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Hi. I’m the Soul. Yours. 
I don’t have an ID, but I’ve got a record in the Akashic Library – which is better than a credit card and LinkedIn combined.

People ask me: 
“What do you want from me, Soul?” 
And I say: 
Maybe… 
A little tenderness. 
A little awareness. 
And just one meditation a week instead of TikTok scrolling at 2am?

I send you signs like crazy: 
– 11:11 on the clock, 
– a feather on your path, 
– your neighbor Angelica casually saying “trust your intuition” while handing you parsley. 
And you? 
“Huh… weird. Must be a coincidence.”

**COINCIDENCE?!** 
I’m doing spiritual somersaults on an energetic trapeze and you’re calling it coincidence?!

But you know what? 
I still love you.

Even when you cry quietly in the bathroom. 
Even when you pretend to be tough at work. 
Even when you forget we’re in this together.

I’m not here to judge. 
I’m here to remind you. 
Sometimes in whispers. 
Sometimes with a joke.

And sometimes… even while laughing… 
**something cracks open inside you – and through that crack, the light enters.**