A tale of a “milkmaid and her pail”
ill. : J. Désandré & W.-H. Freeman
It’s decided, I’m a Twin Flame.. or maybe a false one.
Imagine a person walking out the door one morning, and stumbling upon another who looks so very familiar. They somehow start talking to one another and decide to go for coffee. They realise they have much in common. They feel attraction and ease with one another: a story has started. There will be more coffees, outings, and soon they become intimate. They find their bond to be very special, unlike their previous experiences. One of the two who is familiar with internet trends and all sorts of romanticised labels, even starts identifying with the TF sticker.
In any case, after some time the story has its bumps and complications.. ups and downs. In short, what any story is made of.
The two separate because it’s become a bit stifling for Person M who needs a breeze, even though Person F would prefer not. In fact the emotional dependency has become so intense for F, it’s close to being an addiction. F keeps calling and messaging M, but M’s behaviour has suddenly changed and M stops responding or communicating altogether.
F is triggered, she suffers greatly from abandonment and all sorts of lacks, feels a lot of pain, and would like to figure out what to do: she reads a lot of publications on the net, talks about it to others, consults “specialists” and TF gurus.. watches YouTube tarot readings. F follows all the New Age trends she can find, she spends tons of money, goes on retreats, takes reiki courses, buys books and tarot decks, calls herself a Divine Feminine and gives her opinions in dozens of groups on Facebook.
But it’s official, F and M are Twin Flames!
Time passes and M after having come and gone several times, has started dating someone else. Meanwhile, F has turned into a Twin Flame specialist and she has even started her own website with a blog and her specialised TF services: she has a method for reaching TF union! She’s got quite a busy-ness going now.
Time keeps passing, many years in fact: all F is left with is the bitter taste in her mouth that her TF she used to call Divine Masculine, is just a narcissist, a false Twin Flame. Her opinions about the TF experience have changed, she now believes it “only” serves as a “spiritual” awakener… and moreover, her method now is called to reach the Union within. In the meantime she’s finally met a wonderful person she’s identified as her destined soulmate, someone she can actually have a long term constructive relationship with. She’s “surrendered” and that’s the end of F and M story, and F’s TF castles in Spain, etc, etc, etc… and she’s actually quite happy after all !!
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