Royal Endeavors – Edinburgh

#PrincessaPetra x #HazelTheOwl Matching Prints in Edinburgh

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,

Following the saying the most sacred promises are the ones we make to ourselves, I promised myself I would invest more time and attention in carefully completing the spiritual story-telling sessions about my adventures in Scotland in order to make room for the future to unfold itself gracefully.

This enlightening blog post is dedicated to the wonderful Edinburgh, Scotland’s brighting crown jewel and a fortunate series of marvelous events which happened on my name anniversary, on Saint Peter and Paul Feast, the 29th of July – one of the best days of my life!
Thanks to a profoundly divine synchronicity and an unexpected change of plans from our travel agency, we had reached this fascinating city instead, and I couldn’t be more grateful – it was a truly fabulous day – felt like I was God’s favorite!!! 

Edinburgh is Scotland’s compact, hilly capital. It has a medieval Old Town and elegant Georgian New Town with gardens and neoclassical buildings. Looming over the city is Edinburgh Castle, home to Scotland’s crown jewels and the Stone of Destiny, used in the coronation of Scottish rulers. Arthur’s Seat is an imposing peak in Holyrood Park with sweeping views, and Calton Hill is topped with monuments and memorials.

Edinburgh is an effortlessly cohesive reflection of Scotland’s breathtaking rural landscape, flaunting cultural vibrancy, historic charm, and scenic wonder. Even its New Town is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

The Honours of Scotland and the Stone of Destiny were both used throughout history in the crowning of Scottish, English and British monarchs. They might date back hundreds of years, but they’ve been well looked after and you can still see them on display today at Edinburgh Castle.

It’s not known exactly where the Stone of Destiny came from. Theories include biblical origins or the stone being made in Scotland.
It was last used at the coronation of HM The Queen in 1953. On St Andrews Day (30 November) 1996, the Stone of Destiny was returned to Scotland amid much ceremony and celebration and put in Edinburgh Castle alongside the Honours of Scotland. About 10,000 people lined the Royal Mile in Edinburgh to watch a procession of dignitaries and troops escort the stone from the Palace of Holyroodhouse at the bottom of the mile, to the castle.

I remember how excited I was when we have reached Scone Palace, a five star iconic Scottish attraction, and after hearing the wonderful legends revolving around the Stone of Destiny, which had a replica in the grounds of the Palace in Perthshire, I found a heart shapped stone just at the beginning of our tour inside the premises. Due to the fact it is a private property, taking pictures was not allowed but the majestic greatness of the decors and art on display are worthy of every second and penny invested in its glorious tour – you should definitely pay this particular residence a visit while in Scotland. 

Now getting back to the topic of the day – let’s have a few Wiki words about its capital. Recognized as the capital of Scotland since at least the 15th century, Edinburgh is the seat of the Scottish Government, the Scottish Parliament and the supreme courts of Scotland. The city’s Palace of Holyroodhouse is the official residence of the monarch in Scotland. The city has long been a centre of education, particularly in the fields of medicine, Scots law, literature, the sciences and engineering. It is the second largest financial centre in the United Kingdom (after London) and the city’s historical and cultural attractions have made it the United Kingdom’s second most popular tourist destination, attracting over one million overseas visitors each year.

Some have called Edinburgh the Athens of the North for a variety of reasons. The earliest comparison between the two cities showed that they had a similar topography, with the Castle Rock of Edinburgh performing a similar role to the Athenian Acropolis.

Although we have practically walked our way around some of Edinburgh’s main attractions, I will focus on those I remember as having an emotional or spiritual impact on me. 
The streets were full of artists of all kinds, some in traditional costumes performing what I assume to be folk recitals on bagpipes, others disguised in all sorts of characters capturing the attention of the audience, and others simply doing what they love for a few coins, like spreading gigantic soap bubbles, having kids of all ages wandering around excited to catch them.
The atmosphere was beyond amazing – a fact which made the not that high temperatures on that particular day quite bearable.

I was actually wearing a pretentious outfit which featured a backless white shirt and exotic silk straight pants, a yellow large crystal necklace around my neck and the leopard jacket on my shoulders.
I couldn’t go another paragraph without mentioning my look matched the choice of chocolates we bought from Oban Chocolate Company on previous day to serve our travel companions on our name anniversary day (King Dad’s name is Petre). 
They were Raspberry, Rose & Prosecco flavored, rose shaped with a touch of gold and absolutely delicious, so I advise you to try the delightful products this company offers if you have the chance to visit Oban.

Let’s begin our tour with the impressive St Giles’ Cathedral, a grand, Gothic medieval building and Presbyterian place of worship where John Knox used to preach. 

St Giles’ Cathedral, also known as the High Kirk of Edinburgh, is the principal place of worship of the Church of Scotland in Edinburgh. Its distinctive crown steeple is a prominent feature of the city skyline, at about a third of the way down the Royal Mile which runs from the Castle to Holyrood Palace. The church has been one of Edinburgh’s religious focal points for approximately 900 years.

The cathedral is dedicated to Saint Giles, who is the patron saint of Edinburgh, as well as of cripples and lepers, and was a very popular saint in the Middle Ages.
Notable monuments include those to James Graham, Marquis of Montrose (1612–50), his arch-enemy Archibald Campbell, Marquis of Argyll (1607–61) and the 19th-century author Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–94).

The Thistle Chapel is the chapel of The Most Ancient and Most Noble Order of the Thistle, Scotland’s foremost Order of Chivalry. The chapel was conceived in 1909 and built in 1911 to designs by Robert Lorimer, at the south-east corner of the church. It is small, but exquisite, with carved and painted fittings of extraordinary detail. One figure depicts an angel playing bagpipes. 

The Order, which was founded by King James VII in 1687, consists of the Scottish monarch and 16 knights. The knights are the personal appointment of the monarch, and are normally Scots who have made a significant contribution to national or international affairs. Knights have included Sir Alec Douglas-Home, Lord Mackay of Clashfern and Sir Fitzroy Maclean.

Curiously, on my arrival in Romania I found out on TV that Queen Elizabeth, had spent the week after our departure in Scotland for Holyrood Week, her annual tour of Scotland and seemed in great spirits, after previously feeling under the weather according to all media sources, for the bi-annual Order of the Thistle in Edinburgh – the solemn ceremony of appointing new members to the order in recognition of “men and women who have held public office or have contributed significantly to national life.” The service was held at St Giles’ Cathedral. 
The Queen, her husband the Duke of Edinburgh (who has retired from official public duties), her daughter Princess Anne, and Prince William (known in Scotland as the Earl of Strathearn) are all Royal Knights of the Thistle as well. 

St Giles’ Cathedral was then followed by a little tour of the city. Due to the limited time we had to spend in Edinburgh, every minute counted, therefore we decided to visit the Queen’s Gallery and enjoy our way to it, especially since the streets were full of attractive shops which displayed genuine wool and cashmere of all qualities and prices, witchery accessories, from tarot cards to incense, crystals and magic balls and even wonderfully hand painted Christmas decorations (in June). 
I now own the most precious Pringle of Scotland two sided bi-colored cashmere shawl (fuchsia and orange), a present from Queen Mum and King Dad. I can’t wait to wear it proudly, the weather is rather warm for October in Romania, but I am sure its time will definitely come. 

On our way to Queen’s Gallery, I saw some ladies crowded around something I was not able to see, only to discover a few moments later it was the most beautiful owl, call Hazel, a name her owner asked me to remember. That was the highlight of my anniversary and a perfect match to my outfit – for a reasonable amount of pounds as donation to be used for her food and maintenance, I could hold, kiss and pet Hazel. Not a second did I think she would hurt me, though I must admit she was quite heavy.
For me, the owls represent ancestral wisdom, so holding Hazel on my anniversary was the most treasurable gift.
It was a joint present from the Universe and a lovely travel companion who sneaked a pound in my hand so I could take the pic. The gesture was very kind, surprising and I feel grateful for it. It was very hard not to notice my enthusiasm around Hazel and my parents actually took the time to complete an accurate photo shooting. 

As a creature of the night, the Celts and Egyptians regarded Owl as a gatekeeper to other realms, particularly the souls of the dead. In some stories this bird actually accompanies a soul so it doesn’t get lost on its journey. In Native American superstition Owl represents sacred knowledge. When you begin studying the mysteries this Spirit Animal Guide is an amazing helpmate and mentor. Overall Owl is a symbol of being able to navigate any darkness in our life. 
This spirit brings clarity, prophetic inklings, and a strong connection with the mystical world. 

Nevertheless, as I have previously mentioned in all my Scotland related blog posts, this spiritual journey sprinkled with such intense symbols and esoteric encounters influenced me profoundly, changed my perspective on living and fueled a series of long awaited changes which paved the path to completing a challenging work episode which no longer served my purpose, while opening both my eyes and my mind to preserving and consolidating my Self-Respect towards a higher aural frequency and the divine purpose of my life. Can you imagine I visited two countries pertaining to the United Kingdom on both my birthday and anniversary? 
I was warmly welcomed and treated with much reverence and respect therefore I feel they both represent me well. 

Next stop was at The Queen’s Gallery, which forms part of the Palace of Holyroodhouse complex. It is an art gallery opened in 2002 by Queen Elizabeth II, which exhibits works from the Royal Collection. Canaletto & The Art of Venice was on display, which I had obviously enjoyed. 

Considering we are very close to Halloween, which is in fact the feast of saints, martyrs and all faithful departed, I might as well mention my presence is unbearable for witches. If you aren’t aware of this particular detail, Scotland was Europe’s biggest persecutor of witches. Scotland’s King James VI believed that witchcraft was a form of Satanism and that anyone who possessed those abilities was tainted by the devil. As a result, in the 17th and 18th centuries, over 4000 alleged witches (mostly female) were put to death. 

My recent history involving witches goes back to a witch shop I visited in London, where I couldn’t help to admire tarot cards imprinted with deities and manifestations of God and to smell the lovely pink peonies in a vase while getting overwelmingly excited over The Witches’ Spell Book for Love, Happiness and Success with purple velvet cover and gold foil pages.
I was wearing a beautiful all pink outfit which involved a sequined butterfly top and pink jeans and my famous and favorite Irregular Choice Superstar shoes. I remember a lady, also visitor and potential client of the store, after observing my excitement smelling the matching peonies, sitting down with a large smile on my face – one more reason to get excited my bright mood is contagious.
Then I couldn’t help to notice the actual responsible of the store sitting at her desk looking like a dehydrated plum. She wasn’t pleased at all with my excitement and I don’t remember anyone’s  reaction to my presence beeing so gloomy and annoyed.
Like some would call the English weather, although it was particularly hot and sunny when I was there. Just as in Scotland. 

Next on my list is the Witchery at the Castle restaurant in Edinburgh, where I wished to be served dinner with my parents on my birthday. At the entrance in the restaurant, a blonde lady and a lizzard looking man were not thrilled at all to see me.
I asked if there is a table available because I am hungry. Perhaps my truthful approach disturbed them because they told me all tables are booked, although I could see the restaurant being completely empty from up above. I told the lizzard “Fine. When do you have a table free then?”. He told me at 15:30, precisely at the exact time we had to leave Edinburgh.
If this isn’t one of those divine synchronicities I keep on preaching, I don’t know what is. 

Nevertheless, I understand my shining aura is blinding those who don’t wish or choose to see the Light.
I am not offended by neither the Grinch lady’s attitude in London’s witch store, nor by Mr. Lizzard’s lack of hospitality at the Witchery at the Castle joint.
I kind of felt pity for the emo kid future Lizzard wizard who tripped over me when carrying an overload from one place to another when I left the unwelcoming restaurant. That’s what some men do around me when they don’t know how to ask for attention therefore I forgive and actually send my blessings to all of these challenged spirits. They need it the most.
And yes, it is true, I belong to other realms indeed. 

The best thing of being denied the entrance in a place which definitely does not represent me was the fact that we had one of the best fish and chips possible at Cannonball, an awarded restaurant by the castle, which buys fresh ingredients from over 70 Scottish suppliers and has the most wonderful staff.
We were not only welcomed, in spite of our tight schedule and the fact the place was rather busy, but we were nicely accommodated from a leather couch we initially accepted to a dinner table just perfect for us in less than 10 minutes. 
The service was very quick, the food absolutely delicious and the ambient was warm and friendly indeed. 
If I recall correctly, the potatoes were genuine, not the regular fries, and I remember having both a peas purée (which I love) and a mixture of beet and horseradish on a side – a delightful treat. 

That was indeed a proper feast on a holy day for our name anniversary, and not just one had in a commercial spot for the sake of legends, with less emphasis on the quality of the dishes served. 
When a door closes, a thousand more open to an enchanting experience, which appeals to one’s system of values and magically enchants all senses by the power of a divine synchronicity.

I sincerely hope my enlightening adventures encourage you to visit Scotland because it is one of the most amazing countries I have ever visited, with so many delightful experiences to offer. 
If Edinburgh did not convince you, perhaps St Andrews will. 
Keep your mind opened – see you very soon!!! 

Your Supreme Highness, 
The One, Only and Majestic,



























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