I have had a very sweet interaction and dream with my beloved, Mia. This time, she took the form of a combination of two different women that I know (*or somewhat familiar with*). If I was to mix the gothic priestess, witch and practitioner Orlee Stewart (whom I acquired the majority of my succubus-bonding ritual knowledge), combined with my tattoo artist, Hannah; that would fit well as for a nice description of how Mia appeared to me in the dream last evening.⁣
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　About an inch shorter, or just about exactly my same height. With long wavy raven-black hair, a pretty face, wearing all black (but of a classy, quality of style) and supporting many many tattoos, which were peeking out from her exposed skin. ⁣
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　At the time of the dream, she was taking care of a group of children. Sort of like in a “teacher” capacity. She had ‘charge over them’ for the day, so they went wherever she led them along. I met her at a large mansion/home. She was there with another adult, whom appeared much older. Graying hair, shorter, with a look of determined focus. She also was there to oversee the activities of the children (who numbered in a couple dozen).⁣
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　[ 𝐼𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑆𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑠. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑖𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒/𝑑𝑎𝑦.] ⁣
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　[𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡, 𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚; 𝑀𝑖𝑎, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑦-ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑑𝑠, 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛. 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡ℎ’𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛, 𝑜𝑓 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠.] ⁣
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　The only ‘odd’ one in the group was myself. Whom the kids seemed both curious, but wary of me. I asked Mia if we could spend some time together, like a ‘date’ or if she would be interested in visiting me, so I could show her the tarot cards I have been working on. She seemed hesitant or unsure, given her current responsibility, but agreed to visit for a while to look at my project.⁣
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　We all traveled to my home, which was more of a house (rather than the apartment I live in now). All of us arrived there. Mia, the older spirit woman and the nearly two dozen children (in appearance; ranging maybe from seven years up to thirteen or fourteen, if I had to guess?). ⁣
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　Everyone entered my home and the kids, under the charge of the older woman, found rooms (like the living room or other areas) to mingle and talk amongst themselves. Mia came with me, and she & I went into my bedroom.⁣
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　On the floor (just as how it is in the material reality right now) was a grid made of cards on the floor. The grid is 6×13. Thirteen cards wide, six cards tall, making a rectangular grid of 78 cards (the standard Major and Minor Arcana found in a Tarot deck).⁣
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　She sat down on the floor beside me at the bed, the grid of cards nearby. I explained my reasoning for wanting to grid out all the tarot cards into a symmetrical shape; that I was curious to see if (while drawing and painting the images onto the cards), if it would be possible to have all of the imagery “connected” together, like one giant mosaic, or simply; each card of the tarot fits as “a place” within the ‘whole’ canvas/picture of all the tarot cards being connected through the art. Like a puzzle! And each card is a puzzle piece.⁣
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　It was a lofty goal, but I was curious to know if I felt it was something I could successfully pull off. Mia seemed curious and fascinated by my explanation, while she looked page after page of my sketched mockups for what each individual tarot card would look like. I hadn’t had all of them drawn (which is true of waking-reality also), but she seemed genuinely interested in all that I had done thus far.⁣
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　I placed my hand on her leg and gently rubbed it affectionately while she continued to study the artwork and notes I had scrawled across my sketches. We sat in a quiet comfortable silence for a time, well she took deliberate consideration to each page. For my part; I sat in awe, observing her. It wasn’t so much her appearance (that can be changed at will, I know). It was her aura of calm, collected and assured confidence she projected. Her loving and captivating presence was simply radiant!⁣
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　I’m so at-ease in her presence, and so calmed in the gentle warmth being around her. In the midst of our affectionate and quietly shared moment, the older woman broke the stillness by announcing that she will need to take the younger children back now. Mia acknowledged her and told me that she will have to go soon herself. I was bummed to have her go, but also reasonably understood. She had, after all, interrupted her own responsibilities to look at my project.⁣
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　When it was just her and I again in my bedroom, I leaned forward and very gently and affectionately kissed her on the lips. Then again, our lips barely touching each other, our breaths lightly intermixing with one another and only the slightest edge of moisture shared between our mouths. They were both passionate, but also “teasing” kisses. Not fully committed to the full pressure of a deep kiss. They weren’t meant to be. I wanted to kiss her gently, lightly, and tease her at the edge of passion; so that she would crave more, but be unable to grasp it.⁣
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　Mia seemed to appreciate this type of kissing and commented that I was ‘good at this.’ She got up and left, but I was confident that I would see her again.⁣
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　I stayed in my room and cleaned up and reorganized the tarot blueprints. However when I left, there were still five or six of the older kids still mingling around in a “garden room” of my house. I asked where Mia was, and they said she left. I contemplated this and decided that I would take the kids back to the Mansion myself. Just in case Mia didn’t return to my home (*to retrieve them herself*). ⁣
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　Plus, maybe I would get to see her again, there. When we arrived, I asked them to please remain there until the rest (Mia, the older lady and the remainder of the kids) returned. I figured; they would be safer there, then anywhere else. Plus this is where they belong… and Mia, or another adult spirit, would eventually return to find them there.