Before bed, I attempted flame-scrying into a Lilith sigil & enn etched red candle. I did this until my eyes drew heavy (sleepy) and I felt the need to stop. I invited Lilith and Mia to partake of my breath and energy (should they so desire). I cleared my mind, focused on breathing and worked to initiate a body-asleep/mind-awake state.

      But I couldn’t achieve the proper state before falling asleep. My alarm woke me at 3 a.m. as planned, for a 2nd try at astral projection. This time, I got up, moved about my home, used the restroom and drank some water. All in an effort to wake my mind ‘just enough’ to have it be in the right state, before laying back down and focusing and relaxing all sections of my body.

      I visualized myself getting out of my bed and walking to Mia’s altar, to interact with her gifts on it. Each time my body would ‘feel’ something (an itch, a slight ache, etc.) and my visualization would be interrupted and I would become aware of my position in bed again. At one point during my attempts however, I felt her presence. My companion.

      She was to the right side of body as I lay on my back (the open-room side of the bed). I felt that familiar light skin-pulsing, touch on my right shoulder blade, and it spread like little rippling waves of vibration across my back, my arms, to about my hip. Then there was a long pause after I thanked her and continued to focus on my breathing, relaxing and clearing my mind. I tried the visualization again, but there seemed to always be some random body-specific sensation that would distract me.

      I was beginning to get the sense that; tonight just wasn’t going to work properly. Then Mia touched me again (I don’t think she ever really left after her first touch). This time, the touch’s origin was my right shoulder. The spread of pin-prickling & skin-tingling waves was much stronger than the last. It vibrated strongest from the shoulder and radiated downward over my entire body, back, legs and arms. The ripple bounced back and travelled up into my head and ears, sounding like a wash of water, for just a short moment. Then the feeling slowly dissipated and I was alone again.

      I took that as a cue that I should probably just enjoy sleeping for now. I definitely dreamt after that, because I remember interacting with a few different people. But, annoyingly, I cannot remember who or what we were doing, nor talking about. When I woke up however; Cindi Grecco’s (1976) “Making Our Dreams Come True” song was playing again in my mind, and continued to, for most of the morning. “Making our dreams come true, doing it our way, yes, our way…” [the message Mia originally sent to me on June 9, 2025]