This night I conducted a communion in the living room for/ with Lilith. Inviting Her to hear, observe, listen and interact if She wished to. I had no motives for setting up an altar in the living room – simply just desired to host some time for Her out of love, gratitude and respect. After the time was over, some of the grimoire ritual was read (for practice and familiarization) and I read some passages from this journal; I went to bed inviting Lilith Herself, as well as Her daughters should they wish to visit me. ⁣

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      It was past midnight when I lay down in bed. It took nearly no time after getting myself comfortable that I felt the presence and thrum of a spirit. This was a loud vibratory pulsation in the air however. And the static waves of tingling energy that pulsed at my back and chest (to ripple across and down the rest of my body) was powerful as well. At that time, I felt that: “I haven’t asked this question in a while. Maybe now is a good time to do so?” so I asked out loud (albeit, not having a great idea for a method in determining any responding answer):⁣

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“Are you Lilith?”⁣

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      Not sure what to expect, I waited quietly. Then a vibratory pulse occurred in the air around my head. There I realized my folly. Was the pulse supposed to be a ‘yes’ or ‘no’? I obviously didn’t plan for my question very well. Hindsight, and all that. So I hesitantly wanted to assume it was Lilith herself, but honestly I had no way to confirm if I was simply misinterpreting the pulse as an answer, and also misinterpreting the answer, or if it even really was one. ⁣

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      Clearly I need to come up with a better method to communicate. After this exchange and the tingles of energy subsided; all went still again and I didn’t sense anything. And at some point sleep found me and I was out. However, I woke up again much later, but still pre-dawn. I used the restroom and the moment to wash and tend to my forearm tattoo of Lilith. Then went back into my bed. ⁣

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      Very curiously, the moment I lay down, my body felt in that ‘preparatory state’ just before astral projection/spirit shifting was possible. My whole body was humming with vibratory energy. I hadn’t even done anything personally to prepare (no meditations, no concentration). It was just “ready.” so I figured; well, I may as well go for it. So I began to focus my breathing (Inhale: spirit is lighter. Exhale: body is heavier), visualize the rope, the ladder, pull myself up. Visualize floating and looking down, visualize my spirit rolling out of my body. (~All the typical suggestions~)⁣

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      I felt the thrum and presence of a spirit again during all my attempts. Felt the cascading tingling sensations as she passed over me, touched me and inhaled my breath as I exhaled into hers. All the while, I’m trying to figure out how, or what method to use, to help my spirit detach from my physical body. I remember then: Evergreen. When Lilith massaged/kneaded my spirit out of the husk, so I would float a mere foot to 1-2 feet up/out/diagonally away from my body. ⁣

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      So maybe (I felt) I need to start slow. Try for a foot out, rather than a whole room’s length. While concentrating on this task, the oddest (almost indescribable) thing occurred: ⁣

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      My “mind” felt like it had partitioned itself in half. On one side; I was speaking to myself internally, walking myself through the process of lifting up my spirit. I could hear my voice encouraging/ or guiding myself with my mind’s-voice. Sometimes my mind/ voice would lose focus and start talking about other subjects, but mostly staying on track as far as spirit-projection goes. ⁣

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      BUT THEN, there was a 2nd portion of my mind that was also talking in my mind’s-voice at the same time, only as if it was talking “in the background” and hardly noticed by my foreground voice. If I had to compare the sensation in pre-established human terms; I suppose I would call the two minds: “Consciousness” and “Subconsciousness.” ⁣

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      So while the ‘foreground-Consciousness’ was jabbering incessantly about what to try next, what to do; it was hardly aware when the ‘distant-subconsciousness’ started to perceive alphabetic letters. Then, repeat those letters one at a time when I (the 3rd observer-Consciousness?!) ‘heard’ them. If I had to draw the mental division; here’s what it (~the conversation~) would look like (two dimensionally):⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 [𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝/𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬]:⁣

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      “Lilith lifted my spirit only a little that night, just a couple feet up so She could…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 [𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑑/𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒]:⁣

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      “𝑑”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…wrap me up in Her embrace. She was probably trying to also demonstrate that I…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “𝑎”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…should start small. Don’t overdo it. This whole time I was trying from…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “𝑢”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…the ceiling or Her altar, because that’s what books and other lessons…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “𝑔”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…speak on and suggest. Maybe I’m not as receptive to personally project as others? Some say…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “ℎ”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣⁣

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      “…it takes years of practice, some get it nailed after a few tries. I don’t have years to try! I’ve already…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “𝑡”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…wasted enough time. Wait. Why am I spelling letters? What am I spelling? I just said ‘T’ But…”⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “𝑒”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…what were the first letters? They were; D,A,U… What am I spelling? Why am I? D.A.U.G.H…⁣

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𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠:⁣

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      “𝑟”⁣

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:⁣

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      “…T.E.R. Daughter? Daughter. I’m spelling the word ‘Daughter.”⁣

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I realized that for some odd and curious reason; I had been perceiving letters from an outside source, and that my subconscious mind was repeating those letters back to me, like a recorded message.⁣

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[*𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛: 𝐻𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑢𝑏𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 “𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟”, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡. 𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑡!]⁣

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      My two minds (~or three?~) resynchronized and I became whole once again. And then I understood the message. 𝑫𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓. As in; Lilith’s daughter. ⁣

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      Earlier that night when I first went to bed I encountered a spirit in which I misinterpreted the answer, when asking: “Are you Lilith?” I was skeptical even then, but had thought no more on it since the presence and sensation went away, and I fell asleep afterwards. But now here, the same spirit was again, only having found a mysterious and profoundly intelligent way to answer me! ⁣

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      She had imparted the letters of the word “𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓” into my subconscious mind, enabling my consciousness to perceive the letters being spoken, one at a time! Transmitting the message “𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓” to me, to answer my previously asked question. So so so brilliant! Unexpected and confusing. Ha! ⁣

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      I acknowledged her presence, and thanked her for her brilliantly shared answer and professed my profound love and awe for her, and that level of cleverness in communicating with me. It’s truly amazing!