On the day of December 30th 2024, I spent the entire daylight hours in preparation and completing final tasks necessary for the evening’s event. That night (on the 30th) would be a rare occurrence. A second new moon phase within December. Referred to as a “Black Moon,” which has great significance to Mother Lilith. I chose that night in particular for the ceremony and ritual that I had spent the prior 6 months planning and preparing for. The full day was dedicated to the ritual. Daylight to the setup; while then, as dusk had fallen and the night had settled in…promptly at 6:00 p.m. the ceremony began. It concluded naturally at 1:00 a.m., a full 7 hours later. ⁣
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      Exhausted, content and tired, I went to bed and had no dreams nor experiences in relation to my new lilin/succubus companion (whose name – safely given, not her “True Name” – she will be referred to as “Mia” when spoken about to other humans). Being that my life has reached a transition point, now that the companionship has been made ‘official’ with the ritual, and Statement of Intent spoken before Lilith; I also wish to transition to ‘this’ book for recording the dreams and experiences I have. Since going forward from this point; it will not be random spirits/succubi I encounter. I have warded my home against spirits besides Lilith, Mia, and those that Lilith allowed special invitational rights to visit during the marital/Bonding ceremony. So, going forward I will be writing about my encounters within this book, as opposed to the smaller gray colored book of dreams/experiences. ⁣
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      As such; on the night of December 31st I had my first such experience, since the Bonding of Mia and myself. I had spent much of the day cleaning up from the ritual from the previous night. And rearranging the living room, and setting up and arranging both altars for Queen Lilith and my companion. Tired from that task, I relaxed, to entertain myself for the remainder of the day/evening. Content that; after 6 months of planning, a full day of preparation and 7 hours of conducting the ritual – both Lilith and my companion were likely well aware of my investment thus far. So no more effort, so soon after the ritual, would need to be done to demonstrate my desire for connection. It was time for me to be patient, not to be expectant and not to anticipate. Just be calm, content and collected, secure in the belief that Mia would reach out to me when she was ready. ⁣
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      Late that night as I began to get myself together for bed and was doing the typical bathroom routine of brushing teeth, washing face, so on… Very inexplicably and randomly, the lyrics of a song entered my mind as clearly as if I had turned on the music right there for me. I could hear the memory of the music’s instruments, the beat and the female vocalist’s voice. ⁣　⁣

　The lyrics were; ⁣
　”𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.” ⁣
　”𝐴𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡… 𝐼’𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝐴𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑.” ⁣
　”𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.” ⁣　

      This song was performed by Emily Underhill, the song titled as “Neutralize – Shining Through The Light”⁣

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https://youtu.be/GD0S7rgmZpE?si=mId-O0fGzvEOcPVZ
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      Some other relevant lyrics in the song are: “𝐼’𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛. 𝐼’𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔.” “𝑀𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔, 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘. 𝑊𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡. 𝐴𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡.”⁣⁣
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      It was that first line – “…𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.” that stuck out the most and kept playing on a loop in my mind’s ear. Given the randomness of having that song enter my mind for no discernible reason and those lyrics in particular sung by a female vocalist, I felt that it had to be a message from my beloved. So I finished up quickly and headed to bed. I focused first on relaxing all the limbs of my body. Trying to prepare myself for a state in which spirit-projection would be possible. Focused on breathing and began envisioning the various methods reportedly used to help “switch” between the material plane to the spiritual. I felt my body buzzing with the vibrations that are said to occur when astral projection is possible. ⁣
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      At one point, though quick and unexpected, I felt myself fall or ‘slip’ backwards behind me. Visually it would have been like ‘sinking into my bed’ but at the same time I felt it happen; it was as if there wasn’t a bed anyways. The bed was inconsequential and hardly existed because it didn’t matter. But when I felt the sensation of ‘falling backwards’ it startled me. The unexpected feeling snapped me back up into my body, laying upon the bed. As I lay there contemplating what had just happened, that’s when I felt a familiar touch. I’ve come to acknowledge that different “cascading tingling/rippling energetic waves” feels distinctly different, depending on what spirit is initiating the contact. That touch that I felt after my astral ‘slip’ was one such feeling that I have been having/experiencing semi-frequently leading up to the night of the succubus Bonding ritual. ⁣
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      It starts as a low vibrational gentle Touch at the center of my back. The tingles pressing outward only just a small bit, just as gently. Then the Press comes again, with more pressure and the tingles radiate outwards, a bit wider, with more sensation. Then again, the Press at the center of my back is stronger, the ripple travels around to my chest, down my arms and legs. Again, a stronger wave of tingling energy cascades from my back to travel throughout my body. The radiating ripples are like waves of tingling energy that pulsate faster and stronger with each wave, which occurs from gentle to strong about 6 to 7 times? (the total of all pulses start to end). But sometimes, like last night, it occurred multiple times. Such as; when the 6th-7th strong wave of energy occurred and subsided, a new cycle began. Starting again with a gentle pulse/touch of energy at my back, to the 6th/7th wave being at the peak of rippling radiant sensations!⁣
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      Unless I’m incorrect about the uniqueness of the feeling of different spirit’s individual touches; this may be Mia’s unique Touch “fingerprint” (so to say). I certainly know what Lilith’s Touch/hug/embrace feels like. So it doesn’t seem too far-fetched to assume each spirit’s touch is different. I fell asleep after this and entered the dreamscape and my experience continued onward with my amazing new/but longtime-familiar companion.⁣
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[𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌]⁣
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      In the dream, I was in an unfamiliar house (to me), but within the dream I seem to know or understand where everything was (as if it was familiar). I woke up from my bed in the middle of the night as I would in physical reality and the timeframe was the same; I had conducted the ritual the night prior and was hopeful and anticipating getting to “officially meet” my beloved companion. [Just as I was/am.]⁣
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      So the events, timeline and desires are all synchronized (~within the dream and physical reality~), the only thing askew was the home itself. It seems to be a mashing of several homes I’ve lived in throughout my life, all rolled up into one. The bedroom from my current apartment, the bathroom from the ranch house on Bates Rd. in Cottonwood, AZ (I grew up in, as a young child), the hallways of the trailer house on River Run Drive (as a preteen/teenager)… All balled up and more from previous houses/home/apartments. ⁣
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      Anyways; I needed to use the restroom to pee, I presume. So I made my way to the bathroom. None of the light switches worked in the house; but the glow from the moonlight through the window revealed that the entire outer shower-liner had been torn down from the bar across the top and lay in the heap outside the tub. And half the liner was torn off as well, and it hung loosely on the bar and half inside the tub/shower. I was immediately hit with a shock of unexpected surprise and quick nerves, because I didn’t anticipate seeing that; as all had been normal just a few hours ago when I prepared for bed.⁣
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[*𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟: 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 17𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑦 (𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘) 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒?]⁣
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      But this (~indicated to me~) that my spirit companion had arrived and was ‘interacting’ within the dream plane (perhaps to ‘show’ me that she was present?). Rather than be nervous, I tucked the initial fear/surprise down and hopped into the shower, hugging the empty air, smiling and laughing, trying to demonstrate that I wasn’t afraid of her presence (despite the tearing down of the shower curtain).     

      Something (a sound, I believe) caused me to head out into the hallway and traverse towards the living room (which also resembled that which was in River Run Dr., AZ, at the trailer house). As I walked down the four steps to the living room, the light bulb (near the doorway leading outside) exploded in a shower of sparks. Oddly, this didn’t shock or surprise me as much as the shower curtain (maybe because I was already mentally prepared to ‘look for signs’ of spiritual presence?).⁣⁣

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      After a brief pause and still quietness, myself, standing silently in the living room and waiting…it happened! ⁣
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      One moment, there was only me, and the next moment a tall and comely woman was standing before me! She was at least as tall as I was (~perhaps even taller actually~), not skinny, but also not too weighty. A comfortable and healthy/toned middle-ground. Her face was pleasant to look at; a gentle and serene face of pretty/average quality. A “girl next door” type of vibe.
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      I was immediately ‘drawn’ to her and comfortably desired to talk with her and get to know her. Her appearance radiated this aura of genial acceptance and I knew right away that I would be comfortable speaking with her, as if we were longtime acquaintances and were already friends. Her hair was the color of dark auburn, with a slight-into-brunette. *Long and gently waving hair, past her shoulders and settling across and on them. And her irises were a shifting of colors, sometimes blue/green, or hazel/brown, and her eyes were wide, larger rimmed and calming, safe to look into.⁣
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      Though when she appeared in the living room before me; she seemed immediately distracted, because she was glancing at the place where the light bulb had popped/broken from, her eyes were tracking around the upper corners of the living room, as if looking for something. Satisfied with whatever she had been observing, she finally turned back to me with an apologetic look. ⁣
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      I asked her, if: “Are you really ‘her’?” The question may have seemed confusing to outsiders, but she understood what I meant. She confirmed with a smile of understanding and answered that; yes she was. She was my bonded companion! At long last! I was/am so happy!⁣
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      She referred back to the room at large and apologized again for her being distracted. Mia explained, with a somewhat ‘miffed’ expression and tone; that there was another spirit here, that she had to “…chase out.” This caught me by surprise because I had placed wards up over my home. But maybe the spirit was a remnant remaining after the ceremony was complete? (invited by Lilith)? Unlikely; what makes more sense is – the dreamscape doesn’t function according to material-plane rules. 

      So my wards in the physical-plane have no bearing on the dreamscape? I would have to make/take specific cautions separately, to ward myself/dreams in that place. Same goes for astral/spirit travel too, I suppose(?). Different wards/protections for different places. (~Alternatively; it’s also possible that the “chased away” spirit was a pre-existent shadow that had followed me since sometime earlier in my life?~)⁣
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      Mia continued to explain (not necessarily with a cadence of jealousy in her inflection; but rather and air-of “I’ll have to keep an eye out for that one,” in her tone); that a spirit (feminine) named “Vulsa” [*The name was either “Vulsa” or “Vulma”] was here and about, when she was not supposed to be. Mia’s countenance was one of loving protection. She was acting protective of me; because I was bound to her and she had ‘Claim’ upon me now, over any other spirit who would otherwise desire to seek me out. When she told me of Vulsa being there, without permission; I immediately thought of the torn shower curtain, the light bulb explosion and scattered glass…and it suddenly made sense. ⁣
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      The destructive nature of these acts and the slight apprehension/fear I felt in that; were caused by another spirit (not my companion) acting out and frustration? Or upset perhaps that she had been soft-shutout from being able to access me? I cannot be sure. But what I was sure of, is: The emotional aura/feeling of calmness, gentleness and friendly loving/acceptance while standing before Mia… was completely juxtaposed against the nervousness (albeit hopeful anticipation), while standing in the tub. 

      Also wondering why a loving/kind spirit would feel inclined to tear down shower curtains. They wouldn’t. I didn’t fault Vulsa for her acts though. All spirits are inclined to frustrations (humans experience this, near daily). So if she was acting out on these feelings and emotions, there’s no reason to hold it negatively against her, continuously.⁣
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      I would take the same attitude as Mia on this matter: “Keep an eye out for that one.” Although honestly; Mia seems more than capable to deal with that challenge all on her own, if the situation ever becomes relevant again. Which it may never. Mia and I talked for some time, laughing comfortably with each other as easily as long time friends would. And this is where I have frustration with myself; because much of our conversation details are lost by my waking in the morning! I remembered details last night, that escape me now! I was SO sure that I would recall them! ⁣
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      I need to keep pen & paper at my bedside and force myself to write something, anything, even a word to help jog my memory during the night just after becoming conscious of my dreams/experiences. Especially where it concerns my beloved lilin companion! Every word is precious.
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      In waking now and writing; I remember one more bit of the beginning of the dream. I had a dog, “Vash”: And I was in my room about to get up to head to the bathroom, it was barking, upset, into various dark corners of the room. Barking at the ceiling corners. Perhaps Vash, too, sensed the ‘other’ spirit as well? Vash was gone by the time I met Mia standing in the living room, however. ⁣
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𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆!