Did you have a soul mate experience with MM? If you did, you don't need me to explain it.

Please use this section to describe to the world what that felt like for you. Let's reclaim soul mate! Tell us without fear!

Did you have a soul mate experience with MM? If you did, you don't need me to explain it.

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Yes

Please use this section to describe to the world what that felt like for you. Let's reclaim soul mate! Tell us without fear!

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We met on every emotional level. We communicated often times with no words. It was like his heart reached through mine and drew life from it and mine his. It was like we'd grown up together and had no shame whatsoever with each other. Telling each other silly stories and secrets with no judgment, no jealousy, no shame.....truly as if we'd met somewhere long ago and had known each other a hundred years.....

My teen years were my favourite years, I was healthy, energetic, devilish and had so much fun. This was mainly possible due to my near 5 year relationship with my first true love from high school. We were inseperable, we did everything together (almost joined at the hip). He was a year older than I. Never once did either of us look at another. We were almost too naive and young to understand the full extent of the passion and connection between us.

He and I were growing up towards the end of our (then) relationship - we wanted and needed to expand ourselves, yet we knew not how to do it together. We started spending time apart, that's when things got very confusing. We seemed to drift in and out for a while, and we'd even casually talked about marrying one day - when we were ready - no pressure.

Our paths took us in different directions while we explored new life experiences. We even tried different relationships in our attempt to 'grow up'. This soon caused a lot of hurt feelings, misunderstandings and heartbreak. I couldn't bear to know he was with anyone else, I chose to move away - run. He tried to convince me not to move away (but I did!) and although he tracked me down a year or so later, I was in a new relationship and my then fiance at the time wouldn't permit me to see him while in a nearby town. That was 25 years ago and I never heard from him again.

All these years, I never forgot him nor the deep love and passion we had; sometimes even calling out his name in my sleep during my first marriage. In fact, to this day, I retained photo albums with our pictures in it, stored along with my current albums. To others, I'd explain "this man was my first love'... I would think of him, wondering what would have become of us, what had happened to him. I would ask questions about him when I returned home to visit my parents; but alas, he'd married and moved away. I still felt that connection and desire, although I had finally relegated it to my past.

He understood me, he challenged me, I felt he made my life wonderful and full - we cherished each other (I can see that now). Why I ever gave up so easily on him in my youth - is beyond me now and it's saddened me greatly over the years.

Two marriages (and one child) later, discontent in my second marriage perhaps and yet something deeper made me once again attempt to find him via the internet and its resources.

I nearly died of heart failure when I got a response from a friend of (his) family relative - who kindly passed on the information - that 'I was looking for' him. "He" sent me a response a few days later, and it was true - we'd found each other again.

Many months have passed; discussing our hopes, dreams and desires - once again we are mentally and physically involved in the intense relationship we once had; these feelings were almost more than we could both handle.

There are now many complications and roadblocks (we are both married at present). So far, we are travelling over the strange roadmap called infidelity, not because we disbelieve in monogamous relationships, but for perhaps different reasons than most.

With us, it is unfilled dreams, opportunities lost and yet newly found. Perhaps fate really does have something to do with it? Perhaps we were only meant to meet again temporarily, to understand what we had together (as it is now so clearly evident from our mature adult perspectives).

We know not where it will lead us - but we are and will always be soul-mates - in this life and the next. I am (and always will be) his Juliet and he is (and always will be) my Romeo.

When I was 18, I met her in college. She was introduced to me through a common friend, and friends we were for about a year. Then, completely by surprise to the both of us, we slowly fell in love. We were together a little over a year before we slept together, both of us giving each other the time and space to decide if we wanted to share that special gift that can only be given once. It was like a fairytale.

Her parents didn't know about me at first because they come from a very different background, one that usually involves arranged marriages. After 2 years though, they began to suspect, and eventually found out. It was very difficult and stressful, and may have contributed to the breakup. The breakup was very hard. I think I was depressed for a long time afterwards.

Within a few months, I was able to squeeze out all thoughts of her, and I broke contact with all our mutual friends, save one, my friend who introduced us. That was 7 years ago. From time to time, maybe once a year, she'd call me either to wish me happy birthday or just to see how I was doing. She often asked why I had "dropped off the earth," and that all my old friends wondered what ever happened to me.

By then, I had moved on with my life, moved to another city, and severed all connections to that past, save the one who introduced us; and who is, to this day, still one of my closest friends. She wound up meeting a new guy, and is still with him, 7 years now. They were married a few months ago, and have begun talking about starting a family.

Earlier this year, I was in my basement rummaging for something when I came across a folder filled with old love letters from her. I was so startled, I was sure I had thrown them out years ago. On a whim, I called her up (it had been close to a year since we last spoke) and told her what I had found. The conversation was a bit awkward for me, as it was the first time I called her in over 7 years. Still, we chatted for a few minutes, she asked me why I still had those, and I told her that it was a surprise for me too. And that was that. That evening, I read over some of them, looked at old pictures of us, and was very happy to find that there were no negative emotions left over, only pleasant memories. I put them aside after a few minutes and thought no more of it.

A week later, she called me and asked if she could read some of those letters. Her fiancé wasn't home that evening, and her curiosity had gotten the better of her. I drove over that night and we laughed as we read through some of them. I had intended to stay about an hour, and then go back home. It was very strange for me to be there, as you might imagine. Instead, I stayed until 4:30 the next morning, while we talked. We talked about what had happened between us so many years ago, and I filled in many of the blanks that she had wondered about over the years. When I left, I was in a state of confusion. I was supposed to be gone hours ago, and I was supposed to be nervous being there, etc. It took me half an hour to sort through my emotions to figure out that I had actually enjoyed myself and had a good time. I couldn't believe it.

For the next few weeks, I went over about once a week, and we talked into the wee hours of the morning. I couldn't fathom how it was possible that I was sitting there, with her, after so many years. We talked and talked, just like we used to. I soon realized that the reason I felt so strange about all of it, was because there were no feelings of uncertainty. I was completely comfortable with her, and she with me. After the first week, I think, she turned around on the couch and leaned into me. It startled the hell out me, but with old instinct, I put my arms around her and we just sat there in silence. The silence was not uncomfortable at all, it was... comfy.

For the next month, we just enjoyed each other's company and talked. We spoke on the phone a few times, and always made sure to be perfectly honest about this whole thing. It was weird for the both of us, so much time had passed, and yet it seemed that much of our friendship had survived after so long, a great surprise to us both.

We're not sure what will happen this time, but we are as communicative with each other as we ever were. We talk about Everything - random/stray thoughts and all; nothing is too trivial. I knew she was my soulmate back then. Recent events have only further solidified that belief.

We both felt the same, lonely. It was like we were meant to find eachother and be a comfort for the other, while at the same time being completely fufilled. It was so intoxicating and addictive - being the eachother's refuge.

Before I met MM would have laughed at the soulmate theory but so many strange things happened. We moved into houses near each other, I moved hundreds of miles and to this day don't know why I chose to live where I did, something was pulling me there. I met a good friend of his years before I met him and he was the one who witout him even knowing brought us together. I feel I have known him forever and was being drawn to him. That first moment I saw him was like a bolt of lightning and I remember that moment so clear right down to what he was wearing, I remember feeling "who are you, I know you". He knows what I am thinking, we know what the each one is going to say, we know when there is a problem even when not together. I can think I need to talk to him and within minutes he is on the phone, we are totally connected.

I never understood that term before, but I do now. Our hearts beat as one. It's like a metronome and it's hypnotic. I often wonder if that's what attracted us to one another in the first place.

Also, and this is very strange for both of us. Our palms are exactly alike. And I mean exactly. Line for line. Every crease is the same. On both hands. It was very strange the first time we realized that. Now we think it means we're supposed to be together. That it's fates way of telling us that we are two halves of the same person. Whenever I start to doubt things, he just holds up his hand to mine and says 'but baby, you're my other half' and I feel this very positive energy just course through me. He does too. I also experience this intense telepathic-like connection with him, and he with I. I'll be thinking about him intensely, and he tells me he can feel it. He's even gone so far as to tell me the times of day/night when he feels it and he's pretty right on the money. I can feel it with him as well. It's not a sense of what he's thinking, just that he is thinking about me...it's like a voltage of positive energy being focused my way. We like all the same things, and are very similar. I'm very supportive in his career, and he in mine. I'm also his biggest fan...He's a drummer in a band...And he tells me that I'm his inspiration. His muse. Soulmates to the very end.

To begin with, well...I'm not a big believer in numerology, but our numbers all seem to line up! Many of the numbers in our personal make up (birthdates; childrens' birthdates, license plate numbers, etc., all seem to add up to my lucky number. Yeah, kind of corny, but it gets better!

We met in a far-away city, although we only lived about 50 miles apart. This fact must have been a prelude to the many soul-mate experiences we've had over the years!

When he was a teenager, he had an opportunity to work out of state for the summer. It happened to be in the state where I lived; about 15 miles from my hometown. For some reason, he didn't do it, and for years, he had the feeling that it was unfinished business; that he was supposed to have gone there and didn't. There was something in that area that was part of his future. It bothered him for years. Even through two other marriages, this area has held a mystical fascination for him.

Had he come to my state back then for the summer, we'd have met. Who knows what Fate would have dealt us back then. But when we did finally get together and recited our wedding vows, guess where the wedding took place? Yup--back in that mystical, magical place of our youth. He no longer wonders why he regretted not going there.

These are just a few of the soul-mate experiences that we share. Time and time again. He finishes my sentences; I finish his. You know the story...

I never gave it much thought before... I feel my best girlfriend since HS is a soulmate, and I had a best guy friend who I considered (and still do) a soulmate. My MM, however, is without a doubt the love of my life. I've been in love before and have weathered many relationships, but nothing prepared me for this. I knew he was "the one" before the affair even began -- there was no rational thought to it, nor was the feeling provoked by any incident in particular... the feeling just washed over me one day, and I can't explain it. We already had a good connection from day one, and ever since we started seeing each other, that connection grows deeper with each passing moment. It's the most amazing thing I've ever experienced.

I described in an earlier message how MM and I met, when we were in college and he wasn't married, and how I had a crush and never said anything and we barely knew each other, and how we ended up talking on the phone again years later, after he was married, and becoming friends. That first time on the phone was a MAJOR "soul-mate" experience; we instantly bonded and had no problems talking for hours, even though we'd never really known each other before. I had always had this feeling that, if he really got to know me (instead of just seeing me at club meetings with other people and having small talk), we could be great friends, and that's exactly what happened.

Our first night together, which was also our first time seeing each other in person for more than 5 years, was also a major soulmate experience. We had thought (described in "How we met" message) that it would take us a few days to get comfortable with each other and then we might have sex, but as soon as we got back to the hotel room and I changed into my nightgown, we just started kissing and couldn't stop. It was like we were made to be together; we were just instantly comfortable with each other and everything was perfect. We ended up making love that night.

Since then, there are odd moments... we'll both want exactly the same thing sexually at the same moment, or we'll both have the same feeling about something, when I think "soulmate", but those two early experiences were definitely the strongest.

Yes......definitely my soulmate. We had such fun when we were kids.....all innocent and all...no inhibitions.
Meeting up again after 20 years.....well, there are a lot of thing we've done or have that are the same. He has a saying on his desk......I have the same one on mine. His lucky number is 12 and by random chance our anniversary is on the 12th. We compliment each other in most ways.

When I was 19 I moved across the country to go to University. There was a guy there on a different course - a mature student who had started at the same time as myself to complete a day release course for his work. We bumped into each other a few times but nothing more.

When I graduated three years later, I landed my first job which co-incidentally happened to be in a company situated right next to his office in the same building. Again we bumped into each other a few times and chatted, but nothing more.

A year afterwards I decided things weren't working out so moved back across the country, but soon discovered I had been happier where I was and so started to apply for jobs in and around my university city. The only job I was offered was in his company. We got on like a house on fire but nothing happened and when I left that job we stayed in touch. Two years after I left, circumstances meant that I had to move house and I moved across the county to the only suitable, affordable place I could find - just ten minutes away from his new office premesis. We stayed in touch as friends via email and the occasional drink for five years before we very suddenly and unexpectedly got together. Having been his friend for so long, I knew about the problems in his marriage and that he was planning to leave which he did a few weeks after we got together. He was fairly traumatised so I took him with me when I went to see my clairvoyant, to see if she could help him find the right direction.

My clairvoyant told us that we'd always meant to be together, and that someone "on the other side" had been trying for years to push us together. My partner's grandfather had died the year before, and the clairvoyant thought that he had had a hand in pushing us together so suddenly. Everything she said about our previous meetings and circumstances were correct, and she said that there had been a great deal of frustration from "the other side" that we just weren't taking the hint!

Sometimes we don't need to talk at all. We both know what the other is thinking. Sometimes he answers a question I was only just thinking of asking. It's extraordinary.

I had been in relationships since I was 12, had my first child at 15, 3 long term relationships between age 12 and 23...I always felt empty, I didn't trust, I fought for relationships when I was the only one who could care less if they lasted or not. I met MM, I felt unconditionally loved, respected, I trusted, I admired, I was complete, not because he loved me, but because he taught me to love myself without fear of mistakes or judgement, without fear of pain. I once heard a story about a thing called 'split-aparts', that in the beginning of time when souls were created, each individual soul was split in two, and each half would spend eternity searching for what would make it whole again...he makes me whole...

Below is a poem from Rod McKuen...this describes my feelings for MM and the lifetime I waited for him...

I always knew
that you would find me,
no clock needed to remind
me that it would happen.
I planned on it, worked it out
hid in plain sight every day
knowing you would pass,
that way or this, come along,
go by, pause in moving to
here or somewhere; near or
far it did not matter. You
would arrive.

It kept the heart
alive and thriving in the clatter
of times' travel to know
that you would turn and see me
then not turn away.You here
or coming, unraveling the puzzle,
kept me whole and safe
and driving on toward this day.

When the evenings, like forever,
started fleeting, going fast
I could see you at some distance
disappearing in the mist.
In the mass of fondled faces
one imagines in a lifetime
yours was there just out of grasp.

As you fluttered in my future,
fled throughout my lifelong past
I expected every spring to bring you
to my arms, to my side. When
the autumns started coming thick
and firm and fast, I never once
gave up believing you'd arrive
with winters passing, you would
be here as the moon fell.

As the sun rose we would clasp
hands at first, then bodies closing
up that awful gap that life without
a life long partner leaves between
the noon and night line. Did I
falter in my faith? Once or twice
perhaps, but never long enough
to leave you languishing in some
dream that wasn't mine. Because
I always knew that you would
find me, I never sent out distress
signals, never tapped out SOS.

I was blessed
with growing knowledge, something
whispered do not worry, it will
happen, it's been planned. Nothing
here is happenstance. Do not hurry.
Do not pause to catch your breath.
So it was I always knew

Now and then I leapt to heaven
on another's stroke or kiss, lent
to me to keep me going in this
sure direction. Afterward the same
affection that I saved, assigned to you
only grew. I always knew that you
would find me and so I did not
bother scrawling each and every
new address on cloud or curb stone.
Why? I was waiting, you knew the rest.

A nocturne for The King of Naples,
A serenade or two for those who
got me through some fearful midnights.
Sonatas for some faces time erases but
does not forget. A double wind concerto
for the wind itself; it could have blown
me anywhere, but wouldn't, didn't. I
dropped some songs along the way in
laps of strangers, even laps I knew. But
this music you see spread around you
these notes and half notes, planted long
ago, that grew and grew was/were saved,
because I always knew that you would
find me and help me with the harvest.

The strongholds, the havens that
proved weak and wanting, lessons
learned, prizes earned, not always
given. Paths I paved, paths unpaved.
The rest of what I have to offer, little
things this life's amassed; for you,
for you, it was for you I saved
the best for last.

I dont really like that term.. But we definitely have a connection that we had never experienced before. I can't imagine not loving him.

Soul Mate?? YES,by all means...yes.

We met online, just happened to start chatting one day. Instantly, we were revealing things to each other...our dreams, fears, struggles, reflections on the world. In a matter of days, we could not stay away from our computers. It was like meeting a part of yourself that you knew existed, but you were afraid you could never find. Eventually we began talking on the phone and our connection continued to grow. We finished each other's sentences so often, we could have a conversation without words. When we met in person, there was something almost electric to our touch. We spent hours just looking into each other's eyes, talking and touching...nothing purely sexual, just holding hands, caressing our faces. We made love the 3rd time we met in person, and it was like something we had both only dreamed about. We knew we belonged together and the pull was so strong, we both left our respective marriages, without looking back, in a matter of months. There was no way we could live in this world and not be together. Even though his schizophrenic exwife gave us hell,I suffered a miscarriage, and there is a 16 year age difference, we always found solace in each other. We will be celebrating our second wedding aniversary next month and we have a beautiful baby boy. Nothing has changed. We still talk until 2 a.m., still touch all the time, and even more, we still have that synchronicity that no one can deny, not even our exspouses. Our love continues to grow...sometimes I just look at him. He is so beautiful to me. I am sorry that people had to get hurt (although they both contributed greatly to the demise of our marriages), but I have no doubt that we are where we are supposed to be.

Soul mates isn't even the word for it. The first time he ever touched me even though it was only for a brief moment and and accident at that, it was like fire...My legs didn't stop trembling for hours after that....My heart felt like it was going to explode. This was all before we had even started becoming anything.
After the first converstation we had when he accidentally touched me, I had this inexplicable pull to call him, so I did....And I didn't look back....
Now there are times when I am thinking about calling him and the phone rings and it's him. We finish each other's sentences, we say the same things at the same time. By only about the 2nd time we had talked I told him things that it took my years to tell my husband. I feel like I have known him my whole life. Every time I think about breaking things off, I feel like I am losing my heart and soul. I truly know that he is my soul mate. I don't think that I could live without him

I'm not sure I believe in the 'one person for everyone' ... but ... I know that the overwhelming connection I feel with my MM is unique and special and instant.

We have been on and off for 10 years and without fail, when we are together its an emotional, fun, joyous, deep, goofy, playful, serious connection that I've never had with someone else.

I always say he is the absolute 'love of my life' - and in terms of being a soul mate, he is by far the closest I will ever come to having one.

Yes, absolutely, without doubt!!

It scared me at first - I thought he had a spy camera in my house to watch me, know my likes and dislikes. We respond to the same events with the same comments, we finish each other's sentences, we know when the other has emailed or texted. When he's down I feel sad, even when he is on the other side of town. If he doesn't sleep well neither do I - on the other side of town. We like the same things - TV, movies, restaurants, but we have enough differences to learn fro each other as well.

Most important, we share the same values, beliefs, sense of humour - we complement each other, fill in the gaps, strengthen each other's week spots.

It happens so easily. I suppose that's because we can focus on us and not the day to day chores of life. It is a good way to start a relationship but we have to also be realistic if it is to succedd in the real world.

Soul mates?

Yes. Every person in our lives is our soul mate, I believe.

All pre-arranged.

He and I met with a force beyond ourselves. There was this tremendous pull that I never quite felt before.

I was destined for many reasons, all of which were life altering. Well for us both, life altering is an understatement.

Yes, I believe that my xmm was my Soul mate. We were so good together with everything, the love, even just sitting and talking.
They say that you have more than one soul mate, I know that I have been with one Soul mate. And, I know that he felt the same way, and that if the circumstances were different, we would be together at this time and place. I was told that your soul mate helps you thru bad times with comfort, love and support. I believe this to be true. He helped me thru my bad times and I helped him thru his bad time, but it wasn't meant for us to be together, but just to pass thru each others lives, and realize that there is truly love (unconditional love) and that we will remember each other forever.

Years ago i used to post to this board, i used the same handle. I only posted for a week or so. I liked to read what people had to say but I didn't feel as though anyone had the same perspective as I did. I posted about being in love, about MM being my soulmate. I received 3 or 4 responses. One from a male that was still pining after a MW, although he was claiming that she loved him and was only with her husband for money. And from a women who told me that I should be prepared to spend all holidays alone and have a very very lonely life.

I am not sure that I still conceptualize relationships as having a "soulmate" connection. However, i know that my relationship with MM was meant to be. I was meant to know him and love him. His presence in my life and his love for me push me to be the best person I can be.

He is my soul mate without a doubt. And he feels that I am as well.

For me him being my soul mate is being so comfortable with him. He knows things about me that I haven't told anyone and I mean anyone. I trust him completely. It's thinking about things and finding out that he's thinking the same thing. It's having same habits. It's feeling so right when we are together. It's never tiring of listening to him breath on the other end of the phone when there is nothing to say, or when we are falling asleep. It's just looking at him in amazment that he's with me and loves me so much. It's knowing that he will always love me even if our lives take different paths. It's both of us feeling so alive and uninhibited because we are together. He knows me like he knows himself. There isn't anything we would do for eachother, (except him leave the kids.) Heck the guy even knows my monthly cycle closer than I do, and even knew it before the A. And not because of PMS.

When MM and I had our first encounter we were talking about all of our likes and dislike and he pointed out that there were lots of things that I claim attract me to a man and he really didn't meet many of them. I told him that is because you and I have been reincarnated many times looking for eachother and NOW we have found eachother.

He looked at me with glossy eyes and said. you know I have always felt a void in my heart and I don't feel it anymore, I know you are right.

Ever since then we could not be more insync if we were twins attached at the heart. Sometimes it is so scary to know that you can mesh with someone like he and I have so fast, and it feel like we were apart for 2000 years and never skipped a beat.


AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW how I love that man.


~La Negra~

He was the first relationship I had where I was completely comfortable being me. I wasn't afraid with him. I wasn't afraid to laugh and be goofy. And I wasn't afraid to get angry and fuss with him. And I wasn't afraid to be naked in front of him and I wasn't afraid to love him....

Three years ago - (see my entry below) - I reconnected with the passionate love of my life. We'd had separate lives for nearly 25 years - then we found each other again. We had an affair despite all the guilt and pain it caused, but eventually it didn't work out (despite both our desires). Family commitments and responsibilties took precedent over emotions.

We eventually drifted apart amidst pain and heartbreak. My Romeo - was committed to another. We almost never communicate any more --- I've since moved on and found happiness with a man (strangely enough - who could be the physical twin to my Romeo)... different personality, but physically similar. After being on my own (single) for 2 years - my new love and I are moving in together soon.

My marriage of 18 years dissolved two years ago - more or less after the affair made me re-evaluate my priorities.

I know my Romeo will always be my true soul-mate - yet - just as in the Shakesperean version ... will never come to pass.

But that's ok ... it's an experience I'll never regret --- or forget.

Juliet

My MM was and still is absolutely my soul mate. We met in high school during our junior year. We both attended a special program for high school students on Saturday's and during the summer.

I clearly remember noticing him during an assembly we had. Out of almost 200 students, he caught me eye, for some strange reason. Later that day, while I was in a classroom, he walked past the room. He turned around and came back and started at me through the window in the door. There were instant sparks from that first look. After classes were over he walked up to me and introduced himself and gave me his number.

I called him that night and we had a great conversation. The only problem was I had a boyfriend at the time. We became very close friends. I told him all about my relationship that was falling apart, and he was very supportive.

A couple of months after my breakup with my boyfriend, we were together. We spent every day together talking,walking , and spending time in the park. Our relationship was great, until I got pregnant. The was the beginning of our senior year and he freaked out. WE had an abortion, because he wasn't ready for a child and our relationship ended a few weeks later.

After our breakup, we kept in contact, even throughout college. Our sophomore year of college he acme to visit me. I felt the sparks all over again and I wanted him back so badly. But I didn't say anything because I figured, if he broke up with me in high school, he wouldn't have wanted to be with me now. Which, I found out years later, was a big mistake.

Anyway, our senior year of college we lost contact for about 6 months.When I did finally reach him he told me that he was married and that his wife was 5 months pregnant. My heart sank, but I congratulated him and then left him alone.

Four years later, I got an email from him out of the blue asking, "Is this the same woman that stole my heart in high school?" Needless to say I completely melted. when I read it and had to take a few minutes to compose myself before responding to his email. We emailed echoer occasionally for about a year until I moved back to NJ. We began emailing more frequently, and after 6 months, we were emailing each other every day. I confessed to him that a lot of old feelings had resurfaced ad that I never quite got over him.

He admitted he felt the same way. We began to discuss our relationship and how there was a "connection" between us that we never experienced with anyone else. We were able to be completely open with each other. We talked about every and anything. We thought about eachother at the same time. WE knew what the other was thinking without saying a word. We knew echoer inside and out. We joked about having some kind of "brainlink" that held us together.

Sad enough, even though we had tat connection and we both knew that we were soul mates, he could not and would not sacrifice his family or his career for our relationship.And even though we have ended our affair, now that we have a 2 month old daughter together, we are still very much connected.

Not sure if soulmates is the word, maybe, but for sure something strange.

Able to communicate telepathically... sounds weird...but it's true. Never would have believed it possible if I hadn't experienced it.

Example: would wake suddenly in the middle of the night, physically feel a nudge on my back and be compelled to get online. Unexplainable. When I'd get online, there he'd be waiting for me.

We were both so surprised by this, we even did little tests with each other....one test we did scared me so much we never attempted anything like that again!

Like some of the other posts here though, right from the beginning it felt like we'd known each other, experienced each other, forever (or maybe in some other lifetime?).

It was his word for us. He said he'd never felt so at one or been so comfortable with another person. When we held each other it was perfect peace.

We would spend hours gazing into each other's eyes. Our kisses were trancendent. From the first moment we met on line it was total recognition and belonging.

We opened up to each other so easily and I felt as comfortable being my true self as he did.

After the BU I became more aware of the other connection between us. I can "tune" in to him and feel him when we are apart. Sometimes I get an overwhelming feeling of agitation or of love and I know he is thinking of me. When I get that restless feeling and have vivid dreams I know he is about to do something to contact me. It's weird but my H has seen this happening so often even he believes.

It goes to show that soulmates are not always gentle and loving.

The moment he walked through the door, my heart recognized him. That's it. Can't describe it any better. He was already in there, I just needed the face, the voice, and that one moment. Even if I'd never seen him again, I would never have forgotten him.

We met just over a year ago. When I first met him, there was definitely a feeling of "we have known each other before" or we needed to know each other. I knew he was married, and didn't think he was the kind of guy to cheat. Nor did I want him to. I respected it. But then I remember an exchange we had, the night that we first got to know each other a little bit, and he asked me "where were you 10 years ago"? I knew exactly what he meant, and without missing a beat, I responded with "waiting for you". Well apparently that much was true...because here we are...

He is my twin flame. He is my soul mate. There it is in the eyes when we look at each other. Sometimes, I don't want him to look too long at me, there is that seeing right through each other. Everything we do is transformative. After sex, we are literally transformed. I feel as if we actually merge. There is nothing like it.
I see his past as he sees my past, we see our present, we see each other being together in the future. It is funny when I say, I can not move on with my life when he is not in it when as an other woman, moving on means moving on without the married partner.
We sense each others feelings and thoughts even when miles apart. It is a very psychic connection. We mutually feel that what we have transcends all the relationships that have come before and may come after, there is that definitiveness and validity of our connection.
Kissing a twin flame is like locking into another soul's beauty, power and love.
We never experience boredom, distress or apprehension. If so, not for long, we are always having a beautiful time even when just quietly sitting together. We feel united and drawn irresistibly together.

MM and I are so much alike that anyone who knows us both remarks on it. We have the same (sick) sense of humor, are both quick-witted and are passionate sports fans. But I don't think that's the definition of soulmate.

Once MM and I spent more time together and began to know each other better, we discovered that we were very much alike in our hearts and souls.

It's difficult to articulate because its often an intangible thing. To us, it was about feeling closer to another human being than you can get physically. It has not been like that for me with anyone else, before or since.

I wish he wasn't auch a good fit for me. I wish we weren't so close. It would make walking away a lot less painful.

Yes. It was the most amazing feeling. Like being in love and loving and accepting yourself - something that doesn't seem to happen at the same time for people. It felt like for once the world was "right" and that the events that fate had set in motion for us to meet had met their objective. Like for the first time you feel absolutely complete even though you didn't realize that you had been lacking anything before.

He is my soul mate. 'Nuff said!


Happily involved...for now...

It may sound corny to some, but yes, there is a definite connection there that I've not experienced before in any relationship. I believe that everyone has a 'sixth sense', but that some are more in tune to it, than others. He and I call it ESPN. It's more than coincidence. At least once a day, he will call me, or I him, only to find that the other was just reaching for the phone at the same time. And there have been times when he's made comments about stuff going on in my life, that he could not have known about. It goes deeper than that, but I'm not sure I can adequately explain it.

What's more, I was adopted as an infant and do have some issues from that. I've gotten used to trying to describe what it feels like, to non-adoptees, knowing all the while that they would never understand. He is not an adoptee. And from the very first time we talked, he began nailing me on the head. My fears. My issues. He knows me inside and out.

Soulmate. Best friend. yes. All of the above.

It seemed from shortly after we met we connected on a different level. soul mate who knows but it felt so comfortable and right being together we both knew it was wrong but it was like I had always known him funny part at the end I discovered i did not know him at all

My MM felt a very strong connection the minute we laid eyes on each other. It was like we knew each other all our lives.

I kept asking him, "How do I know you? I know you from somewhere right?"

He just laughed and said he felt the same way.

It's like he's my brother, or my twin, or something. It's like he's in my head and we're connected in this spiritual way.

To find a connection like that gives life meaning.

Before we start out PA MM said that I must be an angel sent from God to give him a message.

He said he was a bodhisattva and that I was one too and that that was how he knew me.

Did you have a soul mate
experience with MM? If you did, you don't need me to explain it.

Yes. It was a mind-blowing chemical attraction. We loved each other's touch, smell, gaze, we could 'be' together for days on end. One look and that was it. I miss that.