I never used to believe in the notion of the “soulmate". I mean not the “one and only” type of soulmate. Obviously, I’m a born romantic; I fawn over sunsets, deem almost everything "lovely", and gush waterfalls of tears every single time I watch a rom-com... BUT I’ve never worshipped prince charming.

You see, I’ve always believed that you could fall in love over and over again, and that it could be real each and every time. Perhaps insanely different, perhaps not always even romantic, but always, always real.

But then one day I was cruising along in my little Toyota Corolla with the windows down and the song “Gamble for a Rose” by King Charles blaring at top volume (I highly suggest giving it a listen), and even though I’d listened to the song just about a million times before, it was then in that fraction of a moment that I felt him for the first time.

I felt this love in my chest unlike anything I’d ever felt before, and believe me, I have felt things deeply all throughout my life, but this was different...

I felt this immense love for this boy.. for what boy?? I have absolutely no clue.

I had no idea who he was... well, is, but I could feel him there- as if he were pressing his cheek against my chest and whispering his vows right then and there with warm, sweet breath and a tender voice.

I could feel him.

I could feel him loving me back, and it took my breath away.

I had to pull over; there was simply no question.

I sat, closed my eyes, I wrapped my arms around myself as if to hold him there with me.

I whispered: “where are you?”

Well, of course, there was no answer...

But the universe heard me and shoved me forward; I stumbled for a moment, unsure where on earth my soul was intending to go, but then I picked up speed.

I felt crazy. It all sounds like something you’d read in a cheesy blog post somewhere… huh?

But no, it was so real. This isn't just some nonsense you slap on a piece of paper and call art. No this was magic. This was fire. In that moment, I knew what it meant to “have faith in the unseen.” I just knew that i needed to take a gamble and believe he existed, that I needed to search high and low until I knew i’d found him.

So, I started the car, drove home, and started to write a book.

Below is an excerpt from this book I intend to write:

how to greet your soulmate//

slow approach-

something in between a tiptoe and waltzing.

yes, inch along

no tumbling, no unraveling

at one another’s feet.

there’s no rush.

lock eyes:

eyelashes dance and quiver.

sharp intake of breath,

quiet smile,

painted cheek.

exhale stardust and souls shall shyly brush fingertips

and press palms.

wrap arms around waist

press cheek to cheek.

fold into one another

and

whisper:

“i love you.”