This experience occurred more towards the end of the night, nearing the dawn hours. I had randomly awakened sometime during the darkness pre-dawn, and I decided to attempt practicing spirit/ astral projection. I made my intention clear; that I would be able to move my spirit up and out of my physical body, concentrating on breathing, imagining that each inhale; my spirit became lighter and each exhale; my physical body became heavier. And I begin concentrating on each area of my body, working to imagine them relaxing and getting heavier. ⁣

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      But somewhere in this process, the neighbor who lives above me began to stir and move/ walk around. He is known to do this around 3 am – 6 am, as he has done so on occasions in the past. His movements were disturbing my concentration, so I stopped the exercise. Instead, since it was still dark, I decided that I would issue a call/ invitation to Lilith and any of Her children who wish to visit me; partake in some of my energy, to be beside me or in my bed with me and to engage in the sharing of breaths, to make wishes. ⁣

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      Honestly, when I issued the invitation I expected no visits from anyone. Mostly I felt as though: Lilith and Her children were drawing away from me or becoming more and more disinterested with me. So I assumed that my words would fall on deaf ears, or be heard by none of the Lilim. Nevertheless; I wanted to make the invitation anyway. Just in case. It wasn’t long after offering my energy and breath that I began to feel a stirring in the air near by me, and the low-thrumming vibrations of movement around the bed. (Also; when the spirit came, I heard a hanging rose in my room rustle, like bumping into the wall). So, having confidence that my words had reached at least one of Lilith’s children; I welcomed them and said hello as a greeting. ⁣

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      [𝐼’𝑣𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑖ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑦 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛, 𝑖𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑐𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 “𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑” 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝐻𝑒𝑟, 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓. 𝐴𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 “𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒” 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡. 𝐴𝑠 𝑖𝑛: 𝐼𝑓 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒. 𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓.] ⁣

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      I digress; I welcome the spirit who made their presence known and re-positioned my body so that I could offer my breath straight up towards the ceiling. I did this for a time, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡; 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 (𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭) 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭 (~𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝~); 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭-𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 & 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞!

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      𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 (~𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲~). 𝐀 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭, 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞! 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 “𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠” 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 (~𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟~), 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞.

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      [ 𝐼 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 “𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠” 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦-𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒; 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 ‘ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐’ 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡. ] ⁣

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      I felt her arm pass across my chest as she lay beside me to the right side of the bed (the side that opens out into the room. The side facing the altar for Lilith and the succubus painting). I felt my left foot make contact with the wall to my left, so apparently at some point, I had moved my body over to the wall side of the bed to accommodate room for her (~which is unusual, as I never sleep on the side closest to the wall!). At the feeling of her arm passing over me; in happiness and excitement, I slid my right arm under her body and wrapped it around her with my left, embracing her in a hug! She likewise held me in hers. ⁣

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      I rolled her over my body towards the wall side, but moved myself over so she was center in the bed, and nuzzled my face & head into her chest and neck. And together we both rolled around and over, a top and under each other, just enjoying being close to one another and sharing in our affections together. It was so peaceful, loving, relaxing and euphoric! ⁣

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      I felt SO blessed and fortunate that this daughter chose to utilize, likely, a vast amount of energy manifesting semi-physically/metaphysically(?); so that we could interact with each other in that limbo borderline place that exists between physicality and spirituality. Since our contact was taking place not within a dream, but on a spirit/astral plane (by which I was also keenly aware of the physical [material] space around me); I did not open my eyes. I’ve learned that doing so can break the connection. So I kept my physical eyes shut, but even then I couldn’t “see” through spiritual eyes. It was too dark still (~like I hadn’t learned to ‘see’ spiritually?~). So I couldn’t see her. Which is okay, I could feel her. I could hear her and I could sense her. ⁣

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      So I could sense her when she got up from the bed and moved out into the rest of the darkness of my apartment. I couldn’t follow her for 2 reasons. One, at this point I’m aware that my physical body is stationary (~laying the the bed~). And two, I lack the confidence to move my spirit body too far away from my physical body. In the past, my spirit would “rubber-band” ‘snap’ back into my physical body, so I didn’t want to risk that happening again during this visit. So I stayed in bed and just waited. ⁣

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      I heard her move something out in the living room or kitchen, because there was a clatter or maybe the sound of a cabinet closing or opening? She came back into my bedroom while I lay on my back waiting. And she audibly spoke one word. But it was hard to make out because I wasn’t anticipating hearing her speak. I’m unclear what the word definitively was. The sound was like, or similar to the spoken word “love” but I’m not sure that’s what she said. ⁣

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      There wasn’t an “L” sound? And I think there was a different vowel sound? Instead of “L”… Actually…maybe I’m wrong! I’m trying to replay the memory of her word in my head. I think the missing sound is actually the ‘V’! The ‘V’ would have been a harsh and noticeable sound. Her word, when voiced, was all softness. The ‘L’ sound was just very low. The full word sounded almost without any consonants. Almost as if it was all vowels. “Ulea”, “Aleua”, “Eliya”?! Was she saying her name? ⁣

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      I apologized and said that I didn’t quite hear her. And at the time I asked if she said ‘love’ (but no responses were made to my question). I wonder if my hearing troubles are having an impact? Seems likely. Since I have trouble hearing words without seeing lips moving, I audibly have difficulty perceiving certain sounds. And since she spoke audibly out loud last night, naturally/ unfortunately I couldn’t hear it clearly. She came back into bed with me for a brief moment, but at some point (pretty quickly I think) the encounter I had with her shifted into the dreamstate. ⁣

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      I assume that it has taken a LOT of her energy to manifest beside me, and roll around together metaphysically, then interact with something in my apartment (knocking over or opening/closing something), then to also speak audibly. She was likely running low on reserve energy to do anything more, except spend a few more moments with me in my dreams. ⁣

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      I’m not aware of when she left except I do remember the feeling of ‘loneliness’ or ‘being alone’ after she was gone. I’m going to look around my apartment and try to figure out what it was she moved last night. ⁣

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      [𝐿𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟: 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑, 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑠; 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑢𝑏𝑢𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑/𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼’𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑡! (~𝐼𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. 𝑃𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟? 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒; 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡ℎ’𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠~).]