Your soul makes a bridge for your divine self to enter your human life.
Years ago, before indigo children were being spoken of, I was approached in meditation by a beautiful being preparing to incarnate. He told me he would be born in China and that we would probably never meet in person. Beyond that I know nothing of him. He asked for help, saying that many would be coming to Earth over the next few decades who would benefit from a greater understanding and appreciation for who they are and what their purpose is.
Sitting on a cloud looking down on the life you are about to embark on, maybe it looks easy. Maybe it looks a breeze. But here now, living it, maybe sometimes it feels like you are under a cloud. What then? Well, clouds pass; we know that. But when you are waiting for the sun to come out again it can feel like the cloud has forgotten to move and is just going to sit there forever. Stuck with your own personal thundercloud, your very own deluge drenching you day and night.