“It was like
coming home... only to no home I'd ever known...”
Few places during my
past travels and transient living held the comfortable feeling of
home. Few people have evoked that soul-felt level of comfort
and familiarity.
I found one of the
spaces last week; with one of those few people.
Perhaps it was that
we have lived together before, the routines developed then returned
so quickly. Perhaps it is a testament to the kind of friendship we
have, the kind of connection we share. Time passes, and yet each
visit seems as though we just said good-bye a day, an hour, a minute
before.
During this visit
the silences became as comfortable as the conversations. The shared
stories and experiences separated by miles that led to similar
realizations, similar lessons, similar growths – without our
knowing then – brought questions and challenges full of
understanding and desire for something better; something truer.
Something more real and honest.
I once heard a
definition of soul mate that likened it to a mirror that
reflects back the truest parts of the self – beauty and faults
alike – inspiring deeper levels of self-awareness and
self-betterment. Funny how we seem to find one – or find our way
back to one – when we didn't even realize we needed it most!
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