Sister Twin Flame

After I lost my medical and could no longer work as a pilot, I had to decide what I wanted to do for a living. I still had a job in aviation, but it’s just not the same as flying. Great view.

Over several months, I narrowed it down to some form of counseling. It’s something I do naturally, I just lack the formal training. After months of internet research, I found a tiny, little ad in the back of a magazine for The New Seminary (TNS), and its spiritual counseling program. It was an Interfaith (think ANY faith) Seminary, and had no particular religious affiliation, so I could get past the word ‘seminary’. As I wondered why I was drawn to this program I heard it’s not the material, it’s the people. Works for me.

TNS was located in New York City. It was a two-year program that could be completed by distance, except for two on-site retreats which happened at the end of each year. The retreats were scheduled right after the last class of each year, so corresponding students could come a day early and enjoy a class in person. I did just that, and found out why I was drawn there.

As I walked up to the still locked door, someone stepped out from the shadows and said, “Hi! My name is Adriane.” As is normal in introductions, I held out my hand, said, “I’m Natha,” and made eye contact. That’s when reality took a swift turn towards the twilight zone. When our eyes met, I saw my own soul looking back at me. Oh shit. This isn’t right. How can she have my soul? Is that even possible? Then it was just awkward. What do you say to someone you know intimately, but have only just met? That whole day was odd. It felt like I was being drawn to her and repelled at the same time. Beautiful and terrifying. Okay, mostly terrifying.

The next day we started the retreat, and by day two people were commenting on our connection. “How nice you can be here with your sister!” “How long have you been best friends?” It was a shock to everyone that we had just met. It was definitely a shock to me.

In the four days of the retreat I ran through the gamet of typical twin flame emotions, though I didn’t realize that’s what was happening. My life usually works like this: Twin flames? That sounds like a crock, I’m not buying it. Oh shit, I guess it’s real… maybe I should read up on it. So after I read about it, the whole thing made more sense, in a twilight zone kind of way. Even though there was no sexual attraction, I still experienced the overwhelming love, jealousy, feeling inadequate, and giddy elation that meeting a twin produces.

In all my research on the subject, the two things that don’t fit are 1) the assumption that a person can only have one twin flame, and 2) that it always has a sexual attraction. Both false. I know of others who have more than one twin flame, and there are a few channeled books describing a soul being built to incarnate in about half a dozen different people at a time. I have a page about twin flames, for more on the subject.

Adriane and I live in different states, and parting at the airport was one of the most painful things I’ve ever experienced. It felt like part of my heart was being ripped out. We hadn’t talked about the experience, and I didn’t know if it was just me, or even if I would ever see her again. Over the years, we’ve become much closer, and visit in person at least once or twice a year. I still cry every time we part. I don’t imagine that will ever change.

Over the years, I’ve grown to know her as a friend, as well as a twin. We also developed a telepathic link. For several months, we would talk telepathically daily, then verify the information by phone about once a week. We know when the other is in distress, and we can help each other energetically. We also have the same strange things happen at the same time, so I can always rely on her for a reality check. She’s amazing. I don’t know how I managed to make it all those years without her.

The twin flame thing is real, and it is just as amazing and strange as advertised. In fact, it was at the very top of my “weird shit” list for years… until I found my second twin…