Inspired by the Warm Fuzzy Tale (by Claude Steiner), Soulira was born from a simple truth: our inner light isn’t meant to be hidden — it’s meant to be shared.
Once, on a small island, there lived a group of people who were truly happy—not because they had more, but because they shared more. Their joy came from a quiet tradition: exchanging warm fuzzies. These weren’t objects, but soft, invisible gifts—like little sparks of kindness passed from one person to another.
No one hoarded them. You didn’t need a reason. Even strangers would offer one as you walked by. A warm fuzzy felt like a hug without arms, like being seen without needing to be impressive. There was no shortage. The more they gave, the more there seemed to be. Everyone felt safe, known, and loved.
But then a visitor came—someone skeptical and cautious. He didn’t understand. He told the islanders, “You’re giving away too much. What if you run out? What if others take more than they give?” And for the first time, the islanders hesitated. What if he was right?
Slowly, people began holding back. They second-guessed their instinct to give. Instead of warmth, they felt tension. Instead of connection, distance. The air got colder. Not because the island had changed—but because the people had.
Time passed. Then one day, an islander who had been away returned. She had kept the tradition alive in her own way, and when she came home, she simply started offering warm fuzzies again. No fanfare. Just quiet, genuine gestures of appreciation and care.
And something shifted.
The islanders began to remember: the magic wasn’t in storing warm fuzzies—it was in giving them. That’s what had made their lives feel full. That’s what had made them happy.


