Of course I know it's "soulmate," and this blog isn't about shoes.
But I have an inside joke for "solemate." Once upon a time, in a land far far away, a friend of mine got a note from the object of her affection. While attempting to be sweet and romantic, he proudly declared, "We're solemates!"
My observation was that, indeed, she was his "solemate," firmly glued to the bottom of his shoe, not unlike a stick of Wrigley's Spearmint, as he sometimes tended to walk all over her.
Truthfully, the soulmate question is the bane of many a psychic's existence. It's overused, misused and abused. So let me explain my view of the soulmate dilemma -- and please note, this is solely (or souly, lol) MY VIEW.
Nobody has one soulmate. If you pass this soul-dude up, you're not doomed to spend life soulmate-less. We have lots of them, and they may not even be romantic relationships; they can be friends, relatives, the family dog (your souldog, lol), etc.
Many times, they can be very very challenging relationships, not someone that was specifically sent down from heaven above to bestow a large rock on your ring finger and skip off down the happily-ever-after road.
So I much prefer the term "karmic relationships," or relationships that are placed in your life for a reason, people you feel that sense of familiarity with, or people you are inexplicably drawn to and feel that "pull" with, sort of like two magnets coming together.
Now I'm no rocket scientist dudette, so I can't explain to you why or how magnets come together. They just do. And unless you pull them far apart or place an obstacle between them, they're together. Sometimes if the magnetic pull is strong enough, they come together even through or around obstacles.
This kind of explains those highly inappropriate relationships we sometimes find ourselves in that we can't fathom why we're even entertaining, doesn't it?
If this has happened to you -- and believe me, it has to most -- it can leave you feeling rather odd. You tend to question your feelings and attempt to figure out why you are so attracted to this dufus that exhibits none of the characteristics of your ideal dude. Totally lacking in logic.
But, as one of my favorite saying goes, if love was logical, Laurie would be out of a job.
So off we go, standing on the edge of the loooooove cliff with no parachute, having this irrepressible urge to jump off, and feeling that it's inevitably going to be a rough landing.
And remember, just as you are pulled, Mr. Dude can also be feeling it -- which may bring up a problem. One of the things I've noticed is just as both of you are staring at each other, scratching your heads in wonderment, either the little she-magnet or the little he-magnet can get scared and turn away due to the sheer intensity. They don't understand the overwhelming feelings, the familiarity, can't handle it, and run away.
If you've ever played with magnets, if the polarity is the same, magnets pull together. If one turns, they bounce off each other. Remember those little magnetic Scotty dogs we had as a kid? Same principal. Take heed. There is nothing worse than being in love and finding yourself staring up the a$$ end of a bouncing dog.
If you never had the pleasure of playing with the Scotties, go get yourself a pair. We can have our very own soulmate science experiment.
The result of some of these karmic relationships can be just like playing with your little Scotties, the magnets being pulled together and then bouncing off each other, pulling together and bouncing off again.
It's about then, I get the call, "I feel so connected to this guy. I know he's interested, and yet he keeps turning away. Am I crazy?"
Absolutely. Let me get your straitjacket and see if there's room with the rest of us in the Funny Farm called Love.
More on this later. I think I hear Jimmy Choo calling and I have this inexplicable urge to go shoe shopping. See ya.