Believing in soul connections
Paige L. Jinbo
Issue date: 10/26/09 Section: Opinion
American journalist and political analyst Katherine Anne Porter once said: "There seems to be a kind of order in the universe: in the movement of the stars and the turning of the Earth and the changing of the seasons. But human life is almost pure chaos. Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own right and feelings, mistaking the motives of others, and his own.
For the past few months my faith has been tested. And I'm not talking about my religious faith. My own personal faith in human beings.
The hot topic among my friends and within newsroom is this notion of soul connections.
I've always believed that there are people in this world that we're meant to meet. I've also more or less believed in soul connections - term stems from soulmates, but claiming you have a soul connection with someone seems a lot less cheesy than saying you met your soulmate. That's my opinion, anyway.
Myself and a good friend of mine were lucky enough to find someone we had a soul connection with. While I always believed that it was possible to have such a deep, indescribable connection with someone, I never thought that I would.
However, for both my friend and I, both relationships turned out horribly.
We spent the majority of the summer and good part of this semester licking our wounds.
Since then I'm constantly reminded of how we, as humans, can never really be sure of anything. We hold fast to the people we love in the hopes that they won't be taken away from us and more importantly, in hopes that they'll love us back or that they feel an ounce of the same feeling that we are.
It's a rare thing to find someone that you have such an intense connection with. I'm not talking about lust; it's just this deep, intense, almost agonizing connection with someone. It's not physical at all.
It's been months since the demise of that relationship, but writing about it brings all those exhausting emotions back.
I'd like to say that I'm an eternal optimist, but sadly at this point I'm not sure if I am.
For the past few months my faith has been tested. And I'm not talking about my religious faith. My own personal faith in human beings.
The hot topic among my friends and within newsroom is this notion of soul connections.
I've always believed that there are people in this world that we're meant to meet. I've also more or less believed in soul connections - term stems from soulmates, but claiming you have a soul connection with someone seems a lot less cheesy than saying you met your soulmate. That's my opinion, anyway.
Myself and a good friend of mine were lucky enough to find someone we had a soul connection with. While I always believed that it was possible to have such a deep, indescribable connection with someone, I never thought that I would.
However, for both my friend and I, both relationships turned out horribly.
We spent the majority of the summer and good part of this semester licking our wounds.
Since then I'm constantly reminded of how we, as humans, can never really be sure of anything. We hold fast to the people we love in the hopes that they won't be taken away from us and more importantly, in hopes that they'll love us back or that they feel an ounce of the same feeling that we are.
It's a rare thing to find someone that you have such an intense connection with. I'm not talking about lust; it's just this deep, intense, almost agonizing connection with someone. It's not physical at all.
It's been months since the demise of that relationship, but writing about it brings all those exhausting emotions back.
I'd like to say that I'm an eternal optimist, but sadly at this point I'm not sure if I am.
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