Ok, being the great hopeful romantic I am, this article caught my eye. So help me out, I want to know what you think. Do Soul Mates exist?
Well, first of all, I think we need to be clear on our definition of soulmate. Is a soul mate simply a "mystically pre-ordained other half" that you are destined to meet, marry, and have children with? Could a soul mate simply be your other half, with no romantic link? If so, could you have more than one? Is a soulmate the subject of so many serendipitous occurences in your life, that there's just no question, it's fate? Or is it the person you know may be somewhat or so wrong for you, but you want to be with them anyway, and want to work it out?
I should have traded this topic in for Euthanasia back in Sophomore Year AIS ;)
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the soulmate debate is an endless one. i, for one, don't buy into the theory that everyone has a predestined otherhalf. maybe a selected few do. i believe that our souls are intertwined from past lives and that our roles in each others' lives just gets shuffled around through reincarnation. how could there ever be a perfect match, when we live in an imperfect world right? but that's just meh~
reincarnation... hmmm, never knew you believed in that, Rins! That adds an interesting angle into the picture. Personally, I sorta kinda believe in fate, but that it will bring you only up to the crossroads where YOU have to make the decision which will determine what will or will not happen. In any case, I guess I'm just ever the hopeful romantic - if there is such imperfection in this world, then there must at least be some sort of semblance of perfection. To balance it out, you know ;) And that's my two cents' worth.
Sadly, Jen, one of my great lessons in life has been that being soul-mates does not necessarily matter a tinker's damn. Surely when I was younger and more idealistic, I'd have scoffed at this. Not so now, alas.
I think, Jen, I share your romantic impulse. Unfortunately, experience has taught me those impulses are largely Quixotic, and as much as one would believe in them, what does one do when one realizes that windmills become one's targets?
BTW: Sorry to be so late in commenting on your blog. I have been meaning to, but just, well, simply, didn't. I just go quiet sometimes. But thanks for your kindnesses; they are much appreciated.
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