I Entered a New Level of Consciousness Through Meeting My Twin Flame

Dear reader, I write from a place of love. This is my experience, my truth.

Something had stirred in my soul. Life as I knew it would never be the same.

The Twin Flame phenomenon has grown in awareness in recent years but is still a controversial and disputed topic for which I completely understand. That I am actually writing about such a topic, I still find difficult to comprehend. Not so long ago I would have dismissed such an idea as pure fantasy. For anyone who has not experienced the Twin Flame connection, I accept your reluctance. It is not something that can be defined. There is no evidence or scientific proof. I hadn’t even heard of the term ‘Twin flame’ so as an unconscious individual with the usual attachment trauma it was a strange and confusing encounter.

This is my faithful story …..

I had been sleepwalking most of my life. Unconscious, emotionally fragile, and dependent. I lived in constant fear, defensive, negative, and angry. It was like living through a coma. I observed my life but somehow seemed powerless to change it. I was unable to wake up. Something needed to change, although at that point in my life I accepted life as it was. I was wife, Mum. There was no Me, but that’s normal right, nothing extraordinary in losing yourself. The majority of the middle-aged population can probably identify with that and it doesn’t create any exciting story.

Finding myself, awakening from my coma is where my story begins. If it is possible to be a completely different person in the same body, that person is me. Like someone waking from a coma with amnesia and they become a whole new person. I became a whole new Me.

I met a man. He blew my world into tiny pieces and from those fragments, a new life was born. A new awakened Me. There was nothing about the man that led me to believe he would be a part of my life let alone change it. It was such an ordinary encounter and as unexpected as a tidal wave on a summer’s day.

A gentle whisper from my soul, a tender stirring of recognition, and my story unfolds. My soul and physical self were in union, in harmony, with an awareness that this man just HAD to be in my life. There could be no chances here and indeed the universe in all its glory made sure we came together. Event after event made this possible. We couldn’t ignore what our souls had already recognised.

Our souls just knew and understood what our physical selves could not. Through our eyes we saw that which our physical bodies couldn’t touch. We didn't need words. We communicated through our eyes which reached deep into our souls. It was a level of closeness I’d not experienced. I recognised myself in his actions and reactions. We were the same but different. We were as one. Like the mirror image you see, exact but opposite.

I was able to understand him on a telepathic level. Our emotions were in sync. I felt his joy, his sadness. His energy was like fuel for the soul :- self awareness and self discovery.

It felt so right but so wrong. We brought the best and worst out of each other. It was the happiest and unhappiest time of my life. We shared the typical Twin flame dynamic. Our separations were fuelled with the usual intense sadness and despair, to balance alongside an intense feeling of euphoria. Wanting to live life to the full :- experience, learn, be the very best version of ‘Me’, understand quantum physics, learn a new language, become an explorer. The world became brighter and magical.

To my horror and disbelief the magic came to an abrupt and premature end. My Twin flame died. It was an utter shock as I’d thought our journey had only just began and he seemed to have abandoned the ride far too soon. I thought we had so much further to go…..

I was plunged into the worst possible dark night of the soul. Although is there any other type …

I knew there was something so much bigger going on when the weekend he died I had a very curious experience. He sent me a message. It was delivered as a random thought. Although, I have to say thought isn’t the right term. It was a clear message as the ones I now understand come from the divine, from your spirit guides. The message was delivered so randomly in my head whilst walking the dog, “ MY TIME ON THIS EARTH IS DONE”. This random thought meant no sense to me. Where did such a thought come from and why. Did it refer to myself. Is my time done here.

Monday, the message was understood. I was delivered the awful news. His time was indeed done on this earth. He had left the physical world. The journey was complete.

I experienced the darkest time of my life. A pain that engulfed my whole being. I understood the term, ‘dying from a broken heart’. The pain was overwhelming and completely overpowering. I just needed it to stop …

From that pain came healing and a new self was born. How this came about though I feel is for another time …..

I hope you have enjoyed my story. It is my truth. A truthfully honest rendering of the strangest two years of my life that led to a new Me and a new level of consciousness and awareness.

Blessings

Sarahbella x