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Twin Soul |
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I sat,
unnerved, trying not to catch his eye.
Just to share the same air as him made me feel as if I was unable
to think straight. I could
feel his breath on my body, although he was nowhere near me.
As he tilted his head, I could sense his eyes looking at me,
straight through me, into my soul.
As he spoke, all my senses came alive, and I knew within an
instance that the other half of my inner self was sitting next to me. All my life,
although up to now, unconsciously, my soul had been waiting for this
moment. The moment when I
looked into the eyes of my Twin soul. Why now?
The man I was sharing this moment with, was a policeman that had
come to tell me that my husband and young son had been killed in a road
traffic accident… All normal
reasoning had gone. The
emotion of understanding and coping with the deaths of my husband and
son were swimming in my head. The
grief I was going through was overwhelming and hard enough to deal with,
without this man sitting the other side of the room. Nobody could
have ever imagined that someone would meet his or her Twin Soul in such
circumstances. Yet as that
moment passed, I knew that apart from loosing the two most precious
people in my life, that by meeting this man, my life would never be the
same again. The power that
crossed between us, made me understand that the deaths of my loved ones
was part of the ‘plan’. That
without this happening, I would not be here now, feeling the way I was.
All the years of ‘training’, believing in a higher power,
trusting in’ what was meant to be’ became clear.
As I looked into his face, I saw the other half of myself, and
knew that this was just the beginning of a new life for me. When he finished
what he had come to tell me, and left, I closed the door, leant against
the wall, and waited. What
for? For a sign, an
answer. Never again would I feel complete again.... |
