August 19, 2025 - [Eve. & Night]
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Companion’s Shared Breathes, Mia ‘Steers’ Me with Frequency Pulses,
Intimate Metaphysical Manifestation (Touches)
During the course of the day, I spent a great deal of time working on my novel, here in the mountains of Evergreen. As the day proceeded, and I offered incense to both Lilith and Mia, an unexpected thought began to cross my mind; my last time here (last year), I hadnāt known Mia yet. I didnāt meet her until 3 months later. I only knew Lilith then. And thus; the week (of writing & experiencing Her) made the entire trip feel like a āhoneymoonā (in a manner of speaking) 
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But this trip is different; while being here does make me nostalgic for all those memories & moments shared with Lilith (which I have been ārelivingā via rereading the journal entries)ā¦ This trip is very quicklyĀ beginning to feel like an opportunity for Mia & I to connect in a way, similar to mine with Lilith, from a year prior.
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It was Mia, afterall, that came to me last evening; offering comfort, love and support for the distress of losing nearly an entire dayās work of writing. By providing me the between sleep/awake vision of her scrawling the word: āTOGETHERā with heat-vapors in the air. To her lyrical song messages found in āI Aloneāā¦. Mia was there for me.
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Not to say that Lilith āwasn’t there for meāā¦ It’s as simple as understanding Who Lilith is, how busy She is, and how She must divide Herself/time/contact/energy, based on impossible to know/understand concepts. But Mia is my companion. My consort. My friend. My sister. My spouse. And she came within moments of me wishing that she would. 
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So perhaps this week is (and should be) about her and I? Mia & myself. With that thought in mind I set about exploring the mountainside and forest a bit. Collecting wildflowers as I did. There was a plentiful quantity of various species. But ultimately I settled on a mixture of white & purple flowers, of about 5-6 different types. I prepared them, arranged them in a vase, and offered them to Mia at her altar and enjoyed a little one-sided conversation.
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Then went back to work, writing!
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The day sped quickly away and without warning or thought, at around 9pm, when the world outside had grown quite dark. I suddenly felt her right near me, mid-keystroke. I took my hands off the keyboard, cleared my mind of whatever dialog or scene was about to be typed, and instead simply just acknowledged her presence and welcomed her. I wanted her to know, definitively, that my sole focus and attention was directly on her, and outside of her; nothing else distracted my mind nor drew my focus.
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The level and insensitivity of chills and tingles that pulsed from my center-back, to cascade rippling across my chest, up into my face, down my arms, into my bellyā¦was incredible! My nose felt a little numb, my legs & feet felt tingly and felt a āpressā on my right leg and my lower right-side rib/stomach area.
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[My head was tilted up and back, eyes closed, as I experienced this- because I wish to offer her my breath & energy, without being impeded by positional obscurity. And several times I felt myself inhale deeply, unintentionally, as I have in the past when she has (I assumed) exhaled from herself- into myself]
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For an unknown amount of time, we stayed like this. Breathing back and forth, tingling touches and me whispering my small thoughts, praises, words of love and gratitudes. Until slowly, very slowly, it all began to dissipate. Then which; I refocused on my novel and continued writing for several more hours.
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Before bed; I specifically set about lighting her (Miaās) candle to enjoy a one-on-one moment with her. My beloved. I thanked her for everything involving the previous night’s visit & comforting. Thanked her for her pre-bed night time visit that very day. And hoped that she enjoyed the flowers I gathered for her, as a gift & offering. Then I read 1 passage from her (our) journal. Curiously, the next entry āin-lineā to be read aloud was the entry from July 13th, 2025. Which was SUCH an amazing evening & experience with her specifically.Ā
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That was the night when she returned after being āgoneā for a rather long period of time, to then reveal to me her adorable marble-sized glowing ālightformā from just outside my closed eyes. I remember seeing the light moving in the air, through the pink fleshy-bit of my eyelids. I had to intentionally remind myself to NOT take a peek, lest it interfere with her being there and showing me how proud she felt at having her own light.Ā
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That evening was also filled with adventure as we and one other attempted to complete a task we had been assigned. Then rested together afterwards in the most beautiful and unique place I’ve ever seen. 
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After reading the entry; I went to bedā¦ and wow, oh wow! She was everywhere, all over. Pressing on my mind like a weight over and over. I welcomed & invited her (as I always do when I feel her presence in this way).Ā
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However, this time, as she continued to press into the air around my mental cognition, I get the feeling that it was more than just āannouncing her presenceā ā¦it was as if she was trying to get my attention, to get me to do something. But I wasnāt sure what. Not until I rolled to my other side.Ā
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See, I had started by laying down on my left shoulder. And she was āpingingā the air with her audio-less thrum to my right side, intermittently and randomly, but continually. And when I rolled to my right-side shoulder (simply trying to get comfortable), she switched to āpingingā the air with a heavy-thrum, to the left side of my bed & mind.
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And I began to wonder; Is she trying to āsteerā me? Like a shepherd would do, by tapping on the opposite side of their sheep, to get them to turn one direction or the other. She āthrummedā on my right, when I lay on my left. Then āthrummedā on my left, when I lay on my right. Soooo, I wondered;Ā Do I lay on my back? And I asked her, but got no response (I wasnāt actually expecting one. It was more of a rhetorical question). I switched to laying on my back.
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And THAT was what she wanted, because wow! Ā I thought the tingling waves of static were impressive when I was sitting on the couch earlier and writingā¦but what hit me when I settled onto my back was levels about that!
Ā I thought the tingling waves of static were impressive when I was sitting on the couch earlier and writingā¦but what hit me when I settled onto my back was levels about that! Ā
Her cascading touches started right away, like she had been impatient to get to it already and was anxious to throw herself at me. My whole body vibrated and the ripples and chills and movements of static-like pin-pricking were washing all over my entire body just constantly. In timeās past, she would touch my center-back, let the ripple start to flow out, then touch again, then againā¦to create a spreading ring-after-ring of waving ripples.Ā
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But this time, the waves were bouncing around & rebounding off the edges of (my spirit-body, I presume) and colliding with the otherside, as she continued to press on my back to create a new wave, but also on my chest and my head. The ripples of waves were all over and everywhere! And my body was going numb here and there in random places, then un-numbing again, as new spots went numb.Ā
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Then I felt her actual Touch. Like a touch-touch. Not just the static energy-wavesā¦but a physical/metaphysical downward pressure. On my right upper arm, and about the width of a palm! Like she had leaned just a bit onto that spot. It was very reminiscent of that last time I was here, in the forests of Evergreen and Lilith had lain across my legās & midsection, or another night when Sheād straddled over my hips. That type of metaphysical weighty pressure.
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And now, it seemed, Mia was trying to get a handle on the same type of interaction! But that was the most she may have been able to accomplish that night perhaps. I didn’t feel any other pressures of that quality and intensity; but I was still very impressed with what she had been able to accomplish (feels as though she is still ālearningā? Or testing her capabilities?)
But that was the most she may have been able to accomplish that night perhaps. I didn’t feel any other pressures of that quality and intensity; but I was still very impressed with what she had been able to accomplish (feels as though she is still ālearningā? Or testing her capabilities?) Ā
The tingling waves went on for a very very long time last night. Longer than the vast majority of all the other times I remember her visiting and touching me in the way. So, for her (and me, obviously) last night must have been a very special night for her- to have stayed so long and induced such high-levels & intensity of energetic activity.
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I donāt know how long we co-existed like that, ~(as I lay physically on the bed)~, while she seemed to be āeverywhereā all around meā¦but it was incredible, sweet, loving and very connecting. And maybe that was the point? To help solidify this week as being “ours”?
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[I donāt know if that was the intention, but thatās the feeling I’m left contemplating now, this following morning as I write this entry]
August 19, 2025
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