Excerpts of Chapters & Life... Only Love is Real

an older photo
of peggy's cove and nova scotia.
seas and shores are always
a familiar calling. a famililar longing.

sunday. evening.

a quiet sunday. a spent at home sunday.

with the exception of walks in the rain with pup

and then driving him back to where he now calls home.

and then quickly meeting with petra for a coffee,

and an awfully, delicously unhealthy quick bit to eat.

spent the morning with cups of coffee

reading a bit of this and reading a bit of that

working thru my quotes and stirring yet another project

that has lived and dwelled in the mind for much too long.

years of long.

maybe it'll never become, or maybe its time still needs to come.

but this morning we stirred the thoughts

just as i stirred in my coffee cup.

and then i read these words written below

that touch the surface and touch the heart

and touch the mind. the thought. the soul.

almost as though it struck a chord, a tender heartstring.


it was maddie that shared these words, let me find them

and to i thank her for that. for sharing,

almost like unveiling little secrets herself.


i've just poured myself a sunday evening glass of red wine,

catching myself smiling thinking of other little moments of the day,

like long afternoon phone calls,

and little messages shared.


good night. sleep tight.

"There is someone special for everyone. Often there are two or three or even four. They come from different generations. They travel across oceans of time and the depths of heavenly dimensions to be with you again. They come from the other side, from heaven. They look different, but your heart knows them. Your heart has held them in arms like yours in the moon-filled deserts of Egypt and the ancient plains of Mongolia. You have ridden together in the armies of forgotten warrior-generals, and you have lived together in the sand-covered caves of the Ancient Ones. You are bonded together throughout eternity, and you will never be alone.

Your head may interfere: "I do not know you." Your heart knows.

He takes your hand for the first time, and the memory of his touch transcends time and sends a jolt through every atom of your being. She looks into your eyes, and you see a soul companion across centuries. Your stomach turns upside down. Your arms are gooseflesh. Everything outside this moment loses its importance.

He may not recognize you, even though you have finally met again, even though you know him. You can feel the bond. You can see the potential, the future. But he does not. His fears, his intellect, his problems keep a veil over his heart's eyes. He does not let you help him sweep the veil aside. You mourn and grieve, and he moves on. Destiny can be so delicate.

When both recognize each other, no volcano could erupt with more passion. The energy released is tremendous...

...Soul recognition may be subtle and slow. A dawning of awareness as the veil is gently lifted. Not everyone is ready to see right away. There is a timing at work, and patience may be necessary for the one who sees first.

You may be awakened to the presence of your soul companion by a look, a dream, a memory, a feeling. You may be awakened by the touch of his hands or the kiss of their lips, and your soul is jolted back to life..."

Copyright © 1996 by Brian L. Weiss, M.D. from Only Love is Real