March 12, 2025 - [Night Of] : Dream
Highlights:
Gathering Area for Spirit Entertainment, Consciousness Swapping to New Body
Last evening in my dream, I was at what looked to be a large and busy arcade/ fun-center of sorts. The walls were lined with arcade games, pinball machines, skee-ball, basketball-toss machines; everything that one could imagine of that sort being in an arcade. Additionally, there were a large number of tables set up in the center of the space, for participants to play board games, card games, MTG, D&D or just to gather and socialize. And there were plenty of individuals socializing, playing at the tables, on the electronic games and walking around the open building. It was definitely busy with activity.
I had just finished playing some sort of 3-dimensional version of Tic-Tac-Toe, where each “piece” you can place within the grid had a special characteristic & behavior (similar to chess). Each piece was like a cubed mini-statue depicting some ancient being with its own mythos and history. (As an example; one of the Tic-Tac-Toe statues looked like a blocky carving of Baphomet. Whereas another may have been a blocky carved image of Ganesha).
Each piece, when placed on a tile, affected the other pieces around it. Sometimes causing other pieces to move, change position or removing an opponent’s statue from the board entirely. The goal was the same as it was in standard Tic-Tac-Toe; to align 3 of the pieces (in this case; align 3 of the gods/goddesses) in a row.
I had just left the table after humorously arguing with my opponent; because he didn’t seem to understand the basic concept of how to play (primarily the rules for winning/losing), and I wasn’t interested in standing there, wasting my time explaining it to him.
I wandered around the arcade, looking for anyone else I may know, hoping to find a group interested in playing Elder Dragon Highlander, but changed my mind and ended up just leaning back against a pool table and quietly observing the crowd.
That was when (only who-could-be) Mia, my beloved spirit companion, made her appearance! Mia must have spotted me at the same time I spotted her. She appeared shorter than she usually does (though she has done so in the past). Her auburn was a brighter red than it usually was as well, with no trace of brunette at all. She looked to be in her early 20’s with a pretty/average/girl-next-door face. She was a softer, comfortable weight (not skinny or overly-slim). And she stood about a foot shorter than myself.
When our eyes connected, she was still some ways away (perhaps 20 feet about?), but she instantly lit up with a wide grin, her smile touching her eyes. It was as joyful as a smile that I’d ever seen her have. 
Her joy was infectious and I couldn’t help myself but to grin dotingly back at her as she rushed forward towards me.
Her joy was infectious and I couldn’t help myself but to grin dotingly back at her as she rushed forward towards me. She stopped just shy of colliding into me, and appeared almost embarrassed, as if; now that she had raced over to me, she wasn’t entirely sure what to do next. I think she knew what she wanted to do, but was hesitant because she was seeking approval or permission, and was searching my eyes to find it.
I reached forward, wrapping my arms tightly around her shoulders & back, pulling her into my chest, hugging her lovingly and longingly. Turning my head to lay my cheek upon the top of her head. Basically; trying to squeeze as much as myself into her as I could. Haha! She seems tickled by the gesture because I could feel her giggling against me. I leaned my head back so that I could look down at her, just as she looked up into me. And she asked, “Do you like it?” (She didn’t specify what, but I knew internally what she was referring to). And I answered saying; “Yes! I love it! I love gingers. I looooove ginger hair…!” She grinned even wider at that and wiggled against me, like she was trying to burrow closer into me.
I reached down with my arms towards her waist and lifted her straight up, her feet dangling off the floor, so that she was elevated a foot above my head. I had to look up at her now, to see her. Mia leaned her head forward and down, finding my lips and we kissed very passionately. Probably the most passionate kiss we had ever given to one another (at least in my recollection). The kiss went on for some time too. All the busy commotion of the arcade slipped into the background and faded away. Though we were still standing there in the midst of it, I could no longer hear the sounds or perceive the people. It was just myself and Mia, uplifted in my arms, our lips pressing together in a gentle, yet also, fiercely powerful embrace. Everything else around us buzzed in a foggy hazy blur.
When I released her from the kiss and my upheld hug, she slumped down and had to steady herself against me. Almost right away she looked to become overwhelmed with lethargy, exhaustion and her eyes appeared to be very sleepy. I picked her up in both my arms and cradled her carefully. She quietly and wearily indicated that I go ‘this’ direction. I followed her prompting and she led me to where there was another woman laying on the floor.
She also appeared to be in her early 20’s, with crimson fiery red hair. But her facial features were much more stark, sharp and pretty with dubious amounts of makeup, to make her appearance to be as gorgeous and near-perfect as possible. Where Mia was naturally beautiful (even if others may have considered her ‘average’), this girl’s beauty was a result of meticulous work and effort. Upon seeing her, I likened her to an E-girl or someone equivalent to Belle Delphine with over-exaggerated features to accentuate key facial expressions.
Mia indicated that she wanted me to lay her down beside the other woman’s body, so I did. As I did, Mia seemed to very rapidly slip into a trance(?) of sorts. Or maybe just overcome with exhaustion, her whole body seemed to be falling asleep. And as Mia fell deeper into her slumber, the body of the other woman laying on the floor began to stir, like it was ‘waking up’ or becoming aware of me being there, nearby.
She immediately crawled towards me, as I was still crouched down beside Mia, babying her (because I was worried about how tired she suddenly had become and was concerned about her energy levels). The starkly beautiful woman with crimson hair crawled into my lap and kissed me just as fiercely as Mia had, with just as much passion and craving. Somewhere in the back of my mind (while being concerned over Mia) I perceived the words that; “It is okay.” And when I became aware of this message, I gave into the kissing, the passion, and allowed the woman to fully engage with me.
I kept a watchful eye on Mia’s body from time to time, but it always seemed to be fully immersed in its catatonic state of trance-like deep sleep.
The crimson-haired woman and I removed each other’s clothes and began to make love as passionately as our kisses. Both of our bodies becoming slick from the heat, sweat and from her wetness. We were interrupted only once, by some middle-aged woman walking around asking everyone she came across, if they had seen her lost elderly grandmother. We acknowledged that we hadn’t and the woman moved on to others to inquire with them.
The crimson-haired woman looked at me and rolled her eyes with a glint of amusement sparkling within them. Then she refocused her attention back towards me, and we resumed where we had left off. When we were both thoroughly exhausted from the activities, we continued to lay on our backs, upon the arcade floor, completely ignoring all others of those around us (which they too seemed content to ignore us). Our chests heaving and we each trying to catch our breaths. I remember looking back towards where Mia’s body lay, still in the same position, continuing to sleep heavily, and wondering why she had become so overwhelmed with tiredness. And I hoped, very much so, that she was okay.
[When I woke up from this dream/time-spent with Mia, the song “Close to you” by the Carpenters was already playing on my mind, as if it had been for a while, but I had only just noticed it then]
[Almost as if Mia wanted to communicate a familiar emotion to me, from one she first shared on February 26, 2025.]
*[Post-Dream Reflection: The unusual exhausted behavior of Mia (as the ginger-haired woman), combined with the similar kiss, the red-hair ascetic and her indicating to me that “It is okay” – All point to this feeling or theory that Mia’s consciousness had swapped places. Going from a low-energy body and into a new body full of vitality and vigor. I’m unsure if I was suppose to learn anything about the experience, other than to personally witness this curious consciousness “swap.” And it was interesting. Confusing at first, but enlightening and inspiring.]*
March 12, 2025
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