Soul-mates Finally Explained

"Soul-mates...."

A term used widely, with glassy-eyes- means nothing.
Here's why.


Originally the term soul-mates was used to define the mystical reunion of people in this lifetime who had once been in love (or in bed) in a previous lifetime. This longed for reuniting presupposes a belief in reincarnation. So far so good.

However, to further romanticize the issue and remove it's possibility from the grasp of you and most of your neighbors, the exalted soul-mate, the "twin-flame", was introduced. Now this twin-flame, if you were lucky or evolved enough, was purported to be an actual split off your own soul. Your own bad self.
So, to meet a twin-flame soul-mate was to join with your highest self and realize unity in it's absolute fullest. This was deemed rare and elusive, unless you ordered by midnight tonight.

Well, the new-age books started cranking out reincarnation and soul-mate books but didn't want to leave anybody out on account of the twin-flame velvet rope effect. This carrot on the stick held by the self-improvement group got lowered progressively enough so that we could all gobble a bit and chew on it.

I mean, first it got watered down to where you should maybe forget the twin-flame thing and just find a soul-mate while you got good enough at evolving, or maybe transcending evolution altogether. And they had to add in that we could have several soul-mates, because if yours died, wouldn't you be pissed? Nah- just get another!

Next it became, "you know, if it's too hard to divorce this oaf you've never shared a past-life experience with, you can just work at deepening your soul connection, therefore transforming yourselves into soul-mates." Doesn't that sound a little reminiscent of plain and simple loving someone? At this point, the term soul-mates means nothing.
So, now when I hear or read of someone holding out for a soul-mate relationship, I'm thinking- is that it? Anything else?!

But if we admit this watered-down version is really one defined by the book mill, in order to cater to everyone, and not by the true, romantic reincarnationist out there, we can get to my point.

First we lay the foundation, since we've already embraced reincarnation (nice rhyme). And, we are up on our metaphysical principles enough to remember, and feel- that time is an illusion. Time to us, now as mystics of course, is both infinite and infinitesimal, and basically meaningless since we made the whole thing up.

The effect this has on a series of lifetimes (assuming they are serial and not parallel) is to blend them together into, really, one big long lifetime- with a few seams in there. Little hiccups in the flow where you were perhaps the opposite sex, sacrifice to the gods, or selling rubber crutches- whatever. Past life, present life, future life, who cares, right? Because we've now agreed they're all the same.

Now at the end of our distorted logic, it's not hard to figure out that when I'm finally reunited with my long lost soul-mate, I'm effectively running into an ex-girlfriend.

Are you ecstatic? Tell me again the exciting romantic part! What about getting some strange!!!?

So, when your next date gets that wistful look and confides her deep longing for a soul-mate relationship, tell her you don't want to hear about her ex-boyfriends- the past is the past, man.