I had an interesting conversation with a painter who is also a teacher. I almost felt that she was sent by God to deliver a message, a powerful one. I even held her hands and looked at her with the warmest heart that if I hug her, my love will overflow out of gratefulness.
The conversation about finding soulmate happened quite number of times, with different people, at different period of time. I don’t really see soulmate as “the one”. I see it as “the one who got away”. It almost happened, but because of fate and destiny, the paths cross once and it goes parallel with no second intersection.
Paulo Coelho mentioned in his book, ‘Aleph’:
“I mean that two people can spend their whole life living and working together or they can meet only once and say goodbye for ever simply because they did not pass through the physical point that triggers an outpouring of the thing that brought them together in this world. So, they part without ever quite understanding why it was they met. However, if God so wishes, those who once knew love will find each other again”.
The parting feel, I knew it so well. At that moment or situation that you ever experience of this kind, you might meet your soulmate. The one whom seems to know you so well, despite the short encounter that two of you had.
“Do not give your heart too easily, God will decide who is the right one when the time is right”, she said. I believe in that. This is not the first time I heard about it. I honestly feel guilty for doing the opposite sometimes.
“It’s hard for a writer to find a soul-mate because writer is a compassionate, soft-hearted and very sensitive person. It is easy for a writer to get hurt with words or action. It takes an incredible man to be with her. A writer should find someone who understands her, appreciates her and has a way of thinking beyond the regular. She feels things too deeply, she cannot separate her heart with her mind. Someone who is too absorbed with his IQ will not fit well with a writer”, she continued. I would like to refer soulmate in that sentence as my other-half or the missing puzzle.
Because of that, a writer is always in solitude. Not because they don’t give chance to themselves to find love, but no one understands them enough to fit the other half. Whenever a writer feels thing too deeply or securing their scar with thick band-aids, a writer always find comfort in written words. They engrave it in every single writing, prose, poem or short stories to remind them that life demands to be felt at every stroke and vein.