I found a book an hour ago, that covers some of my discoveries. Earlier, I promised to get some of my books out. Lara Roozemond is not a random choice for my muse.
“What is in a name?”
I see, a rose, and a – orange! My grandmother’s name is Mary Magdalene Rosamond. The Rosamond name descends from a man who rode with William of Orange in his conquest of Britain. No one else has ever owned this name. Mary had four beautiful daughters: June, Bonny, Rosemary, and Lillian. There is a Lily and a Rose.
Mary Magdalene in Provence, France **
Ralph Ellis follows the trail of mythology and reveals compelling circumstantial evidence that Mary Magdalene did travel to France, and that her presence there has left its mark on the history of the region. Ralph then presents further information suggesting that the legacy of Mary Magdalene in Provence was bequeathed upon the city of Orange in southern France – the city that was central to the Royal Dutch House of Orange, and thus central to the entire Reformation and Enlightenment movement. The book then goes on to explore the Orange Enlightenment and the Age of Reason, the twin religious reforms that created the modern rational and technical world that we live in today.
Roozemond is a paid model. Creative people adorn her with their visions. They don’t know her, or, have to know her. She does not object to the results. I used her as my model. I worked from photos of her. I wanted to get to know her, and make her money. She chose not to. She is NOT Victoria Bond. If I have my Bond creation do things Lara does not like, too bad! Sue me, or, ask for money! How she and anyone she knows, can ignore this incredible intuitive hit I got, about her families connection to the House of Orange, is the real wonder here! Surely it is out of the realm of ways – most people do things – and that is scary, because…………….? You can’t control it? Maybe God does not want you to control it? Not able to handle that, or, invest anything in discovering how the Creative Mind and Soul operates, you assign it to the work of the Devil – and burn me alive!