I Thought I Wouldn't Meet My Soul Mate
I Thought I Wouldn't Meet My Soul Mate by Marci
Lynn
Souls can communicate.1 It’s obvious. When you
meet someone and think, “I will like him or her…”
“I want to get to know him or her…” It’s so
natural, so obvious.
Sometimes however, people don’t always notice what is
obvious. When I left for Lithuania I didn’t notice or stop to
think that some Lithuanian souls might have as profound an impact
on my soul as did so many of my friends, teachers and relatives
from Israel. I didn’t notice… I didn’t think.
I didn’t think I would meet my soul mate.
Then, there I was in Lithuania. I was going to be there for two
years. I was going to study both the Lithuanian and the Russian
languages. I was going to study the culture but I didn’t
think I would meet my soul mate.
So one Saturday (Shabbat) as I wandered through the streets of
Vilnius, I came across a synagogue that sat smugly atop a small
protrusive hill. It was between, and slightly behind, a fairly
modern housing unit and a business of some sort. I recognized the
ark that contains the torah through the building’s large
central window and I began to walk around and upward around the
perimeter.
Then I saw him and my soul said, “I will like this
man,” and when he looked up I could tell that his soul said
the same. He was sketching on a pad and he faced what I knew to be
a synagogue. I asked him what he found so interesting. He told me
that it would soon be his job to renovate the Eastern side of the
synagogue for classes and assemblies, and that he wanted to make a
statement of faith. I asked him if his was the Jewish faith.
He said that it wasn’t and I asked him what his faith
was.
“I’m a Roman Catholic” he said “but I like
the feel of your synagogue.” It is more powerful, warm and
joyous than a Catholic cathedral.”
I laughed happily and when I laughed happily I could tell that his
soul was happy. Like mirror souls…
I hadn’t thought I would meet my soul mate in Lithuania.
He asked me what brought me to Lithuania.
“I am here to study the language and the culture of Lithuania
and Russia,” I replied still thinking, “I hadn’t
thought I would meet my soul mate.”
“I enjoy your accent,” he said and I felt his
appreciation for differences, for beauty and for tones that
aren’t familiar.
I thanked him.
I hadn’t thought I would meet my soul mate.
I told him I should go….that I had classes. He said he would
be happy to see me again and I knew we would see each other again
because I thought about it and I could see that he thought about
it.
It was then that I realized I could meet my soul mate in Lithuania.
I realized that a soul mate isn’t someone who is the same as
you are, or that has a power of you. A soul mate isn’t even
the best one in the world for you. I realized that a soul
mate the person who in a given time period and a given place is
open enough to feel happy when you are happy, to laugh sincerely
when you laugh and to cry when you cry and to mourn when you mourn;
and I hadn’t thought I would meet my soul mate.
I had to meet my soul mate again.
We did meet again and we laughed much and even cried once or twice.
We eventually kissed and held hands and looked through windows of
tacit understanding.
When all was said and done it didn’t work out. It did work
out but we didn’t marry. That is when I realized that a soul
mate is not the person you have to marry, that you have to live
with for the rest of your life.
Life has no such rules and would never play by them anyways.
A soul mate is someone who is there for as long as you can
appreciate them and keep your eyes open to what he or she
offers.
I was to meet my soul mate for a time and learn from someone who
was unselfish enough to find joy in every thing I found joy in and
he was to open the door for my next soul mate.
I’m still not expecting to meet my soul mate…..the next
one.
1 This story is a work of fiction.
Marci Crane is a copywriter for Main10 in Orem, Utah. Have you ever wondered, “ Will I meet my soul mate?” Why not try? Learn more about HeavenlyMatched.
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