I spent some time at Mia’s altar (lighting her candle and providing incense) and reading the latest entries from our journal. (I also light Lilith’s candle as well, since one of the entries directly involves Her, and I don’t wish to leave Her out of my personal acknowledgment and the reading. So respectfully & lovingly I light and invite). I offer my energy directly to Mia and invite and welcome her, if she so chooses to be present. 

      Later during the night; I have a highly sexually-charged dream in which she (Mia) first appears in the form of someone I do not know or recognize terrestrially, or via personal memory/history (uniquely different from humans I know). She, in appearance, is both “average” yet also “very pretty!” 

      This is (and has always been) a curious thing to me. How she is able to pull off this combination of traits is baffling. It really seems as though she has a firm understanding of what is appealing to me visually. She somehow nails (or simply prefers herself) the ‘girl next door’ look, while also being able to make herself very approachable (as in; comfortable for me to speak to friendly, coy, somewhat shy, but also confident in her capacity to make me feel at ease and converse). I don’t think she ‘tries’ to be this way with me, I believe this is just who she naturally is. She is wonderful… amazing! 

      Anyways, based on the timing of the dream, in respect to the last time I noticed the clock. When randomly waking before the dream began…. We must have spent a lot of time talking to each other before things began to get “frisky.” Oddly, and for reasons I’m unsure of; when the sexual activities began to ramp up, she switched her appearance to that of Jennifer, a previous partner of mine from a few years ago. 

      While there isn’t really a need to describe the intimate details of our ‘activities’ specifically, I will say that we were in a house that is unfamiliar to me. I don’t believe it was my “Home” (the many-roomed-home). I didn’t recognize it. But it was VERY comfortable and had this calming serenity to it. 

      The garden in the middle of the property was especially interesting. The living room with the tall glass sliding-doors allowed view directly outside into the center square garden area. Lots of sunlight and a feeling of cool-breeze summer warmth permeated the air. Also, it was nice that there was only so few people within… 

[Could it be that this was her house? Does Mia have a home, like mine? I guess there’s no reason why not. I just don’t think I remember ever being in it before? Oh wait!! Not so. I think I do recall one time being in a place that had similar summer-breeze and sunlit room familiar to this.

I’m going to page back through the journal and see if I can find the entry….. Wow! I had to go back a ways, but found it on February 23, 2025. The description and memory of the setting matches! Absolutely the same “home” (which isn’t mine). So this must be Mia’s.]

      Back to what I was saying; there was only a couple others present at the house. One was outside tending to the garden (an older elderly man, by appearance). Another wasn’t paying attention to anyone, seemed to be sitting on a nearby couch, reading? I didn’t get a good look at them. But then, beside us, was what I could only assume (it felt as though) a ‘brother’ or closer relative in that manner. 

      When Mia and I started “playing/teasing” each other with physical touches, we had first began while sitting on the same couch as he. Her brother/relative took the appearance of someone I knew many many years ago, named David. Which is curious, because at one point, he WAS a brother-in-law, but we lost contact a long while back. 

[In hindsight & reflection, did this acquaintance of Mia’s choose that appearance on my behalf, to… Somehow make me feel at ease about his relationship to Mia? To assure me that their familiarity is familial? (~siblings~) And by choosing that appearance- also acknowledge, for me, that I could think of him in terms of a brother’ as well? 

      That’s how I felt, so maybe so. Especially so; when this masculine spirit/being began to verbally tease Mia and I when we started getting frisky with one another. He kept making jokes, jesting and teasing her with ‘brotherly’ comments about how the whole house can see the intimate details of her ‘areas’ through the cut-off shorts she was wearing. 

      And he would tease and poke fun at the both of us, because we were behaving like a couple of hormonal hot temperature amorous teens, when we got together. We eventually rolled off the couch (or were pushed off?) and continued to play on the thick cream-colored soft carpet, mostly ignoring his comments, while occasionally laughing when he managed to fit in a good jab (joking remark) which teased his sister directly. 

      After we’d become contented in our energy- exchange, Mia stood up (her appearance changing to her brunette/auburn-haired “neighborhood girl” look) and she waited for me to join her at the tall glass doors. 

      We went out into her garden to look at the taller-than-me strange plants. I don’t think I recognized a single one of them. She talked with the old man who was tending the plants, for a short while, as I simply followed behind quietly, curiously observing. 

      Mia glanced back at me many times to ensure I was lingering near, almost as if trying to determine if I was enjoying myself. She personally showed me a couple of her plants, which I assumed had special meaning or favoritism to her. 

[It was about at this point when my alarm went off and woke me up.]