You step into a vast forest. The air is humming with life. The trees shimmer, and their leaves pulse like quiet heartbeats. In the distance, you see a gateway. You walk towards it, and in the center of it appears a figure—a presence both familiar and otherworldly.
This guide, tall and radiant, watches you with knowing eyes. Their features are striking, almost too perfect, as if carved from light itself. Their voice is neither male nor female, yet it carries the weight of both. They say your name as if they have always known you.
“Welcome,” they say. “You are ready.”
Ready for what? You don’t ask, because something in you already knows.
The Tribe
The guide leads you deeper into the forest, where a tribe is gathered. They live in harmony with the land, each person fulfilling a role that shapes the balance of their world.
“You may choose your place here,” the guide tells you. “There are five paths before you.”
The Visionary – The one who sees beyond, guiding the tribe with insight and intuition.
The Creator – The one who builds, crafts, and brings ideas into form.
The Healer – The one who mends, nurtures, and restores balance.
The Explorer – The one who seeks, discovers, and expands the tribe’s horizons.
The Guardian – The one who protects, strengthens, and stands watch.
Which calls to you?
As you make your choice, the tribe welcomes you. They already knew you would come.
Your Home
You are given a space to create your home. It is yours to shape, and yet, as you build it, you realize it is shaping you.
What does your home look like? Is it open to the sky, or nestled in the trees? Does it stand strong like stone, or flow like water? Is it filled with art, warmth, tools, books, fire?
The Helper
One day, an animal appears at your doorstep. It does not ask to be let in. It simply waits, knowing it belongs with you.
What animal is it? Is it fierce or gentle? Does it soar, prowl, or rest at your feet? You do not choose it. It chooses you.
Over time, this animal becomes your companion, teaching you things about yourself that you had not seen before. It is your mirror, showing you how to love, how to trust, how to be.
The Truth
Then, one evening, under a sky thick with stars, the guide returns.
“You have done well,” they say. “Now, let me show you what you could not yet see.”
They lift their hand, and a reflection ripples through the air—a vision of your spirit guide. The being who led you here. The one who first welcomed you.
You look closer.
And then you see.
The guide is you. Not as you are, but as you have always been beneath the layers of doubt, time, and forgetting. The features, the presence, the knowing eyes—all yours.
The house you built? That is how you bring your gift to the world —it is how you embody your role.
The animal? That is the soul of your partner, the one who walks beside you.
The role you chose? That is your purpose, woven into the essence of your being.
The tribe does not need you to be anyone else. Only this. Only you.
Now, tell me—who did you meet?
