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A long time ago, when all things and beings
were made, they were created in pairs. Each
had another that it fit perfectly with.
That’s not to say they were alike, but their
edges defined each other and their winding
curves complemented and softened each other.
And while they shared a sameness of heart,
they reveled in the beauties of their
different forms, thoughts and ideas.
Together they were able to be and do the
things they were each born to -- things that
neither of them could’ve been or done fully
without the other.
But sometimes they forgot that they belonged
together, and they would turn and wander off
on their own in search of what seemed to be
missing. Often, as each would try to fill
the emptiness left by the missing other, it
would develop more and more of its own
individual talents and abilities. And that
was good. What eventually did not feel good,
however, was that no matter how accomplished
or remarkable each became, there was always,
still, something missing.
Such was the case with Love and Truth. In
the beginning, Love and Truth loved being
together. They didn’t go anywhere without
each other, and their together-light was so
bright that everyone who encountered them
instantly shined brighter in their presence.
All basked in Love and Truth’s combined
sense of justice and compassion,
intelligence and heartfulness, strength and
softness. Beings would come from far and
wide seeking encouragement for their
challenges, hope for their dreams and
healing for their hurts. And Love and Truth
loved to be of service wherever they could.
It seemed they would spend all eternity
together opening what was closed, filling what was
empty, healing what was broken and making
crooked things straight.
Then one day, Truth got an independent
notion....
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