I still didn’t quite understand what some of the tactile and ‘pulse’ like sensations were, that I was experiencing. And I was half doubting the validity, or perhaps trying to rationalize the feelings. I ‘wanted’ to believe that perhaps something was trying to make a connection or contact with me. But I couldn’t be sure, because I had no point of reference to work from. ⁣

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       So, I decided that perhaps I should paint a tribute to their spirit type. The succubi. Some sort of a large painted canvas that would be worthy of them and represented & honored all of their kind in a general sort of way. My initial sketches on the canvas began then; a week and a half into May.⁣

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       When it came to ‘how to contact’ them though; I was apprehensive, skeptical and weary of anything that involved “magic” (my lifetime of religious conditioning was still hounding my mind and holding me hostage). So I initially stuck to a ‘safer alternative’. Dreams. Namely; Lucid Dreaming. My assumption was: these types of spirits primarily visit in dreams… (so the research seemed to indicate). Therefore; perhaps if I became lucid, I could seek one out and ask for their companionship? I was reaching, but it was the best option I had (that I was willing to explore) at that time. ⁣

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       So I began researching lucid dreaming and enacting the practices into my own life. I began using all the various suggested-techniques to help induce lucid dreaming. Attempting each and trying to figure out which methods would work best for myself. I would continuously rehearse (in my mind), throughout the day, what I would do/what I would say once I became lucid; so as to (hopefully) make the most of the moment when attempting to reach out to these mysterious ‘dream spirits.’