October 25th, 2025
Sunday
3:35pm
I am seeing tons of 7’s today. Then I went on Facebook, and the first thing that comes up is a mystic saying that, in the 15 years that she’s been “seeing” and “reading” things, she’s never quite had this big of a feeling, and that, “The world is going through a transmutation right now.”
Well, I have no idea what that means, so I look up the word “transmutation,” naturally, and get this: “a transmutation is the complete change of one substance, form, nature, element, or species into another.”
Huh.
And then there’s all of the seven’s. And the three’s.
Angel number 777 is a powerful symbol of spiritual awakening, divine alignment, and inner wisdom. When you repeatedly see this number sequence on receipts, clocks, or license plates, modern numerology interprets it as a sign that you are on the right path and in deep harmony with the universe.
Unlike other numbers that focus on external shifts—like 111 for new beginnings or 888 for material success—the energy of 777 points entirely inward.
Core Meanings of 777
• Spiritual Awakening: It signals a time of personal evolution and heightened self-awareness.
• Trusting Intuition: Seeing 777 is a gentle reminder to stop overthinking and rely on your inner knowing.
• Divine Reassurance: It serves as a celestial “green light” confirming that your current path aligns with your soul’s purpose.
• Earned Good Fortune: While many associate the number 7 with raw luck, spiritually it implies you are reaping rewards from the quiet, inner work you’ve already done.
The Numerology Breakdown
In classical numerology, the single digit 7 is the number of the seeker, the mystic, and the philosopher. It rules the interior life, introspection, and hidden knowledge. Tripling this digit amplifies its energy exponentially.
Furthermore, adding the digits together (7 + 7 + 7 = 21) and reducing them (2 + 1 = 3) reveals the underlying energy of the number 3, which represents creative expression, communication, and connection to higher guidance.
Angel number 333 is a powerful symbol of growth, creative expansion, and divine alignment. While 777 focuses entirely on quiet, internal introspection, seeing 333 is an active, outward-moving call from the universe. It serves as a spiritual green light to express your truth, make pending decisions, and step boldly into your next chapter.
Core Meanings of 333
- Personal & Professional Growth: It indicates that you are in a phase of rapid evolution across your career, relationships, and self-love.
- Creative Expression: The number 3 rules communication, collaboration, and artistry. Seeing it tripled encourages you to share your ideas and use your voice without fear.
- Mind, Body, & Spirit Balance: The structure of 333 represents the ultimate tripod of stability (the triangle being nature’s strongest shape). It prompts you to check if your physical, mental, and spiritual health are in alignment.
- Spiritual Support & Protection: Culturally, 333 is deeply tied to the presence of spiritual guides, guardian angels, or “Ascended Masters” (like Buddha or Jesus). It is a comforting reminder that you are not walking alone
The Numerology Breakdown
In classical numerology, the single digit 3 represents the birth of an idea, social energy, and joy. It is the spark that occurs when two forces synthesize to create something entirely new. Tripling this digit multiplies its generative and expressive power.
Furthermore, adding the digits together (3 + 3 + 3 = 9) connects 333 to the energy of the number 9. In numerology, 9 represents deep universal wisdom, humanitarianism, and the successful completion of a major cycle, ensuring that your current growth has a solid foundation.
So those are my angel numbers for the day.
I got to thinking today, you know, what if I really was Jesus Christ?
I keep having these blackout psychotic episodes, where I think I’m Jesus, which keep getting closer and closer together, actually, and not further apart, like they’re supposed to, with medical management and therapy, and take these 15 or 16 pills and bla, bla, and do this, and do that, and stand on your head, and do cartwheels, and jumping jacks, and all at the same time, okay please?!
What if IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII…….actually walked the walk for a year?
Then, at 2:20pm, smack in the middle of me experiencing all if this stuff, the Abundant Alchemist on a Facebook reel said all of this stuff about being your true self, and then said that if you believe in this stuff, then drop a “777” in the comments.
MORE 7’s!
Anyway–
Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike….what would that look like?
Like–I already live on basically nothing, and help people wherever I can, sooooooooooooooo….what would that look like?
I would have to:
- Stop eating meat, for sure, and be vegan, because it is the most responsible thing to do for the planet. If you don’t believe me, look it up. The #2 thing behind vehicle pollution that is causing global warming is factory farming–the planet simply cannot sustain people eating meat three meals a day, and our bodies weren’t meant to anyway–that’s why Coronary Artery Disease is the #1 killer in America. And if you think that hunting and killing all the rest of the remaining wildlife on the planet is the answer, well, you’re just wrong, and that’s absurd. Yooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuu know?
- Use only reusable, sustainable stuff. No single use plastics. Ever. That would be really hard. Like–no buying candy bars at the grocery counter and then throwing away the wrapper. If I want a candy bar, I’m going to have to buy the ingredients and make it myself. Yoooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuu know?
- Grow my own food this year. With heirloom, non-GMO seeds. That’s simple enough.
- Use non-toxic, earth-friendly cleaning supplies from a refillery. Luckily–there is one in the town of Coudersport, PA, called Love, Evelyn! Yay!
- Live stream my life.
- Start 11/27/26, with The Summons–a FREE workshop that anyone can attend–(The ReWilding of Women), here’s the link– https://rewildingway.com/the-summons/?fbclid=IwY2xjawVLhPBleHRuA2FlbQIxMABwZG9mBWJyaWQRMTdqWVhNWjE1bFZXNkpOSThzcnRjBmFwcF9pZBAyMjIwMzkxNzg4MjAwODkyAAEeNxfBHM7VYHNdsWs8HYoo5oCsjmbNqBTQ5uKkwL0Mig7X3LBV9Pn0234-aW0_aem_SGIdY53amXKjsOgpWCIMJg end with a Women’s Three Day Work Stoppage and March on Washington 11/27/27!
- WALK the WALK for ONE YEAR! YEAH!
- Lead With LOVE–Do My Very Best To Be Nice, Gracious, and Loving to Everyone I Meet–no excuses!!
- Right Wrongs When I Can!
- Teach Others to Do These Things!
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecause…if we ALL did this, THEN WE COULD SAVE THE WORLD!!
Yooooooooooooouuuuu KNOW?
Because here’s the thing, and I’m being super honest when I say this–the people I love the most don’t do the things that I do.
They don’t compost.
They don’t recycle.
They don’t fucking garden, or feed their pets–or themselves–organic foods, so that they don’t get sick and die early of cancer, and heart and lung and other organ diseases.
They don’t.
They eat shit, and complain that they have gas, and chronic diarrhea, and they cough and throw up all of the time, and they have to have organs removed because of cancer, and their animals die young because they eat what they eat, and they’re obese too, and bla-de-bla-de-bla.
You know?
They just don’t give a shit.
About anything.
But themselves.
They eat chicken wings because they taste good, you know?
No matter that it’s 80 degrees on Christmas now because of it, and the polar bears are skeletons, and the oceans are boiling the fish alive.
No matter.
Eh.
It is what it is.
It tastes good.
And plastic is convenient.
No matter that it takes 100 years to break down, and releases tons of heat when it does, like, when it settles, like, at the bottom of the ocean, which is like, supposed to be one of the coldest places on Earth.
You know?
It’s whatever.
They don’t care.
Motorcycle burns plastic.
Gem had a kidney removed because of cancer and smokes like a fucking chimney and eats garbage every day.
She takes Mounjaro, though, so don’t worry.
Her little dog just died at 12 because of heart disease because he had to breathe her second-hand smoke for his entire life, but when I told her that she was selfish and horrible and only ever thought of herself for calling herself “poor,” like me, when she gets her hair and nails professionally done every five minutes–toenails too–and has to compulsively shop for clothes she will never wear every day, I ended up being the one who had to apologize, and pay her gas money for picking me up from the next town over, while she pays $300 for her next designer dog.
You know?
Paul eats so poorly that his digestive system is at war with him constantly, and he burps and farts like the tin man on the Wizard of Oz squeaks and squawks, with every movement.
That’s what a lifetime of McDonald’s and ice cream for breakfast, lunch, and dinner will get you, I guess, along with a years-long heavy addiction to root beer, which is high in processing chemicals, sugar, and high fructose corn syrup.
He has GERD so bad that he has had to have surgery twice now to have polyps removed on his vocal cords, not to mention the pre-cancerous intestinal polyps.
No matter.
They simply do not care, and no amount of care from me does any good at all.
So there’s that.
These are the people in my life who say that they love me the most.
I’m not sure what they’ll think of me after this post.
I guess we’ll find out.