Souls

I am not an outgoing person. I'm fine with people I have known all my life. I'm also fine with people whom I feel I've known all my life. But throw one new face at me and I'm lost and retreat into my big shell, shut up and become suddenly and stupidly silent. I am not able to strike conversations with strangers, not even if it's weather related. It's too hard for me, it can be harrowingly hard. And yet I realise that perhaps going against my own Bible yesterday wasn't such a bad thing after all. It's also made me realise that some people are not put off and neither do they out you off. A new face, a new woman, and yet I felt so comfortable. There are a million things us girls can bond about, this time it was make-up. Boy do I love the subject. And yet there just was something about this carefree happy woman. Perhaps sometimes it's all about vibes, and I kept getting good, better, and better still vibes. Maybe sometimes souls connect somehow because they know that there is more than meets the eye. It's about the talk, the walk and the everything else. And I've made a new friend whom I'd otherwise overlooked on the street. Because souls know about anniversaries, they know about the fear, they instantly know they have found a mate. That is the true meaning of 'soulmate'. Even if it takes something so surface related like make-up and bling bling. Look deeper.