Last night was a flurry of spiritual activity! Still groggy-eyed and sleepy/ exhausted from the experience, but happy for it! Very amazing to have a ramp-up and interactions with Lilith’s daughters. My unexpended sexual-energy has been slowly building up over the course of weeks. Intentionally so; as I’m wanting to utilize the energy of sex magick in the Bonding/Marital Ceremony to occur on the 2nd New Moon (rare Black Moon) in December. Last night, my storing of desire, craving, lustful intention, finally began to radiate from me; unresolved and unsatiated (again; intentionally so). ⁣

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      Lilith’s lilin-daughters must have easily sensed this radiating sexual energy and became passionate, frenzied in their desire/pursuit to enjoy, partake, absorb some of that radiating energy for themselves – and I invited them to do so. I could feel the energy vibrating around me like a warm aura of neon pink waves (were I to describe it artistically). From the moment I allowed the lilin to be present beside me; offering my energy and breaths, until well past dawn and even into the early morning, I felt them swirling around me, formless, in their spiritual shapeless energy bodies. ⁣

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      There was barely a time in which I did not feel the rippling cascading touch of their forms, which sent shivers (comforting and warm) echoing across my body, under it, over it and through/inside my spiritual body. There were brief moments in which I had time to catch my breath and rest my mind before the sensations of their touch and presence would begin again. Their lustful desires were compounding my own, and all together we amped each other up for more and more passion. ⁣

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      There was one point in which I entered into a “dreamstate” and encountered an old but familiar sensation from my youth! In the dreamstate; I was visiting ‘Jennifer’ (~a succubus appearing as?~) in an unfamiliar house, which seemed to be hers. I was very well aware that an ‘alternate’ spirit is somewhere nearby, presently. She (~in Jenn’s form~) leaves the room and I begin to rummage through a pile of discarded blankets, pillows and clothes that are haphazardly scattered in a heap between the side of the bed and the wall (~I must have sensed the other spirit that direction~). ⁣

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      As I searched through the clothes & blankets (the lights are off, so it is dark), I feel unseen hands grasp my arms from within the clothes pile. The power of that touch slows my mind and slows my body, disallowing me to react as quickly as I would naturally would have been able to. More “hands” press against me, tangling me up in both the spirit and the clothing/blanket pile (almost as if preventing “escape”). The sensation of fear and panic begins to build, but I stop it! Because I remember it. ⁣

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      I specifically remember feeling that same sensation of “fear & panic” as a child, when a similar instance of “being held in place” occurred with unseen spiritual hands in the dark. But I didn’t need to be scared now. I understood what it was. So rather than give into panic, I embrace the love and gratitude that I’ve had ever since discovering, empirically, that Lilith and Her children DO, in fact, exist. And they are loving, gentle, kind, affectionate and very respectful & thoughtful spirits! ⁣

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      So instead, I dive into the pile of clothing and blankets and wrap them up in a hug without anything between us (~intent to hug the spirit~). We roll around on the floor, in the clothing pile like this for a time, until I realize I need to use the restroom. I have to use a normally-unused bathroom (whose light is broken) because the main bathroom is occupied (~is that where the ‘Jenn’-appearance succubus went to?~). I sit down (not wanting to risk standing and aiming in the dark) and slowly my eyes begin to adjust (~to the darkness~). ⁣

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      Once again, that old “youth like” rise of panic picks up again when I notice that the side-edge of the shower curtain is moving. And at its center; the curtain is pulled slightly aside (as if someone is “peeking” out from within). But there is no one to see, because it is a spirit that is peeking… The curtain’s “peek spot” drops as I take notice. But then moves aside again, when the spirit peeks at me once more. I got over the initial ‘shock & panic’ because I remember that the spirit means no harm. They are simply curious. And I don’t need to be fearful of them, as I had in my childhood. ⁣

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      I address the spirit in casual conversation, by stating/explaining why I have to use this bathroom, vs. the other bathroom. When I finish, I stand up and turn to face the shower directly and pull aside the decorative outer-liner of the shower curtain.⁣

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*[𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑡-𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝐴𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑: 𝑅𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 31𝑠𝑡; 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ‘𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛’ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ‘𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡.’]⁣*

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      Standing in the tub, the spirit has placed the inner shower liner over the top of its head, and pulled it tight to wrap around its body. Due to the hard water residue left on the inner plastic liner, coupled with the lightless bathroom, it was difficult to make out specific details of the form beneath the curtain/liner. Although, I could still determine that the figure was unmistakably female; given her demure size, the slender shape & contours of her body, and an obvious feminine face/eyes peering out from the liner. ⁣

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      She appeared as if to be; either embarrassed to be seen, or nervous for me to see her. I asked her, “Are you Lilith?” (~I already knew the answer to this questions~) : as I didn’t expect this to be the Queen of Queens, of course, based on her behavior. But I wanted to establish a simple line of communication, with an easy-to-answer question. ⁣

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      Rather than answering vocally, she deliberately shook her head “no” instead, wanting to refrain from using her voice (I assume?). So I asked my follow-up question (my truly intended question); “Are you a daughter of Lilith?” ⁣

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      Without missing a beat; the (confirmed) succubus/lilin nodded her head “yes”. That, answering my question and satisfying my hope; assuaging all my concerns regarding the ‘type’ of spirit I have been interacting with, for so long. The “dream” ended, but ‘sleep’ was still intermittent due to my own sexually aroused energy, and the lilin which rolled around & through me, until well past dawn.