Once upon a time there was a boy and girl. They lived among the planets and all the stars in a beautiful sea of light. They were soul mates, best friends, lovers, kindred spirits. They vowed to be together until the end of time to experience many lifetimes together, to show up in each others lives at the perfect time and way to remind each other who they truly are, magnificent beings of love and light, each one complete and beautiful, powerful and whole.  Each of them would choose to learn very difficult lessons in life. Lessons that would shape and mold them. Lessons that could potentially close off their hearts and their souls because the pain they would cause could be astronomical. But they chose these life lessons because they knew the blessings they would gain, the growth they would obtain from them would make them even more powerful and wise. They lovingly and knowingly crafted each and every life lesson together, holding each others hands as they placed each lesson together side by side.

The boy came first. Into this life. His childhood was mean and rough and not what he deserved with his beautiful tender soul. Somehow, he pushed through it. Keeping those tender, beautiful parts of him hidden, hardening himself where he needed to, he protected his soul and fed his mind with knowledge, his heart always searching for the answers he would seek. Bruised, but not broken. The girl watched from a far, sending her light and her love aching for his journey, but knowing it was his own.

The girl came next. Her wild spirt would not be broken. No matter how many tried to steal it from her, she sealed away her her heart and hid from herself and the world for a while until she slowly started to awaken and remember. She remembered some of her promises she made. Some of the other souls she had promised to help. She started to open up to all that is and began to embrace the journey she had made and who she was becoming.

Then, when stars aligned and the moon was full just like it was supposed to be, the boy and the girl met. It was a collision of epic and cosmic proportions, the angels and spirits cheered and laughed as they watched from above. The beauty of it all; is that sometimes, answers come before questions. That healing begins with illness, and that you cant have a dream come true without a time when it hasn’t.