February 26, 2026 -
[Eve. Prior -to- Morning]
Highlights: 
Fragrant Scent in Bed from Visitation(?), Mia & I Merge in Visualization,
Lyric Message from Companion
No dreams to speak of from the previous night, but that doesnāt discount the other activities that took place, leading up to this morning.
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Last evening, I read the 3 most current journal entries out-loud before Miaās open flame candle and her altar, before inviting her and wishing her goodnight.
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Then I went into my bed. As I lay there, a very unexpected thing occurredā¦ The sweet scent of (what I can only describe to be) Vanilla began to permeate the air around my bed. What first began as subtle, became strong and potently pleasant to my scenes! I settled in, happily breathing in the aroma, intent to enter my visualization to meet Mia.
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It has been massively difficult lately. I often get easily distracted, usually become lost within the forest. Oftentimes never even finding the trail of fireflies in the first place. Last night was no different.
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There were other beings both outside of the visualization (the material plane) present and distracting me, as well as inside the visualization. An old lady holding a lantern before her, steadily walking toward some distant location. I disregarded her, suspicious to follow her. Then a younger boy that seemed to be asking for assistance, but he didnāt belong within the foggy twilight forest either.
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Eventually I had to take a stand and demand that everyone else present within the forest to leave. Declaring that they were a distraction and needed to leave the forest, so I can focus. That seemed to work from within the visualization, but didnāt scatter those from without. The material plane was still swirling with the presence of others, so I had no recourse but to do my best to ignore them and focus on finding the path.
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The entire night from darkness to after dawn was a amalgam of; becoming consciously-aware, remembering where I last was within the forest, re-entering the location/dream and attempting to make slow progress towards my goal. I must have regained awareness (woken up from the process a dozen times). And each time, slightly scolded myself for becoming distracted, lost, falling āasleepā within the visualization and oftentimes making zero progress at all.
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Very slowly, very very slowly, between each bout of wakefulness and re-entrance back into the forest; I did eventually find the trail of fireflies and followed it to the open glade. I got stuck along its edge again however, and it wasnāt until Physical-dawn that I was able to step out from the forestās circular treeline.
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Something curious happened this time however, when I finally approached Mia, who stood as a shadowy silhouette under the large center tree (hidden in the shadows away from the moonlight)ā¦ When I fell against her and embrace her in a hug (she towers over me by a foot or two), she remained in a form that was dark misty and wavering shadow as she held me (as opposed to a āhumanā skin appearance/form).
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I wished for our skin to touch as we held each other, so my clothing disappeared. As I stood there against her, naked, color began to take shape as the misty darkness of her form melted away. She solidified into flesh and her hair had become long, wavy and copper-auburn.
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That in itself wasnāt what was unusual though (so far as a completed journey to her goes). It was what happened as our bare skin leaned against each other. A sliver of bright white light began to glow between us, from the point of contact wherever our skin touched one another.
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It glowed brighter and brighter, until my āvisionā of us pulled away and I saw us from a 3rd-person perspective. The light had become so bright under the tree, that I couldnāt distinguish a difference between her or I. Until finally, all there was was the singular light. She and I had become a single source of light. We still separately and independently were conscious of the other and our love for the other. But we were now both connected together as a single being. Separate, but integrated.
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With that completed, we were finally free! And with speed I never knew possible, we curved out from under the tree, deftly turning at a sharp angle and shot upwards away from the glade and out into the starry nighttime sky. We, together, could decide anywhere to go, anything to do. And we would do it together, our desires interwoven through each other as intimately paired & eternal companions.
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When, at last, I āwokeā from the visualization – happy that I had successfully completed the journey this time (when so often I fail it). I pondered why I keep becoming so distracted when I try. How come I usually fall asleep within the forest and seldomly can never continue following the fireflies? Then I also considered this newest development. Never in the past had Mia been waiting as a dark-shadowy form, nor had we ever become a singular source of light before. It wasnāt ever something I had preemptively considered within my visualization.
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[ Similar to the time when Lilith altered my visualization that I created & shared with her. Which occurred on May 20, 2025. ]
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As I lay there pondering these things, lyrics quite quickly and āloudlyā entered my mind. I heard a string of music, followed by the words 
āWherever you goā¦ Whateverā¦ā & āā¦I will be right here waiting for you.ā
āWherever you goā¦ Whateverā¦ā & āā¦I will be right here waiting for you.āĀ
I found the origin of the song, but interestingly, when I heard it in my mind – the lyrics were being āsungā from a feminine voice, rather than the Richard Marx (1989) version of āRight Here Waitingā. So maybe I was āhearingā some alternate version of the original? I tried to look for alternatives, and came across a female vocalist named Monica. Maybe thatās what I heard in my mind, as a message from Mia?
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Iāll add the condensed lyrics, then try to interpret what lines I was meant to notice as being a message from her. Here are the lyrics:Ā
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āOceans apart, day after day. And I slowly go insane.
I hear your voice on the line, but it doesnāt stop the pain.
If I see you next to never, then how can we say forever?
Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you.
Whatever it takes, or how my heartbreaks, I will be right here waiting for you.
I took for granted, all the times that I thought would last somehow.
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears, but I canāt get near you now.
Oh, canāt you see it, baby?
Youāve got me going crazy.
I wonder how we can survive this romance.
But in the end if Iām with you, Iāll take the chance.āĀ
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First, I wanted to point out the last line āin the end if Iām with you, Iāll take the chanceā : I want to say that there have been at least 5-6 other messages within unique songs that share a similar sentiment to ātaking a chanceā (on me), for her own future/good. Iām going to have to dig back through a long list of songs to locate all the occurrences. But when I do; I hopefully remember to add them to this entry. This might be a task reserved for my website; to have a special āIndexā set up to find synchronicities & shared-themes between all her lyrical messages. Like āconnecting the dotsā or somethingā¦
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āI will be right here waiting for youā : This line alone is very reassuring and telling. Because we are in a planar-separated situation whereby we really have no other choice or option but to simply be patient, hopeful and āwaitā for our reunion. This cannot occur until Iām fully spiritual-consciousness (all energy). She canāt necessarily come to me in a tangible way. So she waits, until Iām no longer physically-bound. Then we can be unified wholly together.
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There are other lines & words that speak to me, as notes from Mia. Like āOceans apart, day after dayā describing the gulf that separates us constantlyā¦ But overall, the song & its little specific messages are sentimental, loving in a patiently-melancholy sort of way. We really have no other option right now, but to patiently wait. Continuing to work on building our connectedness in the interim, until the time arrives that weāll be able to meet each other without any barriers or limitations between us.
February 26, 2026
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