Soul Mates

[Spooky]

Soul lovers - someone you love, and would do anything for, and someone who loves you, and would do anything for you. And in that love, nothing is required for either person, because everything is already given

Soul sister/brother - someone belonging in the same soul group as you and therefore having an unusually strong bond and likeness to you

Classical – Greek mythology – Originally humans were combined of 4 arms, 4 legs, and a single head made of 2 faces, but Zeus feared their power and split them all in half, condemning them to spending their lives searching for the other half to complete them. This theory was presented as a half-serious story by Aristophanes in Plato's Symposium, after all the participants at the Symposium ("drinking party") were charged to philosophize on the topic of love.

Spiritual and religious – concepts of reincarnation and karma. Soulmates have spent many previous lifetimes together.

Karmic soulmate - someone who has a special mission or influence on one's life

Companion soulmate – People with whom one has made a connection

Twin soulmates – Very close friends with whom one has strong bonds.

Twin flame soulmate – A popular romantic belief that there is only one true soulmate.

Scientific soulmate – (If) a relationship can be quantified, and scored according to an internal happiness scale. A scientific soulmate is the person with whom you are the absolute happiest. You would therefore be less happy with any other person in existence.

Balance partners and messengers – The people you meet along the way who help you create balance in your life.

Divine complement – A new colloquialism for a 'match made in heaven', a twin soul, who holds inborn potentials that match and complement one's own and who is linked eternally through a signature in the heart at the dimension of the spirit.


Thoughts?

[Millergirl4]

Balance partners and messengers interest me. I know that I have had many of those in my life. Just after we had Kiki and we moved away from home I was depressed at leaving my family (who I visited every weekend). Even though I protested the move I had many signs from people I met that that is where I was supposed to be at that moment. I felt blessed may times and it seemed like when we had a problem something would just come around at the right moment to help us out. It was weird and really the first time that I had that feeling. Funny thing is that I don't really have these feelings here so much.

Anyone else experience anything like that?

[beck]

[glow=blue,2,300]"Soul mates" = phrase men use to get women into bed[/glow]
;D

[Millergirl4]

yep. They also use the 'I love you' card.

[Spooky]

millergirl4 said:

yep. They also use the 'I love you' card.

Alcohol works good too.

I mean I heard alcohol works good too.

[Millergirl4]

*snickers* I've heard that too.

[Spooky]

LOLOL
Have you heard that often?

[beck]

[glow=green,2,300]"Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker" ~
not that I'd know ... just heard that ..[/glow]

[sarah1826]

I like to believe those who are closest to me or those who at one time or another had a profound effect on my life are soul mates.

I have 3 instances where I truly believe these 3 people involved were absolutely meant to be in my life.

The one that probably had the greatest wow factor for me was my friend Kate who passed away about 10 years ago. Kate was a friend of my best friends sister Miki (whom I was friends with as well). Kate lived in New Hampshire and one time she was spending the weekend at Miki's and they invited me over to hang out & meet Kate. The connection between Kate & I was instant. I probably got to my friends house at 4 in the afternoon and didn't go home until 5 in the morning because Kate & I could not stop talking. The hours literally passed by like minutes. You hear people say upon meeting someone that it felt like they had known each other for years. & as cheesy as that may sound it was exactly how it felt. Kate was such a special person in my life although our time as friends was short she continues to this day to have an effect on me. I call myself a skeptic about things & although I have never seen anything paranormal with my own two eyes still I have to say many times I feel as though her presence is with me & it is a great comfort.

Second is my best friend Shannon. We have been best of friends since we were 14, we are now 33. She is the one person (besides my mom, you know that mother's intuition) who literally can truly read my mind. She just connects with me on such a level I can't explain. We always seem to be sharing the same emotions. When I am sad or having a bad day she is too. My favorite story to tell of her happened maybe 12 years ago. Her family had moved away to New Jersey and we only would get to see each other a handful of times a year but we would talk on the phone often. I had gone out shopping one day and I had come across a book I had never seen or heard of before but thought it was interesting so I bought it. I called her after I got home & began to tell her that I had found the coolest book to which she answered "Oh ,you got The Secret Language of Birthdays." I almost dropped the phone & all I could do was yell "How did you know that?" over and over again. She said she just knew. She has done things like that many times over the years. Lately during this time when I have been out of work since my surgery on numerous occasions as soon as I got out of bed (late of course she would call or text me. Not the minute before when I was still in bed but literally on my way to get coffee. She recently moved back to Massachusetts from New Jersey so having her close is a true comfort. Other than those silly instances she is the one friend I have in the world that I would trust with my life, so that has to mean something.

Last there is a boy. I met this boy when I was 18 & he was 23. We shared many mutual friends and I had heard friends talk of him for years but some how we never crossed paths. We finally met at a party one night a few weeks before I was starting college and he & I spent hours out on the back porch of the house talking. It wasn't a romantic attraction for me right away but there was just something about him & we began to spend a lot of time together as friends soon after meeting. He & I crossed the line into the romantic on a few occasions but the timing just wasn't right. We were in totally different phases of our lives & each had some past baggage we were dealing with. He met someone else & so did I and before you knew it we were talking less & less. There was no major falling out, just drifting apart. Yet I NEVER stopped thinking about him over the years. There would always be something that would trigger a thought of him & I would always wonder "what if". After I separated from my husband last year by chance I found this boy again. The timing is still not perfect & there is new baggage we each have but after not seeing each other for about 15 yrs there is still something amazing between us. That connection I felt the first time we met all those years ago was even greater this time around, now that I have some life experience under my belt. I know back when I was 18 I probably thought I knew it all but I didn't know anything. Maybe it is just the romantic in me but I have to believe that we were meant to be in each other's lives because it is just seems impossible to me that we would have found each other again if we weren't.

[Millergirl4]

All three stories were cool but the one I could identify with the most is the third one about that boy. I am such a gushy romantic it's disgusting but I just love stories like that.

I have wayyyyy too many instances of meeting this person and that person for a reason whether it was because they needed something from me or the other way around. I've moved alot in my life. I will be moving for the 24th time in March. I've lived in 7 cities/towns (luckily I grew up from age 3 to college in the same small town but many different houses). In my later years when I was on my own and sometimes down and out someone would always come along that would either help me find an answer or give me what I needed, someothers were just inspirartional.

I have a 'Notebook' like story with a guy that I was with in my college years. I knew him all throughout highschool but he was older than me and we ran in different circles. Once when I was home from college for the summer we were out celebrating the May long weekend at the bar in the next town. This guy named Matt came in with some mutual friends, we all ended up sitting together and dancing together. I had no attraction to Matt at first. My friends were all talking about how hot he was (he looked just like Chris O'Donnell) but we talked alot and ended up dancing together quite abit.

A few days later he called me to ask me out on a date and I said no. My ex was at my house when he called and I had decided that I wanted to be single and hang with my girls for the summer. My ex wasn't happy about that and that Matt was calling me to ask me out, Matt went to school with both my ex and I and they were the same age which made for an uncomfortable situation. My ex was very popular and smart while this guy was cute but he was kind of an outdoorsy/loner type of guy.

Anyways the girls and I ended up running into Matt the next weekend and hanging out. He was still persuing me but I just got out of a relationship and wanted to just have fun and not date anyone. One of my bestfriends expressed interest in Matt and so I set them up. She wanted a slushie before the bar closed so I told this guy that my friend liked him and wanted to go get a slushie together. This was maybe 10 minutes before last call and Matt was our ride home that night so I made sure that they would be back in a half an hour to pick us up in front of the bar. Half hour came and went, the bar was empty and we were standing outside waiting. Luckily we had other friends there that could give us a ride. Just as we were about to find our way to their cars around the corner came My friend Jude and Matt on foot. I was alittle pissed at this point so I gave them some 'tude and asked them where they had left Matt's Jeep. Turns out they never even made it to get a slushie they got pulled over by the Police and Matt had to take a sobriety test. Needless to say he failed and was told that he couldn't drive for 12 hours.

Jude went home with our other friends and we drove Matts jeep with Matt in it. I was mean to him all the way home. Leaving us ditched like that and making us worry and what they hell was he doing driving when he was drunk. None of us had seen him drink but apparently he had a few shots when we were up dancing.

Anyways the next day I felt like a total ass. I phoned both Jude and Matt and invited them over to my house for the day (we live on a beautiful lake and it was a really hot day). Matt showed up just after noon and then Jude called a little later to say that she was having dinner with her Dad and couldn't make it but asked if we could we come over to her Dad;s after dinner before we hit the bar. So Matt and I ended up spending the whole day together down at the lake. Like Sarah was saying about her friend kate, we just hit it off immediately. We had so much in common in terms of what we liked and what we wanted for a future but we were as different as can be in other ways. He was into country music he flew by the seat of his pants and was totally disorganized. I was very organized, trendy and maybe abit snobby. My ex that I had been with for years was totally anal and so i wasn't used to being with someone like Matt. After dinner we drove around in his jeep with the top down and just talked. There was definitely a connection between us. Just as luck would have it an old flame from highschool, named Jake, was back home from out West and was looking for me. I was excited to hear this and so made plans to meet him at the local bar that night along with Matt and Jude.

So finally we get to Jude's house and she meets us at the door and immediately takes Matt's hand to introduce him to her sister and Dad. Just then I realized that I had feelings for him and what the hell had I done setting them up like that. Anyways I knew that I had set the wheels in motion fot Matt and Jude so it sucked to be me. I had to just let them be together. Plus Jake was in town so I was excited to see him.

After a few drinks we headed off to the bar. There was Matt, Jude, me and Matt's friend Stephen. I had a few drinks when I spilled the beans to Stephen that I had feelings for Matt. Stephen was happy to hear that because Matt had just told him the same thing about me although he didn't quite tell me that part. Jake shows up and is happy to see us. Jude and him were childhood friends and Jude was the one who introduced us. Anyways the whole night was just weird. You could tell that there was something between me and Matt and you could see that there was chemistry between Jude and Jake. When a good slow tune came on it was like torture. No one knew who they should ask to dance or who to buy drinks for whom. Last call came and so it was time to go but who is driving who home?

Geographically, it was easier if Jake brought Jude home since they live on the same road and Matt would take Stephen and I home since we were on his way home. Just as we were dropping off Stephen he blurted out "ummmm, Matt, Angie has something to tell you". Then he ran out the door and to his house. As luck would have it, it started to rain and we had the roof off the jeep so we grabbed the soft top and started to put that on getting soaked in the process and he asks me "so, what did you have to tell me"? I was hoping that he had forgot but anyways I started to say that I had feelings for him too but that I wanted to give him and Jude a chance but I didn't even get that far and he kissed me. It was perfect and I didn't even feel the rain.

The next day I phoned Jude. I had to confess to her. She was one of my best friends and I felt bad that I hurt her by kissing Matt. Ironically she ended up hooking up with Jake that night and was worried that I would be mad at her!! So it all turned out well. I was with Matt and she was with Jake. Matt and I were inseperable. He was crazy and would just pick me up and tell me to pack for a few days. We'd just pick a direction on the highway and just drive. One night we ended up in Niagara Falls. He really knew how to push me and make me do things that I normally would never do. I was a planner and an oraganizer but he made me see that sometimes NOT planning things was so much more fun because then there are no expectations. Most nights or weekends we spent at his families property in the next town over. They had their ancestral home and a private Lake. We'd camp and talk about the future there. The house on the property was well over a century old and was beautiful. It was made of stone and was big and bright. His grandpa had just passed away and so there was work that needed to be done to update it. We would talk about buying it one day and what we would do to make it the way we liked.

Summer ended and Matt had to go back out West to work on the pipeline. He had made a commitment to his bosses to be there and I had to go back to college. I was sooooooooooo heartbroken when he left. He told me that he loved me and that this was the hardest thing he ever had to do. I think I cried for atleast a week or two. I felt so empty and the broken heart lasted for months.

Anyways time moved on, I saw him when he came back the next summer. He called me as soon as he got home. But I found out that he planned on going back in the Fall to the pipeline and I really didn't want to go through saying goodbye again. I told him that I didn't want to be with him until he was ready to stay home and make a future here so that we could be together. We still spent too much time together that summer. I still loved him but in the Fall off he went again and I knew that I did the right thing by not setting my heart on being with him.

By the next summer I was getting back together with my ex and so I didn't wait by the phone for Matt's call. I knew that he liked to travel and live the way he did and maybe asking him to settle down with me was too much to ask. A few years later I got a letter from him. He needed to see me. I took off to meet him. I was still with my ex and so I knew that I needed to tell him that I wasn't interested in him if that was what he was going to tell me. I met him at his families property where we had spent so much time. Anyways, he ended up buying that old stone house, he was taking University courses online and was just living off all the money he had made out West. He was ready to settle down and he wanted me to leave my ex, and live with him and do all the things we had talked about doing together. He bought that house for me. It was my "Notebook' moment before that movie was even released a year later. Still maybe one of my most romantic moments ever.

So what did I do?? I married my ex. We have a little girl together and I am happy but I think about that time often and wonder what if......

[Millergirl4]

Sorry about the mini novel guys.......

[sarah1826]

Wow Angie!!!!! What a great story. I loved it & it was so "Notebook" like. I love that movie, I am just a sucker for chick flicks.

But the thing I think that is so great with your story is you got to have it all in a way. You had that wildly romantic & spontaneous time with Matt and then got to settle down with your husband whom you share a happy life with. So it almost seems like you don't have to wonder what if,,, you got to experience it all. Does that make any sense?

Holly I can see where you are coming from too. My husband and I (we are separated at the moment) started dating when we were 19, got married when we were 27 and just separated last year. So we have been together basically 14 years. He is my best friend & I truly love him but the chemistry & romance was just really never there. I think we stayed together all that time because we truly do love & care about each other and enjoy each other's company but also because it was easy. I think that is why we haven't decided yet if we want to get divorced or try to work it out & why we have agreed for now to do our own thing & try to figure out what we really want.

I really believe my "soul mate" guy I wrote about that I recently found again after many years may be the one. But both of our lives are so complicated at the moment it is really hard to tell.

Why can't it all just be easy? ;D

[Millergirl4]

Timing is everything and love is never easy. Maybe it will work out between you and that guy from your past. If you've had that feeling for that long now there must be something special there. Do you think maybe that there is more than just one person out there for each of us or do you beleive that everyone is meant to be with that special someone only?

[sarah1826]

I like to think & hope there is more than one. The idea that there is only one person out there who you are meant to be with is kind of depressing. I have terrible luck at times so I would be petrified I'd never find him

[Spooky]

sarah1826 said:

I like to think & hope there is more than one. The idea that there is only one person out there who you are meant to be with is kind of depressing. I have terrible luck at times so I would be petrified I'd never find him

Or you find him and he's married with a billion kids and super happy. That would suck more than never finding him IMO.