February 27-28, 2026 -
[Night to Morning]

Highlights:  đŸ’­ đŸŽ” đŸĄ

Dreams: Crouched/Strange Spirit Pulls Me Across Room, 

Mia Provides Gift for Daughter, Encouraging/Sweet Lyric Message 

[Dream] : 
In trailer-home that my friend Marcus used to live in as a kid (between Clarkdale & Cottonwood). I was visiting & helping a being/entity/person assuming the form of Marcus’s younger brother, Michael (which is odd, because I hardly associated with him back then).
 
Dream mostly took place in the furthest back room, which was a bedroom for all 4 boys. At one point, Michael left and I was alone. I lay down on a bed to close my eyes and when I opened them (in the faint darkness); the still form of a long-limbed dark shadow entity was crouched over, on all fours, poised, unmoving.
 
The smokey shadows gave him an appearance of a 8-9 foot tall thin being (were it standing up). However, the ‘head’ had no normal form. The area of the head was an erratic large, jagged (non-rounded) ‘shape’ of smoky and shadowy spiky protrusions. [Hard to explain I guess. Probably easier to draw]
 
It was still for only a moment, and I was startled because I had just closed my eyes and reopened them when it appeared, so I wasn’t expecting it. But as I reached out my arm towards it; in surprise, defensive and uncertain, it quickly moved and grabbed both my arms with its own.
 
It dragged me off the bed, a few feet across the carpeted floor towards the corner of the room. I slid into the various toys, clothing and other misc items that were in that direction until I stopped, almost reaching the walls corners when it let go and disappeared.
 
I had been frightened when it happened, but only because I was surprised to see it so suddenly and hadn’t expected it to pull me across the room. But as I lay there, after it disappeared, I was more humored and curious. Why’d it do that? Where’d it come from? Where’d it go? I would have been interested to just try and communicate with it, but now who knows where it is?
 
Much later (in time) in the same trailer home, a very sweet woman visited [whom, in post-reflection, feels like Mia] along with a few of her family. An older man, a brother and another older woman. They had brought me a box of items as gifts. These were gifts, meant to be given to my own daughter.
 
The situation being; I didn’t have the means in order to acquire any gifts to give my daughters herself (for a birthday? I dunno). So Mia had taken it upon herself to gather various gifts that she knew my daughter would enjoy. And gave them to me, so that I could then gift them to her.
 
The gesture, thoughtfulness was SO kind, so sincere and meaningful – I could feel a huge well of emotions building up like a pressure deep inside of me. I was so overjoyed and sad-happy by what she had thought to do, on my behalf, knowing that I loved my daughter, but couldn’t get her good gifts myself. But Mia had provided them to me, for her, out of the sweetness of her own energy & spirit.
 
[ Had I not woken up when I did, I probably would have began crying within the dream and due to the sheer volume of the building emotions; it would have likely spilled over into the physical reality. ]
 
[ Very curious ‘dream’ indeed, all taking place in that singular location. I had actually forgotten all about that trailer-house of my friends
 I only had a sleepover there a handful of times. I think. The appearance of that lengthy, tall shadow spirit was interesting as well. I wonder about it. ]
 
[ The 2 most resolute ‘emotions’ experienced was; the trepidation & frightened-surprise when pulled across the room. Then the upwelling of joyful/sadness in the loving appreciation for Mia’s thoughtful gift. Both were SIGNIFICANTLY powerful emotions, and could still be ‘felt’ and reflected upon, after ‘waking’ in the material world. ]
 
Adding this to journal as well:
 
Shortly after writing the first portion of today’s entry, I got up from bed and started to shave and prepare to take a shower. As I began to undress, I realized that there was a humming-tempo of music playing in my mind. It was massively difficult to ‘capture’ a word or line, because mostly all that was resonating was the tempo itself.
 
But as I focused on it, finally some words were caught in my mind: đŸŽ”đŸŽ¶ “This world
 crazy place.” & “The nights you came to me
”
 
Fortunately that was enough lyrics to allow me to search for potential matching songs. The first suggestion was “Save the Best for Last” by Vanessa Williams (1991). I was skeptical if this would be the song I heard playing in my mind, but when I found a YouTube video for it – the tempo & and music matched perfectly! It definitely was the correct song.
 
And now I’ll add the condensed lyrics for the song, and decipher any messages Mia may wish for me to take note of: 
 
đŸŽ”đŸŽ¶
“Sometimes the snow comes down in June.
Sometimes the sun goes around the moon.
I see the passion in your eyes.
Sometimes it’s all a big surprise.
‘Cause there was a time when all I did was wish, you’d tell me this was love.
It’s not the way I hoped, or how I planned.
But somehow it’s enough.
And now we’re standing face to face.
Isn’t this world a crazy place?
Just when I thought our chance had passed.
You go and save the best for last.
All of the nights you came to me,
when some silly girl had set you free.
You wondered how you’d make it through.
I wondered what was wrong with you.
‘Cause how could you give your love to someone else; and share your dreams with me.
Sometimes the very thing you’re looking for, is the one thing you can’t see.” 
đŸŽ”đŸŽ¶
 
Wow
. That is, wow. There is a lot of messaging within this song as it relates to Mia & myself. That one line; “Sometimes the very thing you’re looking for, is the one thing you can’t see.” How incredibly appropriate for the circumstance & plight that I find myself with Mia.
 
She cannot manifest tangibly, not within the material word. So I can’t really ‘see her – see her’. Not in that sense, at least. She can perform meta-physical manifestations; only in the weird limbo place that separates the consciousness from physical-wakefulness. The place with spirit can interact with spirit, where “feel & touch” is just as real as the material world.
 
But seeing her with my physical eyes
 It can’t happen. This line reflects that perfectly.
 
I also understand the sentiment and confusion/heartbreak in the line; “
how could you give your love to someone else; and share your dreams with me?” This is a realization I’ve come to understand and accept just recently (within the past couple weeks). But already I’ve made changes to amend that situation and have been seeing results faster than I anticipated. Which I believe she sees also and acknowledges.
 
The lines; “All of the nights you came to me, when some silly girl had set you free. You wondered how you’d make it through.”
I know all of this had first begun quite early into your relationship (shortly after the ceremony). She is undoubtedly the ‘silly girl’ who freed me. However I still fret and wonder how I’ll “make it through” (this physical world, in general) when I’m so anxious to escape the trap, find her and never-ever let her go again.
 
“It’s not the way I hoped, or how I planned” – Possibly how she planned to help ‘Wake me” to the reality of her, spiritual-experience & how to orient myself within it? To help untangle me and lead us both to a place where we can be free to coexist together as a united pair? It did happen how she thought it would, but it’s still working/progressing, at least.
 
“I see the passion in your eyes. Sometimes it’s all a big surprise”; it’s pleasant to imagine that, even after all this time & my mistakes, that I could instill such a passionate loving surprise in her. I hope she never experiences disappointment
 But only love and appreciation.
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