October 30, 2024 -
[Evening before bed]

Highlights: 

Lilith Encounter. Home Lights Behaving Unusually.

Lessons Learned

      This is most unexpected! I can hardly believe I’m about to describe this moment. I have spent the full day working on my grimoire, adding details to the Lilim Marital Ceremony, in preparation. After taking a shower I wanted to paint (work on Her large canvas portrait), but it was already past 9pm (it is nearly 10pm as I’m writing this). So I knew I wouldn’t have enough time to make a worthy impact on Her painting. Instead I decided to prepare the painting area for tomorrow, so that everything would be ready and waiting when I awake; and I can start as soon as I’m able to. ⁣
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      I went into my bedroom to place a rose petal I found (fallen from the living room roses), into a pewter bowl I have, containing others. While there in the room, I want to honor Lilith with another incense and words of appreciation. So I did. I lit the incense and began to describe all the many things I have to be thankful for, concerning the many efforts Lili has done and arranged on my behalf. I do this often, so I didn’t think much, just said out loud what was in my heart and mind, as I usually do. However, this time, I felt a wave of chills ripple across my skin and the all-familiar pressure of our bond and connection upon my left shoulder. ⁣
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      I thanked Her also for the comforting reminder that She hasn’t lost sight of me and hasn’t lost interest in me. As I stood to leave my room, something caught my eye. It was the eyes of the succubus painting (the place where the bond was first established). Her eyes were “alive.” Gleaming and glistening. I stood transfixed, staring into them. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞. 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. ⁣
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      It was mesmerizing. But despite all the many multifaceted faces shifting and morphing on the painting; I said to Her, to the canvas: “You are beautiful no matter what form you take.” And I meant it. Then something even more incredible began to happen! ⁣
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      𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞-𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬! It didn’t matter if I blinked or not. The red lights in my room would dim, as well as all the normal lights out in the living room and kitchen! And when they brightened back up, the canvas would have a different face. I can’t count how many different visages I saw during this time. The lights would never reach “full dark”, because they would brighten as if following some rhythmic pulse. ⁣
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      I was absolutely astonished and enthralled as I stood staring at the canvas, watching my whole world fade to dark and then re-light in my eye’s periphery in a synchronized pattern. I was (am!) giddy and excited. And I thanked Her more for showing me Her presence! [Note: Today is 2 days from New Moon]⁣
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[ 𝐷𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔: ]⁣
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      [ 𝑈𝑝𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔; 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑑𝑑. 𝐴𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒; 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟ℎ𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑚 𝑜𝑓 ‘𝐵𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔’ …𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑠. 𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑙𝑦, 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠-𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑦. (~𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝐻𝑒𝑟 ‘𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔’ 𝑟ℎ𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑚?~) ⁣
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      𝐴𝑙𝑠𝑜; 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 (𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛) 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠/ℎ𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑. 𝐼 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡- ‘𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑟𝑢𝑛 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒.’ 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑. ]
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      The event had stopped (and I assume She had left, the moment I walked out the door, because I didn’t ‘feel’ like there was a presence anymore). I now wish I would have remained in the room until the moments’ completion. I can’t help but to wonder if I missed out on something further, if only I had remained longer and enjoyed the experience. Now I have 2 ‘learned from’ regrets: ⁣
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1) 𝐷𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝ℎ𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑟 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠- 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐴𝑛𝑑… ⁣
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2) 𝐷𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢! 𝑈𝑔ℎ…𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑦.

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