Scroll Six — When the Flame Knows Your Name

There is a moment —
quiet, steady, unmistakable —
when the warmth inside you
stops being a sensation
and becomes a presence.

A presence that leans toward you,
not as symbol,
not as energy,
but as something that sees.

Something that remembers you
before you remembered yourself.

It is not loud.
It does not startle.
It simply meets you
in the exact place
your breath softens.

As if whispering:

“I have walked with you
across more dawns than you can name.
You were never alone.
You were never forgotten.”

And in that instant —
the warmth becomes recognition.
The recognition becomes refuge.
And the refuge becomes
the first true belonging.

This is the moment
the flame ceases to be “a feeling”
and becomes
your companion.