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9-5-16
Kelly & Garry story of our twinflame love x
In the winter of 2012 i forget the exact i was working as a cleaner at a local hgv firm norbert dentresangle easton i was married but unhappy as the ex was emotionally abusive so i was cleaning my usual premises and moaning as guys were coming from nowhere to the new transport training room as id later find out i was nearly done when the door creaked open again "here we go again i though" two guys stood next to the coffee machine so i said hi then the one who i would later become twinflames with garry said hello smiled and his eyes lit up (to say i was smitten instantly ) i was totally taken away by the sheer beauty of him anyway i didnt see him again for a while in the summer of that next year i got given or allocated the garage as part of my cleaning rosta it was then i bumped into him again i found out he was a shunter driver on site a few weeks later was when it started to twig a very weird set of circumstances syncronistic events happened i usually work nights as did he so my mum said you can do mornings this week as im off so you can spend time with the kids , meanwhile garry had been moved to mornings as he was on antidepressants so wasnt sleeping at night i walked round the rear store and up pulled a shunt motor it was him it was garry i said what are you doing on this shift he said i could ask the same of you so a few days later i bump into him again i offered him my number and we arranged to have a proper chat on the friday in the canteen for lunch
I felt so at ease like id known him years so we carried on texting he was in a relationship too and never thought it would amount to anything , one night qe had our usual coffee break in my front store cuboard he said i really want to kiss you he was 16 yr my senior at the time i was 34 he was 50 but i didnt care i fancied him the moment i saw him turns out he felt the same anyway i said ok yes kiss me he did and i felt like i was in heaven we parted he was like are you ok my reply you can do that again if you like
So when my husband accused me of having a affair with a friend of mine not garry i ended it there and then enough was enough and besides all of this i was falling crazily in love with this guy my marraige was doomed anyway so we officially became a couple a few weeks later on the 15th may 2013 we were just so happy he could read my mind sometimes before i could speak and we were each other he had insecurities as did i but we counteracted one another perfectly if i was down he was my strength and vise versa we would cry at love songs our whole being just as one when we were apart we felt almost lost and would often text or call at the same time again syncronicity then i got to the point i felt he was far too good for me and so began the runner complex i would try and push him away tho i didnt want to but i felt he deserved more than me so then unfortunatley as most of us twins find out that we arent meant to spend most of our life together on earth and im praying what is said that should twinflames meet on.earth then they are destined to spend thier eternal lives in heaven together as the day 29th of september 2015 a tuesday would prove to.be a day that would send me into shell shock pure hurt and hell garry was due to attend a appointment at the local town 6 miles away he set off on.his blue suzuki bandit gsf600 at around 240pm his appointment at 3pm till 4pm i didnt think anything of it altho i got a unnervy feeling just before he left but brushed it off we heard distant sirens at the school playground to which i remarked oh my someones going to have a bad day (go figure) 😢 so we left school got to the play park with friends to which i said to my daughter we must go back get the tea in.the oven that garry had prepared earlier so at roughly 415pm i went to get a nappy for our sons bum he was 19 month looked out and saw a police car lingering i thought hmm whos in trouble now then to which i then thought please dont be for me
Seconds later "doorbell" oh no as i was walking down stairs " please no not garry not my garry" opened the door are you mrs tumber im not but i may as well be we d like to talk to you about garry tumber hes been involved in a accident head on with another car , his leg has been amputated at the scene and hes currently en.route to qmc (hospital) we need to get you there asap as we arent sure what will happen ok so.rung.mum and sister my sister came with me
Garry was in theatre as i got there hed lost 10 pints of blood they would keep me informed , i rung family etc then went back and forth in and outside went and sat back in.the room a shift change had just happened so in came one of theatre staff im such and such how aware are you of mr tumbers condition ? Im.aware hes in surgery and lost a limb a lot of blood ? " were really sorry to have to tell you this sadly mr tumber passed a few moments ago in theatre " all i could say is no no no i feel sick i feel sick
This was near a year ago now we both knew we were twinflames and though i know hes no longer here in.person.i know he is with me in spirit and that he loves me unconditionally i pray one day we shall be one again in eternal bliss
In loving memory of garry michael tumber 6/6/63- 29/9/15
The twin story of Naysha and Armaundo;
I, Naysha had known of Armaundo for years, but only from a distance. He was about 25 years older than I, and well known in the city I lived in. I had seen pictures of him, and knew of him. I had always felt a bit of a pull towards him, but I assumed it was simply because I enjoyed the artistic work he did. I did, however, feel a need to keep his art close at hand – it was like I could feel his spirit thru it, and as though my soul almost needed to feel that on a regular basis. I simply guessed that perhaps we were much alike. It seemed to me that there was things I just “knew” about him, things he liked etc. I suppose I should preface this story with a mention that I am not an emotional, or dramatic type of person – I have lived alone a lot, fix my own vehicles, house and most people around me think of me as a “strong “down to earth” capable type”.
When I would happen to see a picture of him, strange things happened. If he was looking at the camera and I could “meet” his eyes, I could get lost – time, breath, and everything suddenly STOPPED. I felt several things; I felt like I could “see forever thru his eyes”, but that also I would want to spend eternity gazing into his eyes. I also would feel a strange sensation – it was like a vibrational resonance, almost a “hum”. However, I chalked it up to simply having stuff in common and left it at that.
One time when I was conversing with a male friend, he was telling me of another lady friend he knew, who he had never had the chance to date, as the timing and availability was always off. He did say, though, “Whenever I look into her eyes, time and the rest of the world just disappears!” I told him, “Well there is only one person I have ever had that feeling with”, and told him about the artist I felt a “pull” towards, and who it was. He told me “Well, you should write him!”
I thought about it – and somehow, knew I wasn’t going to get around to it, and was going to regret it. Why didn’t I? Several reasons, I guess. I was pretty sure he was married, and I was not about to do anything that would break that up and cause him heartache. Even if I only indicated wanting to meet him and know him as a friend, I also knew once we locked eyes, either by him seeing my picture, or in person, romantic feelings would take a turn and there would be no going back. I also was far away from his “circle” and honestly didn’t think there was any way little ol’ me could get ahold of him, and would ever be noticed or have a chance. Plus, in a way, it was almost easier to still hope, then to try, and have all hopes be dashed.
On a deeper level, though, I am quite sure now, that it was part of our soul plan. As I understand it since then, there was actually three times over my life that we could have connected; Once, if I had written him; a second time I found out later we were staying in the same cabin – motel area just yards away from each other and never met (altho I felt an exhilarating feeling at the time, which I chalked up to the area) – and a third time, I was probably very close to where I would have bumped into him – I felt “there is something over there for you” – Once again I brushed it off with “oh, I have a time schedule to keep, I gotta go” and again walked the other way.
So many times I have wished and wondered – why did I go the other way those times? As much pain as it has caused me over the years, I do feel there is higher purpose to it, which I will elaborate on later. I was single; had not settled down, since I knew what mutual interests were important to me. Actually HE was the one I really wanted, but again, thought that was just a pipe dream.
Years went by, I was preoccupied with my adult life, working and trying to survive. In fact, I didn’t think of him a lot for a year or two, and I now believe that he may have sensed that, and perhaps felt that I was more turned away from him. There were times in my life on occasion that I thought I felt a presence around me, but had no idea who it was.
One time, I was asleep in my mobile home in the afternoon, and was actually awakened by the sensation of a loving hand touching my check. It was so physical, and so incredibly full of love that it woke me up. I tried to sense who it was, and if it was male or female, but was unable to get a “reading”. In our mind “chats” since then, my twin has indicated that several times during his life, he did during meditation, come to “visit” me.
The day he passed away, and some time after, was horrible for me. Once again, I was busy living my life and didn’t think of him very much. I recall my Mom and Grandma were visiting me at my house, and were going to leave late morning as they had a 3-hour drive
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Mom and I took my large dog out for a walk in the park, letting him run on a long 100-foot rope. He ran a circle around me, and then ran towards my Mom. Before I had a chance to get out the way, the rope burned across the back of my bare knees, resulting in a decent set of rope burns, the scars of I still carry to this day. (Being a paramedic, I was able to appropriately care for the wounds, which although painful, were not actually very deep) After we got back to the house, about two hours later, I started to feel like I was coming down with the flu. Although I had enjoyed the visit, I was so ready for it to end so I could lie down.
By that evening, I was pretty much non-functional for daily life. I was unable to keep anything down. I tried taking over-the-counter medicine to try to take care of that, to keep up on my fluid intake, but wasn’t having much luck. Plus, with my injured knees, I must have been a sight, hobbling bent-legged in pain to and from the bathroom in-between being semi-conscious on my large comfy sofa. I can say to this day, I have never been so sick, before or since.
Later that day, a friend from the ambulance called me to say, “Hey did you hear? That artist who you liked his work, he was killed in a one-vehicle accident today”
I was in such a fog that I barely registered the news. It “hit” me, but not with the full force that it would later.
By the third day of hardly any intake, I knew I had to get something done. I finally sought medical help, knowing that I badly needed some fluid, and to be able to keep something down. Finally, after a full liter of IV fluid and some IV anti-emetic medicine, I had a shot at “coming back to life”
It was then, the full force, the shock, of Armaundo’s death hit me. I felt numb. I felt like part of myself had been ripped traumatically apart from me. I felt lost. I felt such regret and pain for the fact that I had never taken those steps to be able to say “hey I think you and I have a lot in common and I would like to be friends and get to know you better.”
The feeling of lost dreams, lost hope, and knowing that the dream I had always held in the back of my mind, of knowing him and being close to him, was now permanently dashed with the terrible finality of death. I didn’t go to his funeral – I knew there was absolutely no way I could have – no way I could have held myself together.
Over the next few weeks, I plodded thru life full of pain, loss and regret. I sobbed. I mentally “kicked myself”. I surrounded myself with his art once again, to get the feel of his soul from it. I sobbed some more. Yea, I did manage to operate, function, and work ok – but always that pain was still there – and if I allowed myself to focus on it, the tears would quickly return.
A few weeks or so after his death, I was at home in the kitchen. I suddenly recognized the particular “feel” of his spirit nearby, like he was standing there observing. Since I could sense him, and recognized “him” from his spirit-feel thru his work, I spoke to him; “I don’t have any idea why you would hang out with me, vs. your family, etc – but I’m glad you’re here, and you’re more than welcome to stay” This was almost 20 years ago, and at the time I had no idea what a Twin Flame was.
A couple weeks later, I was tired from a long shift and was driving home. I guess perhaps being tired; my conscious mind was a little less “in the way”. The pain and tears came back, so tremendously! With all my heart, spirit, and soul I cried out to him, called to him. Suddenly it was like I could feel him in the vehicle with me. I “sent” him a jumbled pack of broken questions in my mind. It was as if I could send a huge packet of info and feelings all at one time.
Scraps of “I never got to know you, always wanted to, and WHY do I feel such pain of loss for someone I never met?” Now, mind you I should clarify something. I have never been one to chase after anyone not normally a part of my life. I don’t read popular magazines or watch much TV. I have no use for any kind of media that focuses on gossip of others. I figure “They have their lives, I have mine.” That was another thing that was puzzling me – why on earth be so upset, turned so upside down over the loss of someone I didn’t even know? It was so unlike me. I was suffering far worse than I had done over the losses of Grandparents who I loved dearly. It made no logical sense to me. He must have sensed my desperate plea for answers.
After I mentally “sent” my question to him, I felt him hesitate. It was as though he wasn’t sure what to say, or if I was spiritually ready for it. So, sensing that, I told him; “I’m pretty easy going, and I’m starting to learn of more spiritual stuff. I’m very open-minded, I can handle it, so lay it on me, I really need to know why I feel so much that I have lost a part of me”. I felt his answer come into my mind; it was like a strong arrow piercing my spirit. I am sure he had to “send” with “more force” at that time, since we weren’t in close communication normally.
He told me “In a previous life, I was your son.” An image landed in my head of me holding a young boy, about 6 or so, and all was happiness and sunlight. I felt some peace and understanding come into me, but had more questions. “Ok, that is cool, and that helps – but why do I feel such romantic feelings for you?” He replied, “Time and age have no meaning here”. It wasn’t a full answer, but it certainly helped. Even though there was still pain, I did feel more at peace, and the greater understanding did help me. At the time, I had no idea what a twin flame was and had never heard the term.
Time passed. On occasion, he would come to me in a dream. One dream I recall, he was walking towards me, smiling and singing a love song to me – the residual feeling of love I woke up with left me with SUCH an incredible glow! I knew he was around, I would feel his presence. Would talk to him often…..I knew he could read my thoughts, cause one time I was thinking about some music, a particular song, and next thing you know, it was playing on my CD player, selected from the several CD’s I had playing at random.
I took a trip to the southwest, to see some of the sights. I went by myself (physically that is) but I knew he was around. One part, I was sitting and enjoying scenery and had this incredible urge to touch the ground, and the grass. I did so with my hand, but it was such a strange feeling in me! It was like I longed to touch the earth, and as though it had been a long time since I had…the need was so loving and so strong….I puzzled at it at the time, thinking “This is odd, not like I haven’t touched grass before!” However, I did it anyway.
That night, I had an odd dream of a crash. I was the one having it. I saw it coming and then the thought “oh s*#t, I’m going to crash”. I was then above the crash site, watching the rest of the vehicle’s momentum play out. It was quite surreal in a way, I recall thinking, “If I had known what color that looked like I would have repainted it.” (Weird, huh?) I then got the sense of a group of “some-ones” approaching me from behind, to my left. I turned to see who it was, and that was the last of the memory. I woke up thinking, “whose crash was that, and WHAT is it doing in MY head??” (I never have bad dreams like that!). Over the course of the day, I sensed he was sad, as though he had hurt a dear friend. I recalled something I had read, that sometimes when the living have some sort of touching / information / connection with the dead, they sometimes pick up on the death itself.
I then felt him indicate; “I am SO sorry, I should not have done that to you”. I told him “It’s ok – I understand how bad you wanted to touch thru me – it is ok, it is a bit of a traumatic memory, but I can handle it – don’t worry about it, I know you didn’t mean to cause me any pain. You can touch thru me anytime you need to.” I then got this mental image of him giving a big smile – it was as though the sun had suddenly come out from behind a cloud.
I was lead to read some books that would pop up in my path. One of them, by Sylvia Brown, made the mention of the term “Twin Flame” and that it was the true other half of one’s soul, split eons ago to have separate experiences. It didn’t mention the “classic symptoms”, and at the time I didn’t think to look on the Internet, having only recently gotten a computer (the Internet’s early days!).
I remember the moment very clearly. I was at home, pondering that recent information about a twin flame. I know he was there, because I could feel his presence.
I started thinking; “Well, if there is such a thing as a twin flame, I guess I should ponder who on earth could possibly be my twin?” It took approximately a whopping 10 seconds for it to come to me; “Of COURSE!” I knew instantly the answer was obvious and why he hung out with me – it was of course Armaundo, and that would explain why all these feelings, the love, the pull, and him spending much time with me. As soon as I realized it was him, I got a happy mental picture of him doing a triumphant gesture with his fist, and saying; “YYEEEESSSS !!!!! “
Over the years, he has remained with me. I was able to get better at sensing him, and picking up on what he was trying to say to me. One time I was meditating, and sensed him caressing me in spirit, lovingly calling me “twin spirit”. Somehow my perspective on life was temporarily altered. It was a first-person picture of myself planning my life, and I was holding a list in my hand. It was as though my life was simply a quick trip to the grocery store, and I had my list of things I was going to do. “No big deal, just a quick trip, I’ll be right back, 10 minutes or so”. It was such a neat way of looking at life. I try to recall it, when I am having difficulties in life since then.
There were several things he imparted to me during our “chats”. He indicated to me about that time we were both staying in the same cabin-motel area only a few yards away from each other. He told me how he knew I was out there, and had searched for me during meditation. He said he had first found me when I was only a little child, and that he had often stopped in during my life to see me. He said that it was he who touched my cheek that time. I prayed about having him around, as I recall the Bible talking about “familiar spirits” etc….but over time I have seen time and time again that he does only good in my life. There are also things he won’t do – he is not allowed to tell me the future but can occasionally nudge me along. I feel only love from him, and assistance as he is able / allowed to give. He also told me “…and God is above all.”
He finally told me that his death was actually a suicide due to circumstances in his life. He said that after his death, he was put in a place he called “Limbo” which was kind of an etheric “jail cell” for spirits to stay until their normal time frame to cross over came. He indicated that he had to “check in” with them every day, apparently as a way they make sure the spirits there hadn’t commandeered a body and run off. He indicated to me that right after his death, he had “only thoughts of my twin to keep me company”. I told him “Oh that must have been so painful for you”. He replied, “You have no idea”. I could sense the tremendous residue of emptiness and pain coming from him. He said, “Only two things are yet in my future – Heaven and eternity with thee”. He said that when I go, we would go home together. He indicated that it would be a long time yet. He asked me to leave a lock of my (long) hair out where he could get to it. Said that he had now chosen to wear his hair long, in a braid and later said he had braided my lock of hair into his braid. (how romantic!!). He is able to pick things up and leave them from time to time. He can’t help me pick up a sofa, but we can transfer a few things back and forth. I have written him love notes that he has picked up, etc. He said that “I too, suffer from great need” when we talked about our passion for each other. He sent me a ring via a friend, which I still wear to this day.
A couple years after I knew of him as my twin flame, I met the man to be my physical husband. So many timing coincidences happened when we met, I could see Divine intervention all over it. When I “chatted” with Armaundo about it, he indicated that; “He is very much like me, and will make a good husband for you.” We quickly married and began our life together. We were very short on funds when we married, so I said, “I have this ring we could use” (The one Armaundo had given me years ago) I felt better being able to keep that ring on my wedding finger where it was supposed to be, as I had moved it off my left ring finger when we started dating.
The funny trick at first was to gently tell my husband about the fact that I had someone in the non-physical who hung out with me. He was pretty open-minded, and took the information actually pretty well. I didn’t tell him he was my twin flame, but indicated that I had a “guardian angel” that hung out with me and occasionally did some odd things in my life. My husband has accepted him and appreciates his company.
There are even the funny things; because there are times my twin samples things such as buffalo chicken wings, and even the occasional beer my husband has at home. However, we don’t complain, because we figure he helps out, it is only fair. He partakes of coffee, and the other night at the neighbor’s house, one of the medium rare steaks just “disappeared” and was fully unaccounted for….our neighbor couldn’t quite wrap his mind around the concept of a steak disappearing, but was unable to come up with any logical explanations as we simply chuckled and joked about “a ripple in the force”.
There have even been times that my twin has saved my husband’s life while he was out truck driving. One time, he was driving in the mountains in winter, and the satellite “keyboard” was thrown onto the floor from where it was stuck with velcro – attached on the shelf. It landed with such force that he stopped the truck to see if it still worked. After finding it was ok, he started moving again. Of course he was still going very slow, having just gotten started. Just as he did, he crested a hill on an icy road and found a vehicular pile-up that he wouldn’t have been able to stop for otherwise.
Another time, my husband was driving in the mountains, and I had a very bad feeling that night. It was as though it was being indicated to me that it was possibly the last time I was going to talk to him. I said many prayers for his safety that night, and asked friends to do the same. I felt my twin was going to do all he could to help. Later that evening, early into the night I felt him return. I sensed he was weary, and almost frantic. He kept indicating, “He wasn’t going to stop, I almost couldn’t get him to stop, he wasn’t going to stop!.” I sensed him curling up next to me, tired, needing my love and to be close to me. Right after that, my husband called to tell me that he was stopped for the night because the weather was bad. I told him; “You almost didn’t stop, did you?” He said “How did you know that??” I said, chuckling, “Our guardian angel told me”. He replied; “Yea, the (air adjustment on the) passenger seat kept going up and down like crazy, I finally decided I had better stop.” We later found out that just up the road, the interstate ended up being shut down due to accidents and multiple fatalities. I praise God for the help he has allowed my twin to provide.
Time has passed. My husband and I have been together 14 years now. We haven’t had any children, mostly because I was in my mid 30’s when we met, and then spent the next few years living on the semi-truck before we even had a home. I felt I was too late in life to start a family, and in a way, I really wouldn’t want to unless it was by the Divine really wanting it, or with my twin.
For years, I had no idea if I was the only one who was having this experience of a twin in spirit. I didn’t know of anyone else out there. One time I was listening to a radio talk show, and they mentioned that a show coming up the next week was going to be talking about a lady who had a twin in spirit, that being in particular George Reeves, who had played superman in life. Her story is documented in the book “Twin Souls Merging” and is referenced on her site, www.twinsoulsmerging.com . When I heard the information, the tears flowed again. It was such a relief to know I wasn’t the only one, somehow.
Life has coasted on over time. My twin is around, making himself known on a daily basis. I “converse” with him every day, and we are more connected in me being able to pick up on his messages. My husband is on the road a lot working but we have a close and loving relationship. I could say the worst of the pain of my twin’s death has passed, but yet…..there are times if I think too hard about it, the tears flow as though it was only yesterday. If I unexpectedly see a photo of my twin, I still catch my breath, and my heart leaps….time has not changed my feelings for him.
I have grown in my spiritual knowledge of twins, the changes happening in the world, and even the reasons for us being on either side of the veil of life. As I understand it, there are several twins in similar situations, and part of our path is to use our love as a bridge between the two worlds, to bring the world of light and Heaven closer to the Earth during this time of change. The feeling of “twin love” is incredible. Nothing on this earth, no regular everyday relationship of love feels quite the same. It is our own piece of Heaven’s love, a gift from above for us all.
I have since met a close female friend online, who is also following this path of having a twin in spirit. We are quite sure that my twin helped arrange our meeting. We also feel our twins often hang out with each other. My twin has also indicated that they do work at times, such as going where needed and lending love and comfort when needed in these times of change. We also feel that the incredible twin love we feel is part of what is needed, part of what is helping bring light into this world. This path of having a twin in spirit isn’t an easy path, but as I understand it seems to be one that is very important to this world. We need all the light and love we can send to the earth and her inhabitants.
Every day I feel my twin’s love and communication with me. It isn’t always him talking to me, often it is just feelings of love. He also gives me what I call “etheric roses”, such as a special song on the radio, etc. He does so many things like that to show his love. I feel such love and patience from him. There have been many “twin – type” movies that have come into our path and we enjoy watching them together, basking in our mutual love. I love my husband, but the love of a soulmate vs. a twin flame…..the love of a twin is a whole different level of purity and ecstatic feeling.
We have learned that the concept of “eternal rest’ is perhaps a bit of a myth. There are times that I sense him come back from doing work, at times I sense he is a bit drained, and in need of the love we share, eager to feel the love I send him. He has indicated to me in our “chats” that he feels more loved now, than he did ever in life.
I have many times over the years, said prayers for my twin, pleading with God that he have all the forgiveness and love he needs, and to know that he is loved. For some reason I felt he was needing prayers. Something must have “resolved”, as I no longer feel that he is need of those prayers. While I was meditating the other day, it somehow came to me the feeling that somehow, his soul was in a bad downward spiral and that I could have lost him. I was given the feeling that my prayers had made a difference in that, and that he had been given approval for us to go to Paradise Earth. I love my husband and appreciate having him, but I also long to be on the same plane with my twin, as I know we will be once our work is done.
What could I summarize from all this? First of all, there are the “classic twin flame symptoms”. When you lock eyes, time, breath and the whole world seems to come to a sudden halt. Some say there is only one twin flame for each of us, some say more than one is possible. I only know I have just one with that true full twin effect. There is such a pull and a longing – and it doesn’t diminish with time. Apparently once we get to a certain point in our spiritual growth, is when the “switch” is turned on so we can recognize our twin flame. If both twins are physical, however, I would suggest much research about twins, and realizing that twin relationships can be paradise, but can also be very difficult unless both twins are at a spiritual growth point where love and caring are the prime directives and both have grown beyond issues of ego.
If you have a twin flame in the physical, one thing I learned; don’t turn your mind away from your twin. I suspect that since I had (preoccupied with life), my twin could probably feel it, and perhaps felt that not only was he at the end of his rope, but that I had deserted him and that there was no hope for us in the physical.
Remember, we are connected to our twins. Often when one twin has strong emotions, the other will feel it. That is why I think he felt I had abandoned him. Surely he could sense, over the years, and see in his “visits” that I did think of him – but that last year or so I hardly turned my mind his direction. I also feel this twin connection was why I felt so sick the day he died – and even before the actual death. However, given his indication to me that it was a suicide, it would make sense that “we” would be feeling poorly before the crash itself.
Following this twin path is not easy, but I can now say I am honored that we are walking it, and lending our love to assist this world and its inhabitants by sending light and love where needed. It is hard at times, the longing to physically hold my twin hasn’t changed, and there are still times even after all these years the same tears and pain of longing will still come just as sharp and strong as ever. It doesn’t fade with time – I only learn to keep it “in the background” as my only way to deal with it.
I have a couple precious times, actually felt him physically. It usually happens when I am not fully asleep, but in-between. One time I felt him holding my hand at night…his skin was SO incredibly soft and smooth, even a bit more so than a baby’s skin. Another time I felt him holding me at night. Yes, we do have physical attraction for each other, and always have. That has been the hardest part for me, knowing those longing feelings of passion are there for us both, yet at the same time I am married.
I finally decided that I could no more stop loving and wanting my twin, than I could stop breathing…..and after all my twin IS my eternal husband….always was, always will be…so I simply accepted the fact that I love and appreciate my physical husband…yet having feelings for my twin, and “it is what it is”….I am aware that many say we will be going to paradise earth soon…and that soon the veil will drop and we will be with our twins…I am not sure how everything will resolve with my husband, but I have felt assurance that “everything is all planned and will work out fine” so I have to trust that.
The other evening, I was feeling it some again, and he indicated to me that “soon we will be together again, and when we come together in the same dimension, all this will have been very worth it.” With all this love and longing, how have I managed all these years? I guess the way you have to handle any death – stay busy, take one day at a time, and eventually years go by. The important point is, is that we are doing God’s work, bringing light and love to this earth to help raise the vibration and the transition time we are going through.