Something seriously wrong happens to you when your soul separates into more than one piece.
Being a Gemini… This is a familiar, and uncomfortable, feeling for me.
I get too attached to the wrong people, sometimes.
I…have a tendency to let people into my life quickly, if they show me affection & appeal to my caretaker side. I’m a sucker for someone who needs a little TLC, and who doesn’t appreciate being taken care of every once in a while?
I have a soft spot for strays & those with sad eyes…the ones who have been hurt in the past, or are hurting now, and I want to jump in and bandage, comfort and fix.
But – that’s not always a good place for me to invest my emotions.
Because, once they’ve had their fill of coddling & cookies, they get up & walk away without a backward glance. Much like being discharged from the hospital, and not giving the nurses another thought once you’ve left the building.
Except, this nurse…thought there was a relationship there, and, much to her dismay, was quickly disabused of that notion when she was forgotten along with the rest.
Yeah, I was talking to someone. The Dragon, from my past, who I had come back into contact with around New Year’s, &… I thought we had at least rekindled a friendship, becoming pen pals, at least. For the last 5 years, I’ve held this man in such high regard that I’ve made him a member of my Chosen Family, which appellation only goes to a very select and small number.
Namely him and one other, the Beloved Nephew.
There is no romantic relationship with this man, but he has had a huge impact on my life, even though he refuses to see it.
And, for some reason, he seems to be afraid of this relationship, which baffles me, because I’ve never asked him for anything other than conversation, honesty, & friendship. That’s it.
And it truly, deeply, hurts, that he seems to have disappeared again…
Leaving a portion of my soul, the piece that attached itself to him, as friend and family, floating, lost out there…aimless and alone.
How many separations can the soul survive… Before it gives up completely?
Or before it ices over?
I need to fix this.
And I believe the only way now…
Is to reunite with my soul-companion.
Soul-Companions are not romantic soul mates. They are those people who come into your life – friend, family member – who just – so completely get you that there are no words necessary. They understand…everything…
They don’t always agree with you, but they understand.
You can, and usually do, tell them everything…down to the nitty gritty, the good, bad & ugly. They’ve seen you laugh till you weep, and they’ve held you as you cry till you collapse. They’ve talked you off the emotional ledges, and you’ve done the same for them, bringing the ice cream & booze for the pity parties. You’ve each laced up your “bitch boots” to stomp the crap out of someone who’s hurt your soul-companion, & you’d bring the shovel to bury the evidence without being asked.
There is an almost psychic bond between soul companions that is impossible to break. Beloved Nephew & I often say we live inside each other’s heads more often than not.
He’ll call me, out of the blue, because he feels like he needs to… And it’ll be exactly what I need, because I’ve had a rough day.
Or, I’ll text him something I’ve found online, because I know it’s something he needs, & he texts me back saying “How’d you KNOW I needed that RIGHT NOW!?!”
He moved down South to be near his family, while I’m still in the far North… And it hasn’t been easy being away from him.
Not just because we have fun hanging out together.
But because… He just gets it.
And I understand him.
And, I know… For the both of us, because we’ve discussed this, our souls need each other to heal, to grow & to find our next steps.
As family and as friends, and as Soul-Companions.
My timeline is set.
I have a goal.
I am moving forward.