Let’s talk about soulmates. That tantalizing fantasy of one perfect person—destined for you, crafted by the cosmos, your missing puzzle piece.
We’ve all felt it: the ache to be chosen, the hope that love will fill every void. But here’s the raw truth: Soulmates aren’t found. They’re built.
The Cosmic Joke: “God Keeps Making New Soulmates”
Imagine this: You’re told there’s one person made just for you. Then life happens. Relationships crash. Hearts break. Suddenly, you’re scrolling through dating apps, wondering if the universe messed up your order.
Here’s the punchline: The idea of a “soulmate” is a setup.
- You’re sold a fairy tale of perfection, then handed a flawed, messy human.
- You blame yourself. Blame them. Blame fate.
But what if the problem isn’t them? What if it’s the myth itself?
Love Isn’t a Checklist
Take Mr. Bean. He announced he’d marry Lucy, the neighbor everyone hated. “She’s a tramp!” cried his family. “Her hair looks fake!” hissed his uncle.
His reason? “She has no family.”
We laugh, but we’re all Mr. Bean.
We hunt for partners who fit our checklist—looks, hobbies, shared tastes—then wonder why love feels transactional.
Secret: There’s No “Right Person”
Repeat after me: There’s no “right person.”
- Not because people are flawed (they are).
- But because you’re flawed too.
Love isn’t about finding perfection. It’s about embracing imperfection—yours and theirs.
The Real Question: Are You the Right Person?
Before demanding a soulmate, ask:
- *“Am I someone *else’s* soulmate?”*
- “Can I love without conditions? Without demanding they ‘complete’ me?”
Soulmates aren’t born. They’re forged—through patience, friction, and choosing each other daily.
Love Is a Garden, Not a Trophy
Think of love as a garden:
- Myth: Find the perfect seed (soulmate), plant it, and paradise blooms.
- Reality: Any seed—even a “fool”—can grow into something breathtaking if you tend to it.
Water it with attention. Weed out resentment. Prune expectations.
A thriving relationship isn’t about the seed. It’s about the gardener.
Generational Trap: “Be a Wife Like Your Mother”
Your grandmother’s love recipe? “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”
Today? Your partner orders Uber Eats while texting their therapist.
Stop comparing.
- Then: Love meant survival. Roles were rigid.
- Now: Love means partnership. Roles are fluid.
You don’t need to “measure up.” You need to show up—authentically.
Truth: Become Love, Don’t Chase It
Love isn’t something you find. It’s something you radiate.
- Body: Pleasure (a warm bath, a shared meal).
- Mind: Joy (laughing at inside jokes).
- Emotions: Love (sweetness without reason).
- Energy: Bliss (peace that needs no “why”).
When you become love, you stop hunting for it. You attract those who resonate with your light—not your lack.
Your Invitation
Today, try this:
- Ditch the Checklist: Go on a date with someone “wrong.” Notice what surprises you.
- Water Your Garden: Do one small, kind thing for your partner (or yourself).
- Be Love: Smile at a stranger. Pet a dog. Sit in silence and let your heart soften.
Remember: Soulmates aren’t delivered. They’re discovered—in the mess, the mistakes, the mundane.
Now go—build your own magic. 🌟
*P.S. The next time someone asks, “Have you found *the one*?” wink and say: “I *am* the one. The rest is just bonus.”*