Meeting my Soul Mate
The thing that was most missing in my life was my soul mate. When I bought my computer in October 2007, a friend finally convinced me to try online dating, which I was totally against. In fact, it took me several days to decide if I wanted to complete the signing up for it, and while I was deciding what I wanted to do, I received an email from them, telling me that I had several matches!
I was matched with a fellow who lives in Ottawa, which is 6 hours away from me, and although I found him attractive, I thought that was too far away. I don’t know why, but I didn’t close the match. And two days later, he contacted me. We started conversing, and I really enjoyed talking to him, but wasn’t quite sure how far he wanted to take it, and if we would ever meet.
In December, I spoke with a girl at work. I am a collector, and this girl contacted me on behalf of her fiancee to make arrangements to pay what he owed.
In the mean time, I was enjoying my budding relationship with Greg, but still wasn’t sure if he wanted to meet me. I remember thinking to myself that I wished one of my friends was going to Ottawa, and would ask me to go with them, so that I could use the fact that I would be there anyways as an excuse to meet Greg.
Come January, I had to again contact the fiancee of the client she called about, because no payments had been received. She told me that he had left, and our conversation turned more personal. She lived only half an hour away from me, and suggested that I contact her at home, as we seemed to have a lot in common. After thinking about it for a few days I did call her, and we did meet. During this conversation, she said that she was going to visit relatives in Montreal, and that I should go with her, and that on our way there, we could stop in Ottawa, and I could meet Greg. I realized at this point that if this all worked out, I would have received exactly what I asked for.
A week or so later, I had the week of the trip to Montreal booked off, and had spoken to Greg about our meeting for a couple of hours while I was in Ottawa, and was very happy to hear that he was quite receptive to the idea.
I had heard of The Secret, and even visited the website, but didn’t know what it was all about. The fiancee told me that she had the CD, and was going to lend it to me. I later discovered that I had tapped into the Secret, without knowing what it was.
I listened to The Secret, and decided to try it for myself. The thing I most wanted was for Greg to call me on Valentine’s Day, although at this point we had not yet spoken on the phone. I would lay in bed before I fell asleep, and to the best of my ability picture him calling me, and how happy I would feel when he did. As I was walking out the door on Valentine’s Day my phone rang, and, of course, it was Greg.
The trip to Montreal never happened. But I have learned that the universe does indeed work in mysterious ways that we could never imagine. I told Greg that the trip to Montreal was off, and that maybe I could visit him for a few days. Instead, I spent the whole week with him. Most people thought I was crazy to go and spend a week with a man I never met in person, but I KNEW that it was going to be wonderful, and it absolutely was.
I only spoke to the fiancee one more time. But I am ever thankful for her being the catalyst that got Greg and I together.
Greg and I see each other often, and are very happy. I am going to be moving to Ottawa. I don’t know how exactly or when, but I have complete faith in us and in the universe, and expect all my dreams to come true!