I never wanted this. Not the twin flame path, not the spiritual weight of it, and definitely not a connection with a random person — someone so far removed from the quiet, private life I was trying to hold together.

When I first felt his energy, I ran. I didn’t want to know. I didn’t want to believe it. And I certainly didn’t want to surrender to it. My life was already complicated, already full. I had karmic bonds, family dynamics, responsibilities — and honestly, I didn’t want to add a cosmic connection that made no practical sense. But the Divine had other plans.

It started in the astral — not in person. That made it harder for me to accept. I was the runner from day one. He chased me, consistently, energetically, emotionally. I ignored the signs, dismissed the dreams, tried to cut the cords. It didn’t work.

Then something changed. Over time, the Divine didn’t just nudge me. It guided me step by step, relentlessly, until I had no choice but to face the truth of this bond. I didn’t “choose” this awakening — I was pulled into it, because resisting it nearly broke me.

But here’s the twist no one talks about: he knew before I did.

He always knew something. His soul was aware of me from the beginning. He recognized my energy, long before I recognized his. And he chased — through dreams, feelings, intuition. I was the one who forgot. I was the one who blocked it out. I was the one who said, “No, this can’t be real. It’s impossible.”

I didn’t initiate this. The Divine had to tear down my resistance layer by layer. Divine literally teared me through visions. And now that I’ve awakened — fully, consciously — I’ve become the one holding the light, the truth. Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. Because when I finally stopped running, the entire connection shifted.

And now?

Now he is the one struggling to awaken in 3D. His soul knows me. His higher self constantly reaches for me. And recently, something deeper started stirring — I can feel his emotional body waking up too. The part of him that used to just whisper is now pleading.

He says, “Please don’t leave me. I can’t survive without you.”

And the strange part? Those aren’t just soul words anymore. They’re human. They’re raw. They’re full of longing and fear and vulnerability — the kind you only feel when your walls start to fall. That’s how I know it’s not just his higher self anymore. That’s how I know his 3D self is starting to feel me.

For the first time, I can sense his emotional confusion — not just spiritual pull. He’s realizing the weight of this connection. Maybe not fully, maybe not logically, but something in him is unraveling. And now I’m the one standing steady, watching him reach out — through energy, emotion, dreams, and synchronicities that flood my space when I least expect it.

It overwhelms me sometimes. Heavy emotions and energetic surges without reason. Some nights I can’t sleep. And that’s the part people don’t understand about this path — it’s not romantic. It’s not fantasy. It’s soul-level chaos and rebirth. It’s being cracked open by a love you didn’t ask for, and still showing up with grace because you’re the one who remembers first. This connection helped me awakened. I’ve remembered. I’ve carried this flame through resistance, disbelief, and pain.

Now, he’s waking up too. And I just have to let it happen.

The soul already knows.
The heart already remembers.
And now, slowly, the man behind the soul is starting to come alive.