An gel
I posted (on Facebook) the image of the girl, below in this picture above- who is Donna, playfully saying "God did it" because of how bad I have it for her. Then I noticed my friend, Stephanie, posted a grammar post that has an angel with a girl. I liked the resonance. And color.
Why the angel resonates/Why this struck me:
I first made contact with this girl after she posted a bulletin on MySpace, about divination cards that she got- angel cards. This-here is the first time I posted an image of her, and allowed friends to see. This is the first post involving angels that I remembered seeing (not to say it hasn't happened- And I had been off of FB for about 3-4 years), and it did come directly after her image, and viewable within the same frame.
Before Donna, in time, I met a girl with the name, Michelle, just previous to her. The next girl I met after Donna was Gabrielle. These two were certainly met- on an intimate level. The girl in the image above, Donna, was the first person to have such a certain energy, and an interest in angels. I considered them only after her, as I did...
Exactly one year after we met, within the day, a movie was released in theaters about Michael the archangel. First movie about angels that I'd seen since City of Angels... or Clarence, years earlier. It resonated, anyways.
On her birthday, May 30th, 1984, there was an annular eclipse. Searching for this date in Google shows a result for a recording of a news broadcast from Shreveport, LA reporting on it. It's mentioned that some of the first reports of the eclipse came out of a community called Sunshine, which is in St. Gabriel.
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The one song she played directly when I was with her, I remember because I had just gotten back to her place from feeding my cat and showering, was "In your eyes", by Peter Gabriel. She is still the longest I've held eye contact with anyone. It was something she wanted to do. Connect.
The first card she pulled using divination, for me, showed many eyes- eyes everywhere, she said, I seem to remember. That I have eyes everywhere.
Between our names, using only the first for example:
Jeffrey
Donna
Jeffrey has 7 letters. Donna has 5. The letters, that may "stick out", 'ey'- taken from Jeffrey. Using middle names, an 'e' would stick out, or be what would make the names unequal numbers of characters. Last 's'. From these letters- 'eyes'.
This, below is the one single picture that she has posted that has numbers (that I have seen). These are her hands (with 23), pictured from a magazine. Her nails. Rosettes and stripes. Camouflage. Hidden.
22, 23, 24, 23, when summed may come to 92. Average is 23.
A voice once told me she was my wife- that I'm her husband, when she asked me, existentially, who/what I am.
She's the first-only girl I had a vision of her wearing a kind of veil. A mask. Or I understood the custom when I saw her.
Her name could sum to 184 (A=1, Z=26), with my last name, which is 23x8- Same as my mother. After her I went to work at Dominos, and met another Donna, who was the second Donna outside of family that I had met (more detail could associate, I could add). She was the only female driver, at this place. She had my mother's middle name, Faye (meaning Fairy), which was a first for me to meet someone with this name, and at middle, coming directly after ans certainly associated, with Donna, who at least I associated with mother, and she had my sister's birthday- August 9th, also a first by my consciousness, to meet someone with this. I've considered her like a mother, sister, daughter, and lover... Not to say, stranger. I don't know her. But I was taught a lesson in unconditional love.
Raven, was the only other girl to work there at the time that I started. Her birthday is January 22nd... which is the night Donna moved into her place, where I met her that next night (23). Donna ordered Dominos that night of the 22nd.
Domino means Lord, Master. The address that she moved into was 2209 and a half, on a street that means fold, or crease. My name numbered can be 229, using a correspondence of A=1, Z=26, etc, so the address stuck out for this reason. In the building that the Dominos I went to work shortly after meeting there was just one shop with numbers, 413. The sign reads Salon 4:13. Philippeans 4:13 - I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. 229+184=413.
1/31 was a deadline for us.
1/31 the following year I thought I had a heart attack and went to the hospital. Realized later it was a milk allergy.
The following year I rested on 1/31, to avoid certain potential shock. My first day back to work, 2/1, I took one order, to a Hart family, and then went home, as we were not busy. One year after this, on 1/23, I went to court to keep my license. My lawyer's name was Christopher. 1/31, my last remaining grandma/grandparent died, and two girls with "23"-birthdays contacted me, on Cupid, the night/morning it happened. My grandma had stayed in room 207 (9x23, just to mention) for years, and was buried on 2/03. On 2/03 after the funeral, I thought of calling James- a guy I hadn't talked to for ages, to see if he might sell me weed. I hadn't been high for a while. Wanted to be. I didn't call him. He ended up calling me, seeing if I was driving a taxi like I had talked about at one time. And my best-longest friend Richard called me after a long time, and introduced me to his now wife, Laura (his only other serious relationship, that I know of, was with a Lauren). Richard's middle name is Donald. Donna's middle name is Richele, so I have questioned this, or it has piqued my interest, about their names being so similar, and the "amount" of love I had for her. He recommended the book, "The Magus" to me, telling me it was right up my alley. He had no idea my grandma died, or that I was emotional, but I was glad to hear him.
James moved to Tampa on July 23rd- He told me it was occurring when we were in contact a time after the one previously mentioned. Once again, I had thought of him, after many months. This time, I thought he might ask me for help finding drugs, and when I got home, rolling a joint, he called me. This is very rare- People asking me for help finding drugs. Especially what he wanted- a never occurrence besides this once. Wanted to find heroin.
Donna is in/around Tampa. They both moved to be close to their mother/family.
Donna uploaded the above image (22, 23, 24, 23, nails) with the numbers within 3 days of my friend Richard's father dying, which happened 10/23/2012. The church that I saw Richard in, where the visitation was held, was Sacred Heart, in Jeffersonville, located at 1840 16th street (184 being resonant, but also 16... Although explanation is long, and perhaps not quite an explanation other than maybe I associate 16 with P and P with her, but I honestly didn't jump to associate).
After years of not being on my Facebook account, I got back on. Within the week or so that I got back on, two girls that were my friends got married: Amanda, which means "having to be loved", and Lora, which references the Laurel tree, popular in Apollo legend, Roman/Greek, and Christian symbolism. Since then, I don't know of anyone getting married- this being back in September/October. Possibly a friend named Aimee. Perhaps I just made notice.
I noticed Donna then changed her profile photo to this one above with the numbers, and then the next day changed her profile photo and cover photo to black, and then disabled her account, the following day or so, within the day, on 10/13/14.
Then I wanted to look for a girl named Amber, because I felt a connection. I wanted to see her moon phase. I had also just met a girl born on a day of a solar eclipse right before Donna, also born on a day of a solar eclipse, disabled her account- only the third girl I had met born on a solar-eclipse day. Amber, who I saw in Amanda's wedding photos, and who I knew though Christina- the first girl I was naked with as a child- my neighbor, and who I found special... Now also disabled her account. Within the week or so that I am back on. I felt at a loss... I searched for her. Wanted to know that day she was born. Regretted not approaching her. In my continuted search, I found a Donna, with Amber's last name- Templeton, was just added as a friend by one of Amber's friends. I forget who. This Donna is Amber's mother.
Amber then signed back on. Reactivated. I checked her profile- It said she became friends with a Laura. And I see the moon was full on the day of Amber's birth.
"Having to be loved", Amanda's name meaning. Cupid shot Apollo, making him fall uncontrollably in love with the nymph Daphne, who he chased. She pleaded with her father for help, and was turned into a Laurel tree. Lora. Aimee.
Amber is fossilized resin. ...Laurel trees are known for being very resinous.
Hard to find a stopping point.
I have found possible resonance with her, with Isis, and Mary, among others. And there are of course other things I have either neglected to say or have chosen to omit. I know people have a hard time comprehending what I'm saying a lot of times, and sometimes my neurotransmitter levels don't favor even my processing of any of this. If I could only find the right combination of words...
My mother taught me writing. I remember first writing the letter 'e', when I was about 3. On my first date out with Donna, we went to a bookstore, and the first book I picked up was one called Letter Perfect- a book about our alphabet's history. Donna had been looking to find her book that she wanted, on the store's computer, and I remember flipping through the pages, settling on 'e', smiling, remembering my experience with the letter. Then I felt her hand on my shoulder.
She ended up purchasing the book- Transmission (and me, nothing, but later purchased Letter Perfect).