My body is a cage

Our lives are made up of coincidences, the right place, the right time, the right person at the right time, catching the glimpse of someone at the precise moment. Reading a book, hearing a thought at precisely the right moment to influence our thinking.

Is this kismet? Predestination, or simply a marvelous tapestry that weaved around us in splendid isolation of our own wishes.

Some of us meet our match at a very young age, some of us don't meet that person until much later in life. Some of us meet our match when the other has made a misjudgment and met another, whom they thought was their match. Or perhaps it was an arrangement of convenience, or tradition dictated the choice.

Some people believe that matches are designed, that love is an inevitable. I'm much more romantic than that, I believe that love is a lightning bolt that strikes you, a moment of clarity. I also think it's possible that there can be multiple moments of clarity, some believe in one true life partner, I'm a believer that these true moments of clarity show us what we need at that moment of our spiritual evolution.