Saige thought that there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell of his parents ever liking her, but she kept it to herself. They’d disowned him. She didn’t even know that people still did things like that. She laced her fingers through his big, strong ones.
“I’m sorry, Aiden.”
He sighed, his breath ruffling her hair. “Me too. In some ways. In other ways, not so much.” He tilted her chin and looked into her eyes. “I get to be with you now.” Then he bit his lower lip. “Right?”
As always, the insecurity that lay under his smooth facade made her grin. She stretched up and pressed her lips to his. “Right.”
He wrapped his arms around her and pushed her back onto the couch, kissing her again and again. It wasn’t an escape anymore. She was still the best thing in his life, but now that she wasn’t the only good thing, it made him appreciate her even more.
“Aiden?”
“Mmmm?” he was kissing his way along her jaw line now, finding that place under her ear again.
She gasped and arched up underneath him, gripping the back of his head, tangling her fingers into his hair. “Oh that feels good. Hang on, just hang on.”
Amused, he stopped and braced himself over her. “What is it? I’ve got plans here.”
“I never told you my news.”
He glanced at the boxes. “I think I’ve figured it out, haven’t I?”
She grinned and shook her head. “Nope. Aiden...I got the job.”
It took him a second, but the way her eyes were sparkling told him all he needed to know. “The one in California? The software developer?”
Saige nodded. “They loved my new mapping technology and they paid me a huge bonus to come and work for them! That’s how Dad could afford to quit.” She hadn’t meant to mention the money, but the zeroes on the check had made a big impression.
Aiden laughed and pulled her up, wrapping her in his arms. “That’s my girl.”
“And,” she said, snuggling into his broad chest. “The University of Southern California is right there.”
“They’ve got pretty high standards,” he pointed out.
She pulled back and grinned at him. “Maybe I can use some of my money and influence and help you out.”
Aiden grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her deeply. “I think it’s time I got by on my own,” he said. “But I’m really hoping that you’ll ask me to move out there with you.”
She smiled. “Maybe. Once I’m sure you’re not just using me for my money.”
His surprised laughter told her that it hadn’t occurred to him. Aiden Cross might have been a spoiled rich boy when they met, but something told her that he’d do well living on ramen and staying up long hours tweaking software. She rested her head on his shoulder. She couldn’t wait to move to California with him and see what the future held.
*** THE END ***
~Not Just Another Soul Mate Book~
My Magical Journey of 6 Soul Mate Connections
Written and Experienced by Natalie Grove
~Preface~
If you are reading or listening to this book, I'm assuming that you have either experienced a soul-mate connection or are seeking one.
I'm writing this book for three reasons. First, I have never heard or read about anyone experiencing what I have experienced. Nonetheless, I am sure there are others out there but I haven't encountered them yet. After my first soul-mate experience, I searched endlessly for similar stories, and when I did come across any small similarity, I was excited to read about it because it gave me some validation that what I had experienced was real. I hope to have the same effect on others who might resonate with my soul-mate experiences.
Secondly, I believe that by telling my story I will open people up to manifesting the same magic in their lives; people who haven't come across this yet. I now truly believe that you can manifest ANYTHING your heart desires if you align with that frequency and it is the right timing. It is said that anything you can imagine you can create in your life. Imagination is a preview of things yet to come. You just have to allow them to manifest. I believe and know this because of all the events following the meeting of my first soul-mate.
I'm hoping to inspire others to create this same magic. I believe that my stories carry a frequency that will spark a resonance or a desire in you that will help you manifest what you are seeking.
And lastly, I couldn't make up a better fictional story than the events which unfolded in my life. They are so miraculous and truly unbelievable that I had to share them with others.
Before going any further, I should explain what a soul-mate really is. I have noticed that most people tend to believe that a soul-mate is a person you fall in love with and end up with for the rest of your life. Many people think that God created only one other soul with whom you are supposed to connect with strongly on a spiritual level. I'm not sure where this belief comes from, but I suspect that a large portion of it is from fictional movies and societal views about being with one love, one person, forever.
I also think that the belief that we only live once has a lot to do with that thinking as well. I’m not implying that you can’t meet a soul-mate and end up with only them for the duration of your life. There is just more to it than that, but it seems to be the pervasive, romanticized version.
People also often confuse the term soul-mate with a twin-flame. The concept of a twin-flame is that we were created as one soul that split into two souls. One soul was the masculine version and the other was the feminine version. When you come in contact with a twin-flame it is supposed to be coming in contact with the other half of your soul. I've read several books on this belief and I tend to resonate with the idea that we don't have a twin-flame, but instead many members in our soul-group who ALL feel like a reunion of souls upon coming in contact with them. Two books that discredit the twin flame theory are "Conversations With God" and "Journey of Souls.”
The truth, from what I’ve read and experienced, is that we were created energetically with a group of souls who carry this similar frequency or energetic imprint. Spiritual lessons are learned on the other side with members of your soul group and sometimes we choose to meet members of our soul group in certain incarnations for the purpose of soul evolution. Sometimes these encounters happen in ways that shake you up to help catapult you towards another journey, and sometimes they are just for pure joy and reconnection to Source through members of your soul group in physical form. The reasons for these meetings may not be clear to us in this lifetime, but they all serve a purpose, which we always find out in the afterlife, if not in the current life we are living.
"Journey of Souls" by Michael Newton goes into depth about soul-groups and how they work together on the other side. Michael's findings are taken from his many years of hypnotizing his clients, during which they recall their previous incarnation, their transition into the light and the experiences on the other side, and the steps they took to be incarnated into the body they currently reside in. He even explains how souls can sometimes reach a spiritual growth that surpasses members in their soul-group and if they choose, they may join another group that has attained the same learning level.
I discovered all of this only after coming in contact with members of my soul group. However, I felt that it was important to mention before I tell my story.
~Introduction~
I grew up in a fairly poor area of Oakland, California, with my mom and brother. My parents had divorced when I was nine and my mom raised us the best she could on the miniscule secretary salary she earned. She had a slew of loser boyfriends and had married someone who also treated her horribly. My brother and I basically called him the devil and tried to be home as little as possible. I vowed to never let any man take advantage of me the way he had with her. Watching my mom’s experiences gave me the ability to discern the genuine guys from the ones who were only after sex. I could spot the losers a mile away.
Despite my life growing up, I felt that I was a f
airly normal person up until the age of thirty-four, even though I knew I wasn't like most girls, in that I never really got lonely or needed to be in a relationship. Now that's not to say I hadn't been in love before.
I had been extremely in love four times prior to this point and they were, for the most part, good experiences of my life with great guys. I never felt like any of them were "the one" though, and I certainly did not know that soul-mates really existed or that I could even love someone deeper than I had. I wasn't even a spiritual person and, even though I was a happy person in general, nothing in my life suggested that I was destined for miracles....all of that changed upon meeting Patrick.
~Chapter 1~
The Encounter That Changed My Life
(The Floodgates Have Opened)
One Friday night about seven years ago at the age of thirty-four, a friend of mine talked me into going out to a few lounge clubs in San Francisco. We ended up at a place that I rarely went to, and I wasn't going out with the intention of meeting anyone but wasn't opposed to it either. I saw an attractive guy standing with his friends and our eyes met briefly. As I passed by him, I told him that I would love to talk with him when I returned. My friends were split between two clubs, so we were jumping back and forth. When I returned, he came over to where I was sitting and we talked for a long while. The conversation flowed easily and comfortably. It wasn't love at first sight or anything, but I knew there was interest on both of our parts. It was obvious since everyone around us seemed to fade away while we were talking. We both asked for each other's numbers and said good-bye.
I hadn't heard from him after few days went by so I decided to contact him. I had no attachment to seeing him again and was simply saying hello out of boredom, really. He told me that he was moving back to Paris in a week and he wasn't sure if we should go out because there would be no point in getting close. I suggested that we go out as friends and simply have a fun night.
So we went to a sushi bar that turned into a little club afterwards and I remember we ended up talking again for a long time. All of the music and noise of the crowd seemed distant and I felt this very intense automatic closeness that I had never experienced before. The energy REALLY shifted when we both naturally kissed each other on the dance floor. I felt like I had known him forever and the feeling could not have been more right. I could sense that he felt the same.
When we got back to my place the energy got more and more intense. We were staring into each other's eyes the whole time while kissing and talking to each other. Now, this was something that never felt comfortable for me, to lock eyes with someone for long periods of time, but this felt so natural and compelling that I never wanted to look away. I could see his soul through his eyes and I knew he could see mine. There was also a tingly, buzzing energy on my lips when we kissed and in my hands when we touched, hand to hand. I had never experienced any energy like this before and certainly never felt as if I could see a person's soul through their eyes. I also felt like he could read my mind and vice versa. We ended up spending the night together just holding each other soooo tight and being face to face with each other. We were really tired since it was almost daylight and we didn't want to end the experience. Whenever one of us seemed to be asleep, the other would gently kiss the other's lips and there were loving moans escaping our mouths until we couldn't fight the sleep any longer.
We saw each other again a few nights later and had a typical date-night with eating out and renting a movie afterwards. I'm not quite sure what I had expected to happen since I knew he was leaving, but I knew I wanted to experience the same feeling with him as much as I could before he left. He told me it would most likely be the last time we would see each other before he left for Paris. Anyway, everything was the same as before with how close we were. It was like a feeling of coming home. We ended up having sex and I remember it as average, but I felt it was average because we needed to get to know each other in that way for sex to be amazing. It didn't matter to me though because of the way I felt with him, although it did seem a little odd that with a connection like that the sex wouldn't be mind-blowing from the start.
We ate out the next morning and he wanted to come back to my place to be with me for a while more before he had to go. We ended up sitting on the couch in a hugging embrace for about a half an hour, just holding each other as tight as we could. There was no kissing, just hugging like we never wanted to let go of each other. This feeling was new to me and I didn’t know how to express it. I told him that I really liked him and he said he felt the same, but I knew that he and I were feeling more than that. I also knew he could read my mind, and that I was feeling pure love. He kept asking me if I had something else I wanted to say to him, and I knew that he wanted me to tell him I loved him, however I just said nothing. It wasn't something that was easy for me to say, especially since I knew he was moving. It was all such a whirlwind for me and I think I didn't quite process it at the time that he was really leaving.
I walked him to the door and we ended up in another long embrace. As he walked out and stood on the walkway he just stared at me and stood there for a while until I said goodbye and finally, reluctantly closed the door.
We contacted each other that night through text before he left and we both expressed the strong connection we had towards each other. He said that he would call me in the morning as he was boarding the plane.
I eagerly awaited his call but to my disappointment there wasn't one. I was devastated. It was like God had sent me an angel and then took him away.
~Chapter 2~
The Aftermath
Before Patrick left, I had no expectations with him other than maybe seeing him if he visited family here again or in the future if we were meant to be, then the universe would bring us back together when the time was right. He said that he would keep in touch when he arrived and got a phone, so I at least thought that with a connection like that, he would have followed through.
I always thought I had such good intuition and I could spot dishonest people easily, which is why I usually ended up dating guys who treated me so well. Also, with Patrick, every part of me told me that he was such a genuine person, so when the calls went silent and I had no way of getting in contact with him, I started to doubt my intuition.
At first I thought that something had seriously gone wrong and he had gotten hurt or lost my number because none of it made sense to me. Like I stated before, I never needed a relationship to make me happy but I felt lost, as if I had no closure or understanding of what happened to him.
I was desperate to find out if he was ok or if he’d lost my number, since I didn’t even tell him my last name. So I found an email address on a person finder and an address to his parent's house in SF and I wrote both of them saying that I just wanted to make sure that he was alright and to make sure he had my info if he had lost it. I wasn't even sure if the information was for him or another person with the same name but regardless I never heard anything back.
I even saw a psychic and basically all she told me was that he was a soul-mate and that I would find him on a social media site. This baffled me because I had already looked on the usual social media sites.
So to backtrack a little, from the moment I met him until about a few weeks after he left, I had this buzzing energy going from my hands and up into my arms. It was like he pushed a button in me and awakened something. My hands literally had energy running all of the time. Along with this energy and the spiritual experience I felt when I was with him, I felt like there was a reason for it.
So I ended up taking reiki classes, meditating, and attending various healing classes. I felt so motivated to learn everything that had to do with manifesting one’s desires, healing others and myself, and connecting to spirits and source energy. It was all so exciting!
My life changed dramatically in such a short time and all of these amazing miracles happened. Things like seeing and having full conversations with my spirit guides, creating huge vortexes in my room
, turning myself into white light and even doing psychic readings in a clairvoyant school. This will have to be another whole book, but in short, I went from seeking out healers, teachers, and info to people coming to me for guidance and healings. It was all very exciting but overwhelming at the same time.
By this time, about nine months had passed since meeting Patrick. I still felt confused and sad about his complete disappearance but I was soooo grateful for having had the experience because I knew that it is an extreme rarity to experience that kind of soul/spiritual connection. I also knew without a doubt that I had met him so my path would shift in the direction it had.
One day I decided to look on FB again and HE HAD A PROFILE all of a sudden, just as the psychic had predicted! Well, he was alive and I was glad that nothing had happened to him but as I looked through his information my heart sank. It said that he was married with a toddler. I really had felt like I couldn't trust my intuition at all and I even started to doubt if the connection we had even happened. It really bothered me because it seemed like my whole amazing life transformation was based on something false. So I decided to briefly write him in a cordial manner, because I really just wanted verification that he felt what I had, even though deep down I KNEW he did. It was brief because I didn't care to ruin anything in his life, even though I felt I had been wronged.
It simply stated that I always wondered what had happened to him and how he could've disappeared that easily after our connection. I also said that I hoped he wasn't married when we spent time together but I really just wanted to know that the connection was real for him. I desperately needed to trust my intuition!
Shortly after this...I received a rather weird response from him, asking when we had dated because he had forgotten. Then I got a message from another person's profile and it said that it was Patrick writing through his friend. He said that the person I was writing and who wrote me back was his wife, who had created a fake profile as him to see if he was cheating. He kept repeating in caps not to let her take his kid away and that I could call him at a number so he could explain everything. At this point, I didn't know what to trust and I really didn't want any part of breaking up a marriage or dealing with someone who was acting so different and heartless, so I just ignored it and figured he would have to deal with his wife on his own. I didn't want to know the details. (See the “Afterword” at the end of the book for the story that followed with me, Patrick, and his wife.)
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