Silhouettes of Blue Glass

Our Empress collects blue glass, and she keeps it in a blue Billy Bookcase from IKEA. There are many nuances to blue glass, and each piece is treasured. There is something about a late summer afternoon in her office with the sunlight streaming through the tall windows, lighting up the various shades of cobalt in her bookcase. There is something about blue glass that causes her to remember one of her serious mentors, as a teenager, who also collected blue glass, Peggy Claude-Pierre. Claude-Pierre was Catholic, and when Emily Isaacson appeared in her office at fourteen as an emaciated teenager suffering from anorexia, she was worried and frightened for her life. To save her, Claude-Pierre took her on as a patient. She then went through an intensive 6 months of out-patient therapy, which required her to skip Grade 10. Claude-Pierre went to bat for her at her local Junior High School, and she was given standing granted for all her courses except Math, which she completed by correspondence with the help of a tutor.

Claude-Pierre went to the Catholic church and lit a blue candle with the Priest to ask God that her life be spared. Isaacson remembers this secret and monumental prayer that rescued her in a dark and difficult time. Claude-Pierre later gave her a St Christopher's medal to wear around her neck for spiritual protection. Isaacson is now in the process of converting to Catholicism at St. Ann's here in Abbotsford. The Catholic religion has been meaningful to her, and claims her soul.

This year (2023) she purchased a special heavy blue glass pitcher from an artisan in Mexico. It was given a sacred purpose. It was used to hold the anointing oils, the 100% pure doTERRA oils that she dripped into it during the anointing of the new King of England. They included Cassia, Bergamot, and Rose for Queen Camilla and Eucalyptus, Cedar, and Cypress for King Charles. This ceremonial anointing from Canadian soil was virtual and distance-limited, but gave The Poet a sacred purpose. She had not considered that this anointing might be the crown of her prophetic ministry after publishing over 1550 individual poems. 

She gained her title as the Empress of Poetry, a throwback to the secret world of Emily Bronte who also imagined an Empress and Emperor in the world of literature, from the locals and the police who despised the idea of calling someone so homespun 'Your Highness'. 'Your Emp' just stuck. For a poetry royal who spent nine years living at the family homestead in the back woods of Bear Mountain in Mission BC in her blue and white bedroom--her times were set: crafting her wares, and carving out her future in verse, much to the family's chagrin. Although she never embarrassed them as she mortified the flesh, sleeping on a bed of thorns and drinking olive oil, they frequently rose to the occasion of being her stanch defenders. After all, are not olive trees beaten to harvest the olives and extract their oil?  

It was the nuns of the Poor Clares, at the local Poor Clare Monastery in Mission who spoke a prophetic word in response to her book in 2017 titled Hallmark: Canada's 150 Year Anniversary

As St Clare was a light in her century, we pray the same for Emily as her poetic talent illumines our century and anniversary year.

--Sister Claire Marie Blondin, osc

    Monastery of St. Clare 

Never one to miss an important occasion she rose on the day of the Coronation of the new King of England at the unearthly hour of 1:30 PST as her own REQUIEM would air an hour before the royal ceremony online. She had composed a poem in her usual way. Her poem was seven stanzas long and was in Italian Petrarchan Sonnet form.

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