I did it. Something I’ve refused to do for years. On-line dating, eHarmony style.
Oh, and I also began therapy. But more about that later.
I don’t know when or where or even if I’ll meet my soul mate. Yes, I believe in soul mates. I believe there is someone looking for me and when we meet the connection might not be instant but it will be profound and the love we fall into – despite our flaws, our disagreements, the challenges we face in life – will be unfailing. I believe that.
And for years I believed love and connection was out of my reach. That somehow I didn’t deserve it. Besides, I had plenty of platonic love and connection with my yoga students. Weren’t my cravings for romantic love selfish?
As friends know, I’ve always hoped I’d meet someone – anyone – at the salad bar of whole foods as our tongs tangle over the romaine. When I mentioned this recently on Facebook, a friend replied, “I think meeting someone at the salad bar is a toss up!”
He’s right. If I want love and connection – if I want to find the soul mate that at this very moment is looking for me – then I have to increase my chances of finding him.
It’s been forty-eight hours and the potential matches are rolling in. All eight of them. One of them is someone I’ve known for years. How weird is that? I archived his profile immediately (eHarmony’s lovely euphemism for ‘delete’). But now I’m asking myself, is online dating for the birds, or does eHarmony know something I don’t?
Now…about that therapy…..