrance. Those must surely weigh a ton, my mind quietly conversed. True to tradition, on each side of the gate are two large flaming fire bowls wherein one can drop a wish before entering. The long-standing belief is that once the desire is formulated, the fire goes to work, forging bonds among resources, including people, to make that desire manifest.
The valet takes my keys, and I take a deep breath, pretending not to feel the nervous excitement at the pit of my stomach.
It's the Empress' New Year (birthday) and annual Coronation. It's a stately affair, and true to the Empress' character, everyone has been invited. The main event opens here in the Grand Ballroom at the castle on Blessed Love Ranch.
There are special appearances by celebrity friends of the Empress - Mr. and Mrs. Obama, Kings and Queens of other nations, Ms. Winfrey, esteemed national and international actors. I gasped in excitement to see her long-time friend Ilene, also known as the Heart Healer, who has propelled to international status as multi-media show host and best-selling author of numerous books, all based on spirituality and heart connection. There are special appearances of local business owners, workers, friends, and neighbors. In Her Empire, everyone is special.
Distracted conversations are the means by which time passes; but it's only a matter of minutes until I take my leave and begin my exclusive interview with The Empress.
Then suddenly, the telephone rings and jolts me back to current reality. But even the shrieking voice of my Editor from the other end of the line couldn't wipe away the lingering smile on my face, evidence of the enjoyment I had last evening. "Get me that press release Joe, do it now" his command more of a cross between frustration and plea. Back to reality now, I thought, as I powered up my old, reliable Sony laptop. This exclusive interview hits the presses at midnight, a mere 5 hours from now. Then, in a fleeting thought of disbelief, how in the world did I get so lucky!
YESTERDAY'S INTERVIEW Stunning! was the only word wrapped in emotion as it captivated my mind. She moved with grace and elegance and being in her presence encouraged a bow in honor of her accomplishments. One might have expected the usual jewel-filled headgear worn by others of this caliber, but even that would have paled in comparison to the soft, seaweed green Turban that tenderly crowned her face and curved flowingly atop her head. Birthing from the center of the fabric was a single triangle of green diamonds, which playfully sparkled starlights from the astonishing crystal chandelier.
The Empress was a magnificent stature adorned in a custom-made exquisite emerald-green dress. Of all the top named designers to choose from, the prestige following the making of "The Dress" was rightfully merited to her very own childhood friend, simply called Jeannie, and who until now was only known for school uniforms for local children in Jamaica.
I caught myself staring in bewilderment and reminded myself to focus; I was there on duty, as if I could really call it that. This was the new year celebration and grand Coronation of Empress Judith Smith, and I had been magically struck with the privilege of being the exclusive reporter.
Her husband, The Emperor, spoke first, "come on in Joe, sit with us." Like a kid on a field trip, in my haste to get across that gigantic room, I tripped over my own foot, my fall gratefully broken by the soft arm of the sofa-chair in which I was to sit. "Are you okay Joe?" he asked. "Yes, thank you," I replied, my cheeks flushed, "I was just breaking the ice!" Laughter erupted and for the first time, I realized there were others in attendance. The Empress' assistant, Sharree, and two gentlemen introduced only as Greg and Stephen.
REGAINING COMPOSURE I cleared my throat, regaining composure. "Well then," I asked, "shall we get started?"
"By all means," The Empress gestured for me to sit. "Make yourself comfortable. Might 20 minutes be sufficient, as I do believe our guests are hungry!" The Coronation ceremony had taken place earlier and everyone mingled as they awaited dinner and the after party. I noticed a journal and pen were provided for me to write, so at that point, I simply pulled my small recorder from my left jacket pocket. She nodded in consent.
It was a tremendous effort to not ask questions. She spoke so eloquently. In her own words meant that her story would be unadulterated. And though this was a new approach to the way I work, I had to admit that the fluidity with which she spoke silenced everything else. Sometimes silence is golden, my mind acquiesced, as I eased into the chair's comfort.
THE LINEAGE HOLDERS She began. "When I was a little girl, I often look up high into the sky, wishing I could touch the clouds. Then one day I traveled on an airplane; I was at that moment, above the clouds. I later heard of galaxies and perhaps even multiverses. There is a limitless supply of where we can go, what we can have, who we can become. Had I known that then, I probably would have had all this," she gestures with wide open arms, indicating her vast Empire, "a lot sooner." She brought her arms together and placed them over her heart, an easy interpretation of humility and gratitude. My own heart gave way, sold out by the tiny smile that crept across my face. The others in the room were equally riveted.
"But who I am today, travels back many generations. To a time and from a lineage when great Emperors and Empresses, Kings and Queens, rulers of nations, lived in harmony on this Earth. When Human Beings lived as one people, one species, in Love. Times were joyful for all. Not just some had it plentiful while others suffered for wants; All had it in abundance. This is held in the record books of the ages. Each and every one of us was born of greatness into greatness." There was a glint in her eyes and I wondered if it was from emotions or again the playful starlight sparkles, this time from both the diamonds and the crystal chandelier.
Though large, the room was quite cozy, sparsely furnished with comfortable chairs and writing tables. Nested in the corner on a small side table, a vase filled with wildflowers added even more life and vibrancy to this room. There was a floor to ceiling bookshelf on either side -- one for newer, more modern reading, while the other encased older manuscripts, even some collectors pieces. There was a larger desk with a computer and other tech equipment, clearly indicating an office-type space. To the far end, opposite the giant wooden doors that earlier opened to invite me in, was a cozy lounge area with large glass windows and French doors leading to an outdoor garden. It had gotten a bit darker outside, and the artistic show of LED lights that flooded the garden was spectacular.
I took a deep breath, realizing that as I listened to her tell her story, I had drifted off in my own imagination of who I might have been.
"Then things changed," she was saying. "Perhaps we'll never truly know what. But I'm pretty sure we'll come close summing it up as disharmony. We as a people started fighting among ourselves, wanting what each other had. When what was close at hand didn't seem enough, we started across many miles, conquering nations. Who could afford to, ran. Those who couldn't, felt the brutal punishments of wars, starvation, separation, displacement and enslavement. Perhaps there's more, but you understand." I wasn't sure if she was really asking, but being enwrapped in the picture she painted, tied with the little history I know, I answered truthfully, "Yes, I do."
"Joe, my ancestors decided to not run. They fought great battles to protect what was rightfully theirs; and not just their personal belongings, but that of their Empires. When their enemies seemingly outnumbered them, my ancestors turned to their surroundings and used of Nature's resources. But Joe, my ancestors were no match for 'sophisticated' chemical warfare. They were captured, yet I dare say, never broken; their spirits reigned." Speaking with increased dignity, her words became a little raspy as she laid claim to her rich history. "Divide to conquer was the enemies next move. It is a great guess on everybody's part that over 12 million were taken; and that only 10 made it to various destinations as decided by their captors. As for my direct line, their destined point of entry into foreign lands - the Island of Jamaica, West Indies."
"If there was a heaven, then it had to have included this place. My ancestors regrouped. Mattered not whose land they landed on, they remembered that they were not broken. Again they fought well, this time in even less numbers, yet conquered great armies. They had had enough! My direct line headed revolutions for equal rights and justice for all. Even long after they were deemed free…as if…" these two words spat out with disdain, "there were continued troublesome times ahead."
"Wounds are still healing, but we've come a long way. I remain true to my ancestors blood that runs through my veins. Because here I am Joe. Unbroken, therefore whole! It's their legacy and I gladly carry that torch. Rightfully, I treat everyone through the eyes of my own inner justice - and that is always, and only, with Love."
A TRUE EMPRESS RISES "This is our Empire - Blessed Love Ranch. This you saw as you drove in. Atop more than 50 acres of fertile land sits rivers, a mountainous backdrop, all variety of our favorite fruit and food trees, including coconut, breadfruit, mangoes, pomegranate, cherries, soursop, sweetsop, guava, tangerines and other citrus, berries. Herbal gardens for cooking and healing remedies - ganja, rosemary, thyme, basil, mints, bizzi, cerasee, senna, nettle are just a few. Spice trees - including pimento [all spice], nutmeg, cinnamon. We have cashew, peanut and almonds. Native yams and cassava are also abundant. There's so much more, but why bore you with the small details," she smiled beautifully.
"Here in the castle, The East Wing houses 9 master bedroom suites, each exquisitely themed in honor of our regal ancestry. Many of the furniture pieces throughout were custom made from lumber taken directly from the land when clearing for the build. Solar and wind turbines lend continuous power from Nature herself. There are also several fresh water springs across the property."
"The kitchen is one of my favorite places in the home. In light of my love for eating," though looking at her you couldn't tell, "it was designed as an indoor/outdoor dining experience, where large, 'invisible doors' they're called, seem to disappear when they open up into an adventurous outdoor barbecue area surrounded by an Olympic-sized pool-scape. It's definitely one of the best places to be on Earth! Of course, the indoor portion of the kitchen was built suitable for our grander occasions. As was the West Wing where we all are dining and partying for the rest of the night!"
"To the North are the spacious family living areas. They boast a more open and airy design. This in light of my rambunctious grandchildren and their friends. Including their grandfather here, he's more of a child at heart than he lets on." From out of the shadows, The Emperor came in on cue, "you play video games Joe? Come on over next Friday, it's our game night!" Feeling at ease and a bit more enthusiastic than I would have thought, I quickly responded "you're on…" He cuts in again, "call me Winchester, Joe". I volleyed, "You're on Winchester, I absolutely love video games. And I play to win!" He then added, "Greg and Stephen will also be here, they're adept gamers, and they're even bigger kids at heart!" We all laughed.
Sharree, a little more on the serious side, anticipated the game-night invitation and, in her well-spoken British tongue, quickly opted out.
"There are also 9 one- and two-bedroom bungalows on the compound, each designed with the theme of conscious wealth. These our guest attendees to our conscious wealth creation seminars - Breaking the Broke - enjoy in quiet contemplation. They usually join us here in the main castle for meals."
"And what of House of Alyssa," I asked being aware of the time that was quickly threatening the end of this interview. "Yes, thank you for asking Joe! House of Alyssa is one of our private family foundations, fittingly named in honor of my niece Alyssa who was adopted right after birth. Twenty children find haven there among loving and affectionate staff members. A child is never rushed from the home and any family petitioning for adoption is heavily vetted. Our children are our future, and we're careful of the legacies we pass on to them."
"Each of our private family foundations represents one of our chief aims, as clearly documented in our Family Creed - Hungry Fed, Sick Nourished, Age Protected, and Infants Cared For. Here, 'sick' represents a state of mind in levels of conscious awareness. Together these give rise to our Definite Major Purpose in life."
"We invest in and also teach others how to acquire vast amounts of real estate. They too find their bliss in giving back to communities and charities."
"Both my Emperor and I speak at hundreds of seminars, inspiring others to find their power through tapping the magic of the subconscious mind to consciously create their wealth, however that's defined for each."
"Each year we donate to 9 other charities around the world. And we always keep our promises."
"Our manifestations are inspired by our Personal Pivotal Needs -- Liberty and Legacy. These we chiseled to perfection through The Master Key Experience Master Mind Alliance, a six-month course in which I was granted a scholarship through their ingenious 'Pay It Forward' structure. One cannot buy into the course and it's offered only once a year. It was MKEMMA that helped us master the art of manifesting this Empire. I have spoken to the founders, my good friends Mark and the Fabulous Davene, and they're expecting your call during the coming week. Sharree has already prepared an informational packet for you. I'm positive your expertise will help get this incredible opportunity across to many more people."
"Tell me Joe, what did you think of the landscape as you drove in?" she asked. The whisper of my answer was made audible only by the passion in my breath, "magnificent!" "We believe so too," she continued. "And this has never been spoken to anyone outside," my ears perked in journalistic curiosity, awaiting a reveal. "However, I was given permission to do so by those involved. My Emperor and I were blessed to be in the right place at the right time when we met our landscaping team. One day in our travels we met three strangers; and there was something 'different and transparent' in the way they interacted with each other. We summed it up as love. The oldest gentleman's eyes met mine and from there a friendship developed! We found out they had some pretty spectacular dreams, one of which was to continue on their passion for landscaping. Mr. Smith and I gifted them a startup grant and we were their first clients. Since then, they have turned it into a promising multi-million dollar business. Though it was truly a gift, they wanted to repay us the money. We insisted they 'pay it forward' by helping at least one person in need. To date, they've help 3 others start up their dreams. Joe we thought it would be so wonderful for you to also tell their story. That would be the real 'exclusive', don't you think?" Her tone was so matter-of-fact and I nodded and smiled in agreement.
"Oh, Joe, did you notice the horses when you were coming in? They're such magnificent souls! When we found out that some States were seeking "foster farms" for their over-population of horses, we had to act. We bring them in and just let them run free. No life should be caged up!" There was a subtle hint of disdain again, which she noticeably set free with a soft breath.
"I dare not end this interview without giving rightful dues to our most amazing staff, whose love also brings life into this Empire. Everyone who works with us are compensated in amounts that far exceed 'living' wages. Anyway, isn't that dependent on how one wants to live? And Joe, we want them to also live well. When they're not off on their own, they, from time-to-time, choose to take their families on vacations with us! Not for our needs, but for theirs. We're all like one big happy family; just loving and respecting each other!"
"At Blessed Love Ranch, and throughout our Empire, Love gathers! We hold the line and the light to pass on, as our ancestors did for us. And we choose to do it with the awareness of the privilege of getting to 'pay it forward' as we move through our daily life. I once heard someone say, 'what we do on Earth is up to us'. Isn't that just the plain truth! My sole, S-O-L-E, and soul, S-O-U-L, purpose here on Earth is to Love, L-O-V-E," she smiled sheepishly as she reached for her husband's hand and looked softly into his eyes, "and this we offer where ever we go, and through this Empire, through Blessed Love Ranch."
With that, she stood, and they all stood, indicating the end of this interview. As we walked back through those same double doors I had entered just 20 minutes prior, Winchester nudged me off to an adjacent room on the right. Within, lighthearted conversations were being held by The Obamas, Ms. Winfrey, and a few other distinguished persons. Winchester quickly made introductions, though it seemed they already knew me, or knew of me. Winchester then informed me that each had carved special times on their calendars for me to interview them as well. My mouth must have opened, fumbling for the right words when Ms. Winfrey, ever the gracious talk show host, jumped in to save the day, and with fingers pointing to each guest, she exclaimed, "You get an interview! You get an interview. You get an interview!"
Everyone was laughing again, including me, despite being slightly embarrassed. It must have showed on my face, when I heard Mr. Obama say, "you light on your toes Joe?" I felt the heat in my cheeks as I wondered how he could have known about that slight trip up earlier. He gave a manly tap on my shoulder and ushered me on with that old-friend charm, "come on Joe, I already have a dance partner, but let's go eat!"
THERE'S MORE TO COME She hadn't made mention of it, but from recent buzz in the news channels, all marvel at the beautiful home The Empress and her husband built for her mom in St. Thomas Jamaica. I plan to at least catch a glimpse of it during my excursion around the Island. Her mom too had also done some pretty spectacular things in her younger days. It is their joy to spend quality time together.
Following my interview of The Empress just last evening, today I received, via special hand delivery, a gift basket and thank you note. It read, "Joe, everything that we attempt to find is right inside of us. When inside is the only place to look, can this mean that what we seek was never truly lost? I believe that with just the slightest of intent, we begin to 'find' it. Recognizing then becomes the Master Key. That day as a small child when I looked up into the sky, I felt a power I had not known, yet it was mine; I recognized its familiarity. Thank you for granting me a glimpse of your power, Joe. Keep creating in love. --Heart of Love, Empress Judith."
Your are worthy and welcome, Empress. I agree, there's more to come and I can't wait!
My day started with 1 amazing opportunity -- interviewing the Empress, and it ended with 5 equally amazing interviews lined up. My mind inquires again, how did I get so lucky?
No pictures were allowed to be taken while inside the castle. Here's an artistic showing of The Smith's Empire, Blessed Love Ranch.
images borrowed from: Pixabay and Google
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