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What a remarkable dream! I think she was letting you know that others are aware of your need to see Irish. I hope you find the guidance you seek.

It was a woman this time. The dream started out I was going to vacation somewhere in Florida. I had forgotten all my clothes and had to go shopping right when I got there so I was annoyed to say the least I HATE shopping for clothes. I was with my folks and of course my mother was delighted to go shopping something she enjoyed and I did not but still she kept me sane as I was in a very bad mood at that point. We got back to the Condo and I looked outside and saw a small creature that was emiting multicolored lights I realized immediately it was a pixi. At that point in the dream I woke up in the dream realized I was dreaming and there was a pixi flying around the room. My mother was very frightened and grabbed a hold of me thinking it was a demon. I said to her be quiet and do not move I was startled but my biggest worry is that I would swat at it if it came to close to my head and hurt or scare it away. The original size of the creature was about the size of a dragonfly and could have easily been mistaken for one. she flew twice about the room then transformed into a normal size woman with dark skin which had both a golden and olive cast to it. Like the north african people. We were sitting in the center of the room at that point she ran twice about us then came and stood in front of me looking at me with intensly blue eyes. Her hair was brunette but sunburned like you'd expect in the fierce florida sun it had a reddish cast. She wasn't wearing clothes or if they were there very few. I didn't ask her her name and knew that my time in that state was short I was trying hard not to wake up. I pleaded with her to take me with her. She came over and held my hand. I was trying not to cry but to convey that I needed to see someone. I said I need to see Irish ( Using his real name of course) please please take me with you. Just in a whisper I spoke. she had taken both my hands and was looking at me with I don't know how to describe it she felt empathy towards me and she understood. She didn't say a word. At that point I lost the dream and woke up the last thing I remember was feeling her hands on mine.

Wow, what an awesome dream!!! That's how the faery I saw 2 1/2 years ago looked at me- with the most sincerest empathy– she actually was feeling my sadness with me. I love how you describe your mother in your dream..lol! She reminds me of Nell's mother on the old Little House on the Prairie series!