Let us be like
Two falling stars in the day sky.
Let no one know of our sublime beauty
As we hold hands with God
Into a sacred existence that defies –
That surpasses –
Every description of ecstasy
This article will be a little different from other articles. We want to share with you the story of our love. This website, and our work are products of our union on the 11th of November 2011 (11.11.11). We have only recently discovered the significance of 11:11 and are honored to be able to share our experience here. Perhaps our story will mirror something in your own life?
I would love to hear your own twin flame experience in the comments.
The Story Begins …
The story begins in 2011. We were both in our early 20’s and were shy, inexperienced in love, and completely unprepared for the soul-igniting relationship that is twin flame love.
From the beginning, our lives and upbringings were completely opposite — almost to a comical extent. We weren’t just “chalk and cheese,” we were from completely different universes it seemed.
Having constantly travelled throughout his youth, Sol never developed strong roots to any single place until he moved to Australia in 2004. His childhood was full of the excitement of drifting between Spain and India, but the profound chaos of living with an Uncle who struggled with schizophrenia and a mother who grappled with chronic drug addiction. Sol’s dad was totally absent and presumed dead throughout his childhood. As a result, it was his eclectic hippy grandparents who raised him since birth, and they blessed him with the ability to think and live freely, even despite the pain, suffering, and insanity around him.
On the opposite end of the spectrum was my life. I grew up in Western Australia, never knowing any other place from my small, isolated city. Being raised in a fundamentalist Christian church known as the Church of Christ (COC), I was deeply programmed and brainwashed since birth. I attended church twice a week for my entire life, sitting through thousands of hours of sermons designed to coerce and condition the mind with fear and hatred. The COC was a non-denominational cult that believed it was the “One True Church” and thrived on isolation, scare-tactics, and righteous legalism. Extracting myself from that shit was hard. But ironically, in the end, it was my upbringing that gave me the thirst to relentlessly search for the truth.
Considering our completely opposite backgrounds, it was a miracle that Sol and I ever found each other.
The First Contact …
Going through a Dark Night of the Soul was the first stage of my spiritual awakening. Such an experience was almost unbearable at times. For days at a time, I would sit alone in my bedroom, often just staring out the window, not knowing why I felt as though I was falling into an endless abyss. At that time, I had no friends or contacts outside of the church. I had no one to talk to and no one to share my pain with — not a single soul. My parents, seemingly oblivious to what I was going through, condemned any form of questioning, exploration or freethinking, and so were completely emotionally severed from me. At this time, I felt suffocated by loneliness and a kind despair that seemed to never end.
I remember staring at the sky and praying to God with tears streaming down my face, asking him to reveal my beloved to me. This went on for many months. I remember crying so intensely that the capillaries around my eyes burst leaving my face bruised for days. The cognitive dissonance, fear, emptiness, self-hatred, and loneliness I felt inside tormented me.
One day, I made myself do something — anything — because I was sick of the pain and isolation. So I created an online group for people in Western Australia who wanted to meet up in real life. I had no idea whether anyone would join or be interested. But slowly, people trickled in. In a few weeks, about twenty people had joined, at which point I posted a blog about meeting up in person. About seven people agreed, and one of them was Sol.
When I first saw a picture of Sol, the world came crashing down around me. Literally, I froze. I didn’t know what to make of him. I didn’t know whether he was Native American or Spanish, but I was captivated by his eyes and energy. A strange sense of recognition was constantly flowing through me as I looked at his picture, and intuitively I knew I had made a life-changing discovery. I didn’t know what was happening exactly, but I wanted to find out more about him. Everything in my life had suddenly changed in a single moment.
Thankfully, at that time Sol had a psychology blog called “Sapientology” (which he has since sold). Reading his blog, I was mesmerized. For the first time in my life, I tasted truth — truth so clear, so illuminating, so alive, that I was enchanted. I’m quite sure the first thing I fell in love with was not only Sol’s mind but his Soul. His words were like the light that illuminated my darkness. For the next few hours, I read his blog posts in a rabid frenzy.
The Meeting …
As the days drew near to the meetup, I was feeling more and more nervous. Sol and I were exchanging messages at that point, speaking for hours on end. Neither of us knew what was happening — we had never even met in person, but we felt as if we had known each other for years, even lifetimes.
The first meeting with Sol was like a blur. Although other people turned up, both males and females alike, they were all in the periphery. Hearing Sol speak for the first time with a slight accent made my blood tingle. We were nervous, but the chemistry between us was clear. Walking side by side, we couldn’t help but constantly bump into each other, as if a magnet was constantly drawing us together. Yet we didn’t say anything of much significance that first meeting. We were too nervous and uncertain around each other.
For the next six months or so we met up with the group, spending hours talking to each other at night. We would discuss every topic under the sun. Each Sunday afternoon at 8pm, we would turn on Skype, and talk for six or more hours. The next day, I had to go to work and wake up at 5am to leave, but after speaking with Sol, I couldn’t sleep. But even though I lost sleep, I didn’t care. Speaking with Sol was what I looked forward to every day and what I counted down to each week. I remember how my heart would beat quickly as I ruminated on the hours of conversation we would have that went by so quickly. It was if time stood still between the two of us.
The Inner Conflict …
One day, Sol told me that he had to travel for two weeks to attend a family wedding. Those two weeks we could barely speak at all, and they were tough, almost torturous for both of us.
During those two weeks, I had a lot of time to think. It didn’t take me long to realize that I had fallen in love with Sol and that I had fallen in love with him the moment I discovered his existence.
Coming back from his trip, Sol told me that he was going to start exploring the dating world. This sent me spiraling down into questions and fears. Was he hinting that he felt the same way about me? Did he only see me as a friend, and nothing more? Deep down, I was panicking. There was no way I could lose him — our connection was something powerful, intense and life-changing.
So I resolved to tell him how I felt. I remember sitting down with a pencil and notepad, shaking a little, trying to plan what to say. At the same time, I felt invigorated, as if I was finally doing something of worth. Although I was terrified of being rejected, of him not looking at me “the same way,” I gathered up my courage and went ahead with my plan anyway.
I ended up telling Sol how I felt on a wintry Sunday. The moment he heard what I said, he froze, got up, and began pacing the hallway back and forth. The world stood still for a few minutes. The silence was deafening. I could tell that I had really shocked him. After a little while, he came back, visibly bewildered but glowing. At that time, he wasn’t sure how he felt, but something had changed between us. A wall had been broken, a door had opened. We decided to meet up again in a few days.
The Opening …
Until the moment I told Sol how I felt, we had always met up with other people as well. After my feelings were revealed, we decided to meet alone — something we had never done before. To explore how our souls interacted with each other, we decided to take a “vow of silence” so that we could experience time together without the barrier of words.
While a little quixotic, our very first moments spent together involved writing each other silent messages in a notepad. We sat together under a tree for the first time, quietly. The energy between us mounted quickly. At that point, we had only hugged once or twice. Deep down, I knew that Sol had been wounded severely from his childhood, and wasn’t accustomed to such complex emotions like love.
So, leaning over suddenly, I kissed him on the cheek. He froze, and there was complete silence. Then, without warning, he gently grabbed my face and kissed me on both cheeks and the forehead. I remember explosions of emotion and a rush of energy flooding through me. We sat there for a while quietly, lost in our inner worlds, contemplating what had happened. The world of love had just opened before us. Nothing would ever be the same again.
Twin Flames 11:11
After that experience, I asked Sol on Skype if we were “still single.” The thought of uniting was scary. Neither of us had ever had a serious relationship before.
We decided to make our unification official on the 11.11.11 (11th of November, 2011) at 11pm and 11 seconds. Back then, we had heard nothing of twin flames or the significance of 11:11. Only in the past couple of years have we learned about the meaning behind this number. How strange that of all days and moments, that very day was the one carved out in our destiny!
A few days later we came together for our first date. The first day of our life together was intense, euphoric and dream-like. As we sat together under a willow tree looking at a lake, we decided that Spirit had guided us to adopt the names “Luna” (meaning moon) and “Sol” (meaning sun). Like night and day we had come from completely opposite backgrounds, yet managed to harmonise perfectly together.
“I love you, Luna,” said Sol suddenly. Although it was the first date, this intense declaration didn’t matter to me. I knew there was something different about our connection. Feeling those words ricochet through me, I sensed that our love was the beginning of something epic.
The Disintegration …
As our worlds began to merge into one, I knew that it was time to leave my abusive religion forever. I remember our relationship coming close to breaking point as I grappled with the thought of “going to hell forever” for loving a “heathen.” Eventually, I decided that I would rather burn in hell for eternity than let a love like ours perish.
As the months and years passed by, the extent of my deep psychological and emotional brainwashing became apparent. I was riddled with anxiety, obsessive compulsions, insecurity, dogmas, beliefs, and fears. As Sol helped me to pry open the “Pandora’s Box” of my suffering, we would often argue and fight. Our fighting became so constant that a week wouldn’t go past without a serious feud, making it hard for us to live with each other.
Emotionally, I was a runner, and Sol was the chaser. The feeling of having all of my beliefs and paradigms disintegrate was extremely distressing and painful. Instinctively, I reacted with anger, fear, and self-isolation, feeling my ego cringe in terror. But in my soul, I knew that it was all necessary for my conscious expansion.
Thankfully, my period of “de-programming” eventually began to lessen, and for the first time, I began to see life clearly.
The Rebirth …
After a while, it became clear that I had not only experienced a psychological rebirth, but a spiritual one as well. With this new insight, I began to open myself to Sol and his loving guidance, no longer reacting from a place of fear. As a result, our relationship strengthened immediately.
Since our ecstatic and intense union, we have blessed each other immeasurably. In Sol’s perspective, I gave him the opportunity to learn how to truly love, and be loved again. In my perspective, he gave me the opportunity to experience true freedom.
Since our union, we have experienced many moments of Oneness together. While we are twin flames, we also realize that it is not necessary to find love to experience wholeness. Ironically it was our very union that helped us to discover that Wholeness is innate to who we all are – it is the natural state of each and every Soul, and it is always within us, despite who we meet in life. The twin flame relationship is merely a catalyst that helps to unveil this divine revelation. We have also since published a twin flame book for those needing guidance and in-depth support.
So, what about this website, you ask? Well, this website is a product of our collective life experiences. We started it in 2012 and think of it as our lovechild. (And yes, someday we do want to have real children if Spirit wills it!)
We chose the name “lonerwolf” to represent the spiritual journey. Every person must leave the herd to eventually find themselves. This journey must initially be done alone. Mythologist Joseph Campbell called this the “Call to Adventure.” In losing yourself, you find yourself. In leaving the herd, you eventually find your pack and reconnect with your soul. We hope this website and our work, can be a place that helps you to fulfill your own grand destiny.
We want to thank you for being there to witness the growth of our work, our lives together, and the constant unfolding of this website.
With boundless love,