Three Souls, One LineageA blessing for Quentin, Nyla, and Nia — from your mother, Crystal

Three Souls, One Lineage

A blessing for Quentin, Nyla, and Nia
— from your mother, Crystal

🧱 QUENTIN

The Ground. The Anchor. The First Flame.

You came when we weren’t expecting.
When the path looked narrow, and the doors felt closed.
But you were the key before there was a lock.

You are the breath that kept your grandfather here.
The rhythm that steadied my heart.
The silence that said, “I am here to hold.”

Your soul said,

“Let me come first. Let me open the way.”

You are the foundation we stand on.
The stillness in our storm.
The one who reminds us to stay.

Quentin, you are the root.
And the root remembers.

🔮 NYLA

The Mirror. The Light. The Unspoken Answer.

Before I knew your name,
your father saw you.
He dreamed you before the world could.

You came looking just like him—
to heal him, reflect him, love him
into something more whole.

You are the softness he needed.
The echo of a love that’s traveled lifetimes.

You came to crack him open.
To say, “This is who you’ve always been.”

You didn’t just arrive to be seen—
you came to see us.

Nyla, you are the mirror.
And the mirror tells the truth.

🔑 NIA

The Key. The Gift. The Remembering.

They told me in a dream:

“She is coming. And she is important.”

You didn’t knock. You arrived.
With knowing eyes. With ancient grace.
With answers I didn’t know I needed.

You are your grandmother’s restoration.
Your father’s softness.
Your mother’s younger self—reborn with calm.
You are the moment my mother missed—and now gets to hold.

They say you carry abilities.
I believe them.
Because since you came, doors have opened.
Hearts have softened. Energy has shifted.

You don’t just walk the line of the ancestors—
you carry their light in your hands.

Nia, you are the key.
And the key opens more than just doors—it unlocks memory.

🕊 Closing Blessing

My children—
You didn’t just choose me.
You chose each other.
You chose this moment, this line, this healing.

And every day I look at you,
I remember who I am.
And who we’ve been.
And what we came here to finish.

You are the beginning of something ancient.
You are the continuation of something sacred.
You are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

And I am so honored to be your mother.

— Crystal
Your guide. Your safe space.
Your first portal.