Jacob Chastant
While scrolling on Pinterest, I stumbled across a pin that immediately caught my eye. It was pink, adorned with delicate lettering and had a quote that said, “God could not have made a heart like mine and not made its mate. It would be too cruel.” Instantly, I felt drawn to the sentiment and began to ponder its truth.
Could it be that each of us does, in fact, have a soulmate?
Oftentimes, discourse about soulmates is confined to the realm of romantic love, but I wonder if we are doing ourselves a disservice by accepting such a limiting definition.
Perhaps the idea of soulmates goes beyond romantic relationships. What if they exist in many forms, waiting to be rediscovered through friendships, mentorships or even moments of deep connection?
I believe that our souls are vast reservoirs of memories of who we were, who we are and who we will become. It’s these memories, which are deeply imprinted in our consciousness, that guide us to the people, places and things that resonate with our essence.
Have you ever met someone and felt an instant spark? Have you seen or visited a place that you have never been before, but it felt oddly familiar? Have you read a book or poem whose words were able to touch you in a way that hands could not? To me, these moments are whispers of our souls. The murmurs transcend logic but are grounded in the truth of our soul.
I have found pieces of myself in flowers and the moon, bible scriptures and poetry, melodies and dance, paintings and sculptures. I’ve even found myself in the smiles of strangers and the warm embrace of family. For this reason, I know that I am never truly alone, and neither are you.
In a world of 8 billion people, the odds of finding someone with similar interests, passion and love as you should not feel far-fetched. There are people out there who are beautiful reflections of you. Your only obligation is to show up in this world as your authentic self so that you will be recognized.
Someone out there will be able to speak the language of your soul without ever needing to say a word. Someone out there will be able to see the sparkle in your eyes as you ramble about your interests and thank the universe that their path crossed yours.
Someone out there will see you in your darkest moments and still be able to find your light, and to me, all of this will forever be worth the alleged risk of vulnerability.
Though soul connections can be fostered through similar interests, I would go beyond this point and say that similar interests aren’t the sole determining factors of a soul connection.
Maybe you meet someone who is completely different from you, but your spirit feels seen and understood despite the lack of similarities. It is, then, not a sense of tangible mutualism that ties the two of you but rather a subtle, energetic force that our human brains cannot comprehend. In situations like this, we are forced to grapple with fate or the existence of God because there are no other valid explanations.
We are not simply human. Our souls are only temporarily bound by our vessels. Instead, we are threads in a beautiful tapestry of a shared existence. If I am the melody, then you are the lyrics, and if I am the painter, then surely, you are my muse.
As you reach the end of my piece, you have gotten a glimpse of the core of who I am. Now, we are bound by this fleeting moment of connection, and for that, I am grateful.
Amyri Jones is a 23-year-old digital advertising and religious studies senior from Baton Rouge, La.