Or, why I believe in soulmates.
In this crazy, cynical world full of hate, I often run into people who are completely incredulous when I tell them that I believe in soulmates. Willing to over-analyze the concept, people ask me how it’s possible, or if people can have more than one soulmate, and if so, if that cheapens the concept. All I want to say to all of you nay-sayers is that, whether or not you believe in the concept of soulmates, they are there. Unfortunately, not everyone meets their soulmate, but it can definitely be said that soulmate-dom (I know that’s not a word) can develop over time. And just because you don’t necessarily meet your soulmate doesn’t mean that you are doomed to a life of misery and loneliness. And no, your soulmate doesn’t need to be your romantic partner.
So, how did I come to this realization? Mainly because I’ve seen it. My grandparents were soulmates, and I don’t think there is a single person who knows them who would think otherwise. And when I talk to Grandpa about Grandma (who passed away), it’s immediately apparent that they were meant to be together. I remember hearing the story of when they met from both Grandma and Grandpa, and it really is amazing. I have other examples, but I don’t want to embarrass them just in case they ever read this.
It’s not surprising that today people don’t understand the concept of soulmates. With the divorce rate as it is, and the new-found cynicism following the “Free Love Movement” of the ’60s, who can blame people for not wanting to admit to fully connecting to just one human being? But it does happen, and it is definitely real.
As a final note to this random thought, I will leave you with the article that sparked this blog. I do believe in destiny as a converging of free will and fate, but just read the article, and maybe you’ll understand what I mean.
