I tend to be a bitter person when I’m single. All that spoon-feeding that couples do; hands interlocked under the dinner table. It makes me ill. I like to think it’s because I genuinely enjoy being single, and I wished that others would feel the same. I had finally reached a point in my life where I was content with how I felt – I was focused on my goals and wasn’t distracted by boys (for a change). Turns out, this contentment is the moment when curveballs love to be thrown our way. Now I was distracted – but only by one boy. Upon reflection, and reading Jordanna Levin’s Make It Happen, I’ve had to ask myself a very important question – are soulmates real?
Soulmates, according to Jordanna
Jordanna Levin is the queen of my heart. I’ve talked about her book, Make It Happen, nonstop for the last month. Each chapter has pulled me in, but the chapter I’m reading now – about love – is my favourite so far. She talks about both twin flames and soulmates, and while I can’t say that I’ve experienced having a twin flame (other than someone who kept coming back into my life and ruining it), I may be experiencing a soulmate connection.
Jordanna describes a soul connection as one that allows both people to be heard, understood, and respected. They will remind you of your worth and you will grow together. The relationship not only has undeniable chemistry, but it’s also effortless, balanced, and comforting. Just how it should be. She also talks about familiarity. When we’re energetically aligned with another person, our bodies can feel it (whether conscious or not). We have this sense of feeling at home with someone, regardless of how long we’ve known them for. It’s something that cannot be understood on paper.
Soulmates, according to me
When I thought about the person I’m with while reading this chapter, it made so much sense. I recalled the date we just went on – we talked, laughed, and walked in silence. There was hardly a moment when his hand wasn’t in mine. I always feel an inexplicable ease when I’m around him. It’s a magic that I’ve rarely felt – it’s slow and soft while also being overwhelmingly warm through to my soul. I feel that familiarity that is unable to be explained.
And then there’s just that spark – the one you feel when you can’t look away from their eyes or smile for one moment in case you miss it. Unlike past relationships, I don’t have a voice in the back of my mind telling me to ignore his red flags or toxic traits. Because there actually aren’t any. We spend time together and apart, and encourage each other to be the best versions of ourselves. We are whole on our own. And the funny thing is, I felt all of this from our very first date.
Sam
In my last year of high school, I went to Perth’s theme park with some of my friends. I saw a cute boy there and thought about him for the rest of the day. How original of me. That night, when I was washing my hair in the shower, I was imagining what name he had. There was a single strand of hair left on the wall that was swirled into an ‘S’, so I decided that must mean his name was Sam (the only name I could think of at the time). Obviously I never saw that boy again. But every time I met someone new from that day forward, I paid special attention to what letter their name started with. I had this weird feeling that I would end up with a Sam. There were countless times when I thought how silly this notion was and chose to ignore it. But it always stayed in the back of my mind.
When I introduced my now boyfriend to my housemates a month ago, they instantly loved him. How polite he was, how cute he was. His name isn’t Sam, by the way. And having had no success finding that special someone with that name before, I accepted the truth of it all. And then something happened that some may say is a weird coincidence. But being the dreamer I am, I saw it as something else. After my housemate’s boyfriend had met him for the second time, he mentioned something to me in passing. He said, “his name doesn’t suit him. He looks like a Sam”.
Yours,
Kait x
Cover photo by Kate Andreeshcheva