I think @Cassady is absolutely correct. Most people who go past union tend to remove themselves from these communities because their priorities change, and the more negative and toxic they become, the harder it is to stick around them.
I have noticed the beginnings of the twin flame collective trying to push back against this a bit but it only works because the community here is small. Once the “horde” finds us we’ll be overrun by the same negativity the others face.
Every once in a while, I feel called to come back here and make a post or two. I’m trying to be more consistent with it. It’s worth it when I know something I say might help someone go through what I went through.
This is the other problem.
I think it is so hard to really explain in a way that is actually useful or makes sense. It’s not like a movie; it’s different but also so much better.
My own journey went through several countries.
We actually lived very close to each other during our childhood, but never met; we might have even walked by each other, it was a pretty small place. In our mid-twenties, through a rather strange series of events, we both got stranded on a remote island because of a forest fire.
It wasn’t a desert island or anything; we were in a city with an Airbnb, but it was a small population and the chances of us both being there…
There wasn’t a good way to meet other English speakers there, but we both went on our phones, and (this is why I’ll never be against TFs using dating apps), we met on Tinder, of all things.
We didn’t go for a “date”; we just agreed that if we were both stuck there for a while, it would be nice to spend time with another English speaker.
Things… escalated.
I felt like I got a glimpse of what life could really feel like. Everything else shrunk into background noise. Every small problem faded to insignificance because… what could possibly be bad when I had a love like this?
We tried to avoid using the L word but it didn’t last long.
Then the fire cleared and we both got separated. Visa issues escalated the situation and we were both forced to go our own ways before we really even had a chance to talk about it.
During the next… longer than I care to admit, we both alternated the running/chasing dynamic. Trying to rationalize this chance encounter and whirlwind romance as just for that place and time and telling ourselves it would never have lasted.
Then, I guess Spirit just decided to get involved. In a city of over 10 million people, it put us back in the same place a little after Christmas. We had kept in touch, but hadn’t told the other of our travel plans until I saw a photo of him in a nearby hotspot. Couldn’t believe it.
We’ve been together ever since. It wasn’t just that we had this time apart and happened to bump into each other. It put us both through a lot and a lot to process without really understanding why or what we were really doing.
I think the best way I could describe it is that the first meeting changed us in a way that staying who we used to be was a crazy idea. It became so clear that we had to make changes, we had to heal and improve things. We were kind of dragged along by that idea until we met again and we still feel the same pull to improve but now we do it together.