I told the Universe exactly what I was looking for and it replied in kind. I still don’t understand how this happens but I have complete faith in it because it’s been proven for me in my life more than once.
At the time, I didn’t realize that I was painting the picture of my perfect companion. All I’ve been doing for the last couple months is what I always do –analyzing and researching. Except, instead of the normal techie way, i.e. the Internet, I’ve been researching inside my own mind, my heart, and my soul. Analyzing what I really want. Making mental notes of exactly everything, no matter how insignificant the trait seemed. I know full well that the likelihood of finding such a person is rare, at best, and I never had the unrealistic expectation of finding this exact person but I needed to know what I really wanted. A guideline, if you will. And then I could go from there. Being the tolerant person that I am, I find it easy to compromise on many levels. I had no visions of perfection. Then, as I often do, I continued my mental research long after I had the answers. I was over-analyzing at this point. Typical. But, for me, there was nothing else to do at that point. I wouldn’t just say “Ok, I have the exact specs, I’m done.” There are too many facets to us as humans for me to limit it like that.
At the same time, I began telling a few friends and family that I think I’m ready to start looking for a companion. Sometimes friends know friends who have other single friends. That approach seemed so vague and random to me, but I had to start somewhere. And, a friend of mine (also single) and I were planning on joining a dating site in January. Again, I had to start somewhere. I also thought about Craigslist. I’ve bought and sold lots of things on Craigslist. It’s a great venue and it’s free. Let’s see what’s on there in the personals. I had never perused those ads before and wow, it’s, well, entertaining, to say the least! A few of the ads seemed sincere, but for the most part, these people couldn’t spell or form a complete sentence to save their lives. And it was amazing to me the number of people looking for casual or immoral relations. But I kept on – weeding through the repeat ads and those with needs considerably different from mine. Then I found the one - I didn’t know it at the time, of course. But the ad was well written and he sounded like the type of person I was looking for. I replied to it with some of my own details and hoped for a response and, ultimately, a date.
The date went so well. I would never have imagined. Except, I had imagined it. That idea I had in the back of my mind of this perfect person for me and the perfect date, had been realized. As the night drew on, the conversation unearthed more and more of those details.
I don’t know where this will lead but I am very hopeful. For now, I have no specific expectations. Well, maybe I do. Somehow the Universe knows when and what to listen for.
