How does it REALLY feels like to meet someone from your past life — Part 2

Last year, I went to a meditation event where I met Juls. When I got there, most of the seats were taken but there happened to be an empty seat next to her. Before the program started, she turned around and asked how I knew about the event. It turned out that we were both recommended by the same person, whom is now one of my spiritual teacher (That’s another story for another day.)

I didn’t feel anything in particular then.

A few weeks later she added me on Facebook but I didn’t bother because I didn’t have any recollection of her. In my own silly defence, I couldn’t see her face in her profile photo. A few weeks after that, I finally took a closer look at her profile because she seemed to be pole dancer as well, then I remembered her from the meditation event.

We chatted briefly, very excitedly and decided to meet when she got back from India.

You know how you can speak your mind with people you are close to? That’s how I felt.

When we were setting up a place to meet, she suggested Gardens by the Bay which felt like a huge “No” so I told her frankly, she was cool about it and we met somewhere else instead.

When we met, we got down to talking and talking about spiritually related topics. It was only after awhile before we exchanged the usual — what’s your occupation info. Whatever we were doing in the 3D world didn’t seem to matter.

We headed to the park for a chat after dinner but the bugs were too annoying, we took it as a signal to leave. As we were walking out, I got the idea to take a bus.

So I said, “Let’s take a bus somewhere.”

“Okay, where to?” she asked.

After tuning in a bit with the divine, I told her, “The third bus that comes.”

“Okay, sure.”

We boarded the bus and found ourselves at Holland Village. When we alighted, I instinctively walked to this shop where I found the perfect birthday present for my sister. Earlier that day, I had prayed so hard for my relationship with my sister to heal after a huge fight.

There was a sense of familiarity with Juls. I was not afraid of suggesting to do something crazy with her. You’d usually not suggest something this adventurous, or at least you’d ask them what they thought. But in our case, it wasn’t necessary. We talked a lot that evening.

The next day, when I passed my sister her present, she asked in amazement, “How did you know I was looking for baking mittens? I just burnt myself yesterday.”

Honestly, I didn’t know. It was divinely guided, and Juls helped me pick the gift.

Juls and I have been texting every week, and we are very open with each other, even about each other’s hangups and flaws. And the beautiful thing is, we always explore and reflect on their opinions. We don’t just dismiss them even if we were pretty adamant about it a few hours ago. To be honest, we have helped each other grow in ways I cannot imagine. How this can happen? It’s because we truly feel safe and at home with each other. I trust her with all my heart.

This is the kind of soul sister everyone should have. I love her with all my heart and every time she texts me, I honestly feel very very happy.

Ever since our awakening, we had been praying to meet our soul tribe, people we resonated on a deep spiritual level. And now I can safely tell you that prayers do work because we found each other.