She thought she was dying; the pain, that excruciating; the anxiety and nausea overwhelming; and the sweats; god, the sweats; unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. After twenty-four hours of suffering, she finally called her doctor and made an appointment. He examined her thoroughly, while running through the typical barrage of questions in an attempt to pinpoint a diagnosis, but kept coming to the same inconclusive end.
She asked about psychic intrusion, as there was an intense ethereal element to what was happening to her – not to mention the fact that she believed she’d recently met the mate of her soul. He looked at her like she’d lost her mind and immediately checked her chart; asking if the Zoloft was still working for her. She knew it would be futile to continue along those lines; remembering a time when she could come to him with anything; and he listened. She was suddenly saddened at the fact that he’d allowed the years and the industry to stifle his open-mindedness; and so she dropped it.
He sent her on her way with a prescription for something to ease the cramps and nausea; telling her that if the symptoms didn’t go away in a few days to call back and he’d schedule “some tests.”
The medication didn’t work, and by the end of the second day she was so weak and exhausted that she couldn’t even entertain the thought of getting up and going anywhere; and so she suffered through; resting during those times when the torturous symptoms faded; knowing she’d need every ounce of strength and energy, should they come back. And so they did; over and over and over again…
It was the end of the third day; the worst by far; she was beginning to wonder if maybe she should have called 911 and been admitted to the nearest hospital, but something inside – way down deep at the core of her being – made her believe that whatever was happening to her, needed to reach fruition.
She’d lost all concept of time; completely consumed; fading in and out of consciousness; fearing she were about to die; when he came softly; riding the last painful tide.
She recognized him immediately; The Ancient One – her Native spirit guide; the wise one who travels between time; and suddenly all was calm.
She felt the warmth of the fire, whose flames danced in the darkened sky. She smelled the sweet smoke that he cupped in his hands and poured over her weary head. “You have done well my child – now you must rest.”
“What’s happening to me,” she whispered. “Shhh…don’t speak…listen” She closed her eyes; falling helplessly into a sublime state of relaxation; concentrating on nothing but the sound of his voice; his words weaving images that filled her completely.
“You have been in the Dark Night of the Soul; a spiritual transformation; one that empties you completely; physically – emotionally – mentally and spiritually; a test of your spirit upon meeting your other half.” She stirred restlessly upon hearing the words “other half,” but he quickly settled her and continued.
He spoke of Soul Mates and Twin Flames; the difference being that we can have multiple soul mates; those we have many lifetimes and experiences with, who help us grow and evolve; creating and dissipating karma; but as for a Twin Flame, each of us having but one; the soul splitting; each half going their own way; incarnating several times, as they gather human experiences before reuniting in their last lifetime; the release of creative energy, to be used for their spiritual mission; the ultimate goal being that they may ascend together; the twin soul connection; two people connected by soul; connected to God.
“This will be the most fulfilling relationship you can enter into as a human; a rarity not to be taken lightly; more intense than any other union; a love so unconditional, as to be Divine; existing on all levels, but beginning at the level of the soul. There can be nothing between you to block the closeness, when in the presence of your twin.”
“How will I know if it’s really him?” she asked; his soft laughter lulling her deeper into the infinite abyss. “This meeting will be so life-changing and profound that such a question need not be asked; a union guaranteeing a deeper connection and understanding of Universal Oneness; but make no mistake, my child; the challenge will come in loving unconditionally, without expectation; your longing and desire to be with one another overwhelming; but over time you will come to understand that this longing is to join with the Divine; as two halves of the greater whole.” She smiled in quiet contemplation; believing for the first time, in miracles.
“There will be much work, in cleansing your karmic pasts; this task which must be completed together, will bring challenges that force you to grow and heal; mentally, physically and spiritually; while you learn to see beyond your physical limitations, ego, and time itself. Your intense desire will drive you toward one common goal; to be the absolute best manifestation of your spirit on earth; tested by fire – enduring beyond all time and space.”
She returned to the material world; forever changed; seeing and experiencing life in a whole new and different way; the possibilities suddenly endless; imagination limitless; her pain and pleasure no longer hers alone; enmeshed and reunited with her one Twin Soul.
And so begins the story of Archibald and Clarissa…
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