Soulmates are a popular topic in American culture. The notion that there is one perfect romantic match for everyone and that once you find that soulmate you will get married and live happily every after. The criteria for being a soulmate is based on more material and value compatibility over spirituality of course. If, after the fullness of time, one or the other partner evolves in a different direction and the relationship fails, the match is rebranded. Maybe they were not soulmates after all. Soulmates are perfection in this life and every other life.
It’s an idea that has driven me across my whole life. A relationship, especially romantic relationship Holy Grail. Find that one guy. Get married – at any cost. Get the fairy tale. He’s out there and if I don’t have him in my life and in my bed, then I’ve clearly done something wrong.
But recently, perhaps because I’m an Empath and a very spiritual (though not religious) person, this whole soulmate stuff comes into question for me. What if that soul I’ve been sensing across the years when the world is quiet and I’m able to meditate, what if he in this current incarnation is not the perfect mate for me? What if my soul mate is someone I travel with from life to life, but not always harmoniously? I can feel directionally he isn’t American nor located in the United States – the pull is eastward, across the Atlantic Ocean. That’s a whole different culture, maybe a different language, and certainly a different political mind set. He could disagree with me on every political issue and have a completely different way of doing things.
And then there are the little things that never get acknowledged as important in relationships. Styles in housekeeping. Frequency and degree of clutter and cleaning. Tolerance for household chaos created by animals and children. Even the color of paint on walls and how many and type of things hung on the walls. Little stuff that add up and end up mattering a lot when you live with someone.
All this stuff can mean that someone is not a good fit to share the same living space as you. As much as you may love someone, love is not the same as being able to harmoniously live with someone.
I care greatly for my best mate in Glasgow – but our living styles in our homes are so different that we would never succeed as roommates.
Instead of promoting this myth of soulmates meaning perfectly and eternally compatible in all things, maybe we should give ourselves some grace and change our expectations. Love without demanding. Allow our relationships to run their course without second guessing or rebranding in hindsight. We can travel from life to life with beloved souls without always getting along and without always having romantic and sexual relationships with them. Sometimes it’s the friendships that make the most impact and offer us the most love and acceptance, not the marriages and romances.
Instead of looking for that “soulmate” maybe we need to give ourselves the personal grace to just be ourselves. No pressure. No demands. Just caring for each other.