Like any other day during the summer of 2017, it was the usual chaos during my boring daily routines. I was stressed out about my working situation; My business was failing. I felt creatively blocked to find the needed solutions. I felt unmotivated to enjoy my job.
I wanted to change everything — I craved to live a life of authenticity and inner peace. I felt restless all the time. I could not focus on anything meaningful. Everyone around me assumed that I was happy with my life situation. It seemed as if I had it all figured out. If anybody around me had cared to look more closely, you could see unhappiness in my eyes. I felt lost.
I felt disconnected from within myself — I felt disconnected from the world around me.
My marriage was not going great either. No marriage is all roses and sunshine. You have your highs and lows. I was holding onto a relationship that had already dissolved. Nothing could rekindle it. We both tried but nothing seemed to work.
I was afraid of letting go of my non-existent marriage. I was afraid of ending up alone. I was afraid of changing my mutual friends with my husband. I was worried about what others in my community would say if my marriage failed. I was uncertain of my future if I chose to divorce. I was also anxious about the comments that would come from my family — I did not want to be a disappointment.
I was at a point in my life where the light within me was slowly dwindling. I was in dogma. I was very indifferent about everything I did — Every decision that I made came from a place of fear, anxiety, or pain. I felt lethargic all the time.
My life was centered around chasing money daily — I had no deeper meaning in my life. I had no particular direction I was moving towards. I had no purpose. I was very unmotivated to find solutions to the obstacles that hindered the accumulation of happiness in my life.
I did not know how to move forward with my life because I had no clear focus on where I wanted to go. I did not know how to start creating meaningful change to improve my emotional well-being. Apart from inhibiting feelings of helplessness, I was always feeling hopeless on a daily. I could wake up every day and ask myself: ‘What is the meaning of my life?’
I felt stuck in everything that I did. I felt blocked emotionally, spiritually, and psychologically. I knew deep down that for me to have happiness and inner peace, I had to change the different aspects of my life that were holding me back.
During the mess of dealing with my emotional and psychological crisis, we received a letter from a friend who was going through a difficult time in his life as well. He said that he needed to go somewhere for a temporary change. He said that needed a change in perspective. He said that he was going through an existential crisis.
I welcomed the idea of having a guest without any expectations — I knew that it would be a very good distraction from my boring routines. I also had a deep feeling of elation.
Before our guest got in touch with us, I had heard so many stories about him during the five years that I was married to his friend. Nonetheless, he was not the kind of person that stayed in my memory. I was very interested in knowing about him.
Whenever mutual friends told stories about him, he sounded like a snob. Everybody commented on his intense desire for a luxurious lifestyle. He was dating a supermodel then. He had a very high-paying job — He lived an exotic lifestyle.
When I thought about him staying in our humble home, I also retracted the idea of hosting. I felt nervous. I feared that I was not financially ready to host a high-maintenance person. It was going to be his first time in a third-world country. I hoped that he would have cold feet and cancel his trip. If he was going to show up, I wished that he would choose to stay in a hotel.
Our guests had declared that they would only stay for less than a week because they had no expectations of visiting a third-world country; I found it snobby and ignorant. Nevertheless, I started preparing my home for their arrival. The visit was an impulsive decision that our guest made. He said that he had no plans. He had no expectations at all. All he needed was to escape his life temporarily.
We expected him to arrive with his famous supermodel girlfriend — we reserved a six-star hotel and a personal driver for their 10-day visit. Visiting a third-world country would be a drastic change for both of them.
He was looking for a paradigm shift. He also mentioned that visiting a third-world country was in contrast to his life situation. Since my job was struggling, I had no money to refurbish the house. I panicked. Hosting our high-maintenance friends was going to be a challenge.
I took a day off work. Washed down the walls of the house. Cleaned every corner. I also prepared the guest room just in case our guests changed their minds and decided to stay with us instead of booking an expensive hotel.
I anticipated dreading the preparation process. On the contrary, I enjoyed preparing for our guests. Somehow I had joy, excitement, and at the same time anxiety. I felt butterflies in my stomach.
A week before the visit, our guest called us on the phone. We had a brief conversation as an introduction to each other since we had never met before. We both wanted to break the ice before we met in person. We both had no expectations of each other. The call did not last long, maybe an hour or so. We talked about his visa expectations and other travel details.
After the phone conversation, I learned that he was a stubborn character who likes to do things his way. He sounded nervous talking about the details of traveling to a third-world country.
The week went by so fast that the day quickly came to pick up our guests from the airport. Finding him was very easy. When I met him for the first time, he leaned in for a quick hug and peck on the cheek. It was a casual introduction. We were both surprised that we both looked different from how we looked in the photos.
There was nothing unusual about him except that he was alone. I expected him to arrive with his girlfriend. He did not mention why he arrived alone.
We drove to my favorite restaurant near the airport for lunch because the guest seemed hungry. Besides, I thought that it would be good for him to relax before we headed home. To my surprise, he seemed calm and quiet. I assumed that it would be the opposite; he sounded overwhelmed and anxious when we spoke on the phone a week before his arrival. He was very different from how I imagined him to be.
We were both relaxed in each other’s presence. He was not a stranger at all. I could not shake the uncanny familiarity and the way our energies merged. I felt like I had known him before I met him. It felt like we had lived a previous lifetime. I knew right away that there was something oddly strange about our guest because knowing him felt like I was getting to know myself. I secretly took a photo of him that day. I look back on it every time I miss him. I see how calm and relaxed he was to be around me. I felt the same way too.
Meeting the guest and talking to him before our lunch was the most interesting conversation that I ever had. His energetic vibes felt refreshing. I felt aligned with him instantly. I felt safe being around him. We openly shared both our fears and desires. We both realized there and then that we had so much in common even though we seemed the opposite from the physical perspective: He sounded like he was another version of me raised differently from another continent.
When lunch was served, we shared our food. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had finally found a home. This feeling was so natural that I forgot we had just met. From thereon, I understood that I had been looking for the other half of me without knowing that I was searching for him. I never expected to meet anybody like him.
The drive to our home was over 40 minutes from the airport. We still kept going in our conversations. With a few beers for the ride, we became more comfortable conversing. We talked for hours and we did not realize how much time had passed. We’re so engulfed in our energetic bubble. I kept looking at him and wondering how I knew him from before. As we laughed together all the way home, I realized that he was so much different from what I had expected. He was not a snob. He was more like me — like the other part of myself.
When we got to the house, he was happy to crash anywhere. He said that was also comfortable with crashing on the couch. Luckily enough, I had the guest bedroom ready just in case he wished to stay with us. The guest was pleased and humbled that we wanted him to stay in our house. He also said that living with us felt like home already.
As the night progressed, I started feeling closer and closer to him as if he and I are one person in two bodies. I could not understand how he completed sentences for me. Sometimes he could articulate things that I was instantly thinking of as if he was living in my mind. At some point during our conversations, he said to me: ‘You are my kind of girl!’ We felt like we were more than best friends.
When we were having dinner, the guest was sitting across from me at the dinner table. He started narrating a childhood story. Somehow, my eyes locked with his. Neither of us would look away. It was like I wanted to see more and more of him as I looked deeper into his eyes. For over three minutes, I could not look away — We both felt the intense magnetic connection. It was a cosmic feeling, to say the least. I saw so much more than just his blue eyes: Deeper as I looked into his eyes, I had this unexplainable feeling as if I was drowning in myself It was a soul-shocking experience and heart-opening!
He had this cheeky smile on his face as he continued to look into my eyes. We both acknowledged each other. I felt a mix of empathetic feelings for him. We got lost in each other. It was such a beautiful feeling locking eyes with him. I was overwhelmed by the fact that I was feeling something new for a stranger. I had never felt anything special for anybody else that I had ever dated before.
After I locked eyes with him, I went to bed at once because my heart was racing so fast — I was overwhelmed by the new feelings that the guest had evoked within me. Our eye contact triggered chaotic emotions within me. I was drunk and tired that it was easy for me to fall asleep after having such a surprisingly intense day. Everything happened so differently from how I imagined would go down.
The next morning, I felt the worst that I had ever felt with emotional chaos; his presence had triggered a wave of emotional chaos within me; my knees felt weak. I had heart palpitations. My energetic vibration increased in frequency. I could feel his energy more intensely than before. I could not fathom why my heart was beating so fast when I saw the guest over coffee the next morning. I was so frustrated by my new chaotic feelings — I had an intense double heartbeat. The pounding of my heart was so strong that I felt like my chest was breaking open.
I threw up pretty much all day. It was the only way to release the energetic pressure in my chest. I felt like he had downloaded both his energy and conscience into mine. I was going through an intense energetic merging phase, and I could feel an energetic union with him.
During breakfast, I could not look at him; I avoided looking into his eyes as much as I could. He had this persistent stare. I could tell that he wanted more eye contact. I knew that meeting him was going to change my life forever. It did. We both announced at the same time that we were not feeling great after being exhausted from the day before.
After the intense eye contact from the previous night, it was an awkward and uncomfortable situation. We both knew that we had unlocked feelings within each other. We both knew that we share a Sacred bond.
Our guest had to catch up with his sleep that day because of the time difference. I had to live my day as normally as I could. I could not stop thinking about the uncanny familiarity that I felt with him. My thoughts were obsessively racing toward him all day. My mind could not shut off! I could remember how good I felt when I locked eyes with him. I could not shake the feeling of the loving pull that I started to grow toward him.
After locking my eyes with my Twin Flame, I felt him energetically whether we were together in the same room or away from each other. I kept daydreaming about him. I also dreamed of him every night. The double heartbeats grew in intensity each day as if both our hearts were merging into oneness. After I found my Twin Flame, my perspective toward my life situation changed.
For someone who had planned to stay for a week in a third-world country, my Twin Flame did not want to leave. It became three weeks. We did not want to separate from each other. He promised that someday when the timing is right, we shall find a way back to each other. I believe him.
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