Obie said:
Can a soulmate break up with you?
I believe so...everyone I've ever dated has been a soulmate to some extent and I either broke up or got broken up with in each of them...the ones who weren't soul mates never really heated up enough to have anything to break up...but then there were those soul mates with whom things still didn't heat up.
I recently found the reason for a surprisingly unsuccessful attempted relationship with a woman during my 20's who was certainly a soulmate.
During a lifetime initiated in the mid 1800's, my name was Charlie and I met and married a woman, Sarah, who had no surviving family due to congenital health issues. She had no symptoms, but she did mentally "leave me" at times. At some point after successive miscarriages, her "leaving" became increasingly difficult bouts of depression, and it became obvious to me that the cycle had no choice but to continue, and it did, until the congenital health issues took hold and took her life. While that life had the remarkably sorrowful aspects of Sarah's illness, there were also wonderful highs and but for the illness, our marriage could have been considered successful.
I was 24 when I met "Cindy" and we immediately finished each others sentences and our conversation just flowed...anyone else standing around us simply seemed to disappear. We seemed wholly comfortable in each other's company and at an appropriate time I asked her out and she politely said she'd get back to me, which was fine. The next day she asked to speak to me and was way more formal than the simple yes or no would have required.
Cindy told me that my request made her feel extremely happy and she knew that if we went out we'd have a wonderful time. She also told me about how upon meeting me she was amazed at how immediately comfortable she felt with me and how her regard for me seemed to simply grow out of proportion to our time spent together. I was of course deeply flattered, but I saw something cross her face which did not bode well. She then said, despite those wonderful feelings, she had to decline, as our relationship would quickly go farther than her ability to deal with it.
Taken aback, I got the impression she was engaging in a conversation she needed to have with an old lover or someone with a great deal more experience with her than I had. It was then that I noticed her looking at me and seemingly searching my eyes...intently staring into my eyes almost beseeching me to understand something of which I had no idea. She then took a deep breath and looked away, then back at me. Another deep breath and she began. "I know you aren't jewish...and I am going to have to marry a short, fat, bald jewish man who will be able to appreciate the jewish mother that I am going to be...you weren't raised with that very dominant matriarchal figure and I would need the support of someone who understands it and appreciates it instead of blaming me for being what I am. I am so sorry, as I truly believe there is a wonderful connection between us, but I can't take the risk of starting something so wonderful and either ending it early or slowly making both of us miserable."
At the time I was shocked at such a clear and concise view into the future of a relationship which had yet to get off the ground, but I thanked her for her consideration and wonderful view into her decision. We agreed to remain friends though the mutual feelings of regard never ended.
It was after that regression in which I identified Charlie and Sarah, that Cindy came to my mind and filled it with familiar and corresponding memories of that earlier life. I was jolted into remembering later conversations with Cindy and others (after our aborted relationship) which, surprisingly for the time and the age, included the topic of reincarnation freely discussed in depth for the first time in my life. Of course, I made no connection between Cindy and reincarnation despite her avid participation in the discussion, though upon replaying it in my mind I got a flash of understanding that it had occurred to her...her meaningful looks my way never ceased despite our non-relationship.
The next morning I found myself in my twilight place and felt guidance present...I asked if Cindy in my 20's had been Sarah from the mid-1800's and got the nod...a distinct and powerful expression of affirmation. I then asked if I had been jewish would it have made a difference to Cindy and "heard" "She feared the depression experienced last time". I asked if she knew about that 1800's lifetime when she spoke to me and was told "Yes, but she misplaced the source of her pain...it wasn't you." I then asked "So her comment about not marrying a gentile was just an excuse?" The reply I got was the image of guidance giving me a "Three Stooges" slap to the head and a resounding "Of course!" (My guidance seems to resort to a great deal of slapstick irreverent humor in dealing with their thick-headed charge!)
Surprisingly, since then several other parallels and memories of both Sarah in the mid-1800's life and Cindy in this life have indicated to me she was quite clear as to who she was dealing with...even a few subsequent conversations where she obliquely broached the topic, but skated back away from the edge and simply referred to our wonderful familiarity with each other. I was blissfully unaware of any further portent in her words and it took another 30 years to finally put the pieces together.
