A dream that seemed to be taking place in the Clarkdale, Arizona location of my highschool academy: American Heritage Academy. There was a young woman present with long mostly-straight blonde hair (with a slight ‘dusty’ color-quality to it), she wore glasses, and was of the nerdy/smart, reserved/quiet type of personality.

      She reminded me of either Miranda Rusco or Bonnie Phillips From my highschool. Precisely the ‘type’ of girl that I would harbor a secret ‘crush’ on, but be too insecure to act upon. She was sitting alone in the dark shadows around a corner beside some stairs. She seemed to be quietly waiting and watching the commotion of the other alumni and current students.

      She, like myself, was there for a reunion or a con- vention. I cared less about the convention myself, but was more interested in visiting my school for nostalgia’s sake. At some point, a small toddler must have gotten separated from its mother and wandered near the stairs. The girl and I sat on the floor nearby and entertained the kid, while we waited for the parents to find the toddler.

      We talked at length about the school, our memories and how they had adopted a new naming convention for “Junior, Sophomore and Senior,” Those were no longer the names [titles] (but I can’t recall now what they were changed to).

      The parents pick up the toddler and leave, and I’m alone with the woman once more. I keep staring at her, trying to figure it out. I tell her that she looks so familiar to me. She appears embarrassed and tries to turn her head and look away from me, but I can see her lips curl up into a smile.

      She peeks back at me and responds; “Well, you should, I did spend all that in Empire with you.”

      Her mentioning the word “Empire” apparently triggers my memory and suddenly I remember! [Though, in waking and reflecting, I find it frustrating that I cannot recall what I supposedly remembered.]

      I immediately feel a connectedness and appreciatetion for her time previously spent with me. I reach out to hug her and she allows me to. I hold her close and thank her, as well as apologize that I cannot remember her name, she doesn’t seem concerned about that, and instead repositions herself to kiss me.

      We begin to kiss passionately, our lips pressing together hard and tongues hungry and deep. We continue to kiss until she slowly pulls away, acknowledging that she needs to leave. When she is gone, I continue, intent to explore the “OFF limits” areas of the school, Seeking to discover what interesting things I can find.

[This is the last thing I recall about the dream itself. But I can add additionally that: Both before I fell asleep and after I had woken up and lay there, eyes closed and resting – I felt the rhythmic signature pattern of skin tingling prickles spread across my body. Starting first as small and light, pulsating larger, wider and stronger, for about 5-7 pulses in each cycle. These water-like ripples are a very familiar sensation.]

[ I fell back asleep again and into another dream]

      I was taking care of a small new bird. A tiny feathered baby bird. I was in my “home” (my House-of-many-Rooms) and there was a woman there with me. We were laughing, joking and carrying on with silly banter. Having a friendly, teasing conversation with one another. She was behind me though, working on something else on the far side of the room, so I never actually saw her.

      But our interactions/conversations were jovial and lighthearted. I was busy trying to set up the cage and prepare it for the bird. The little bird was loose, hopping around my arms and legs and flapping to land on my head when I bent low to the floor (fiddling with a food dish).

      At some point, a different woman entered My home and the room of my companion (?), friend (?). This person appeared in the form of my mother.

[I hadn’t ever mentioned this before, but there have been other occurrences when “my mother” had come to check on me, observe events, or me (such as my dream on April 23, 2025 and others… which I left out due to it seeming like an unimportant detail). Some times this figure would ask me how I am doing, how have things been going, or how I am getting along myself or with the others around me.

      These visits mostly occurring when I’m within my house of many rooms/hallways (*Astral Mansion?*). It dawned on me this morning when waking, that; though she ‘appears’ like my earthly mother, she doesn’t behave with the same personality.

      Within the dreams; she is far more “regal”, poised and direct in the manner in which she carries herself and speaks. It occured to me, to wonder to myself; is this (has this been all along) perhaps Mother Lilith, come to ‘check in’ on me? Come to see or observe how I am getting along with Her daughter? My companion… I really wonder!]

      My “mother” (or possibly; Lilith) entered the room, witnessing both the other woman (who I couldn’t see from behind me) and myself, laughing with each other as we joked and spoke to one another. She seemed pleased. I sensed that the question of “Is everything alright?” was on Her mind. But She didn’t ask it. I’m assuming our laughter was answer enough to satisfy Her curiosity.