I’ve Yet to Love Him, But I do


By Suzanne Reisler Litwin

Life is crazy! I’ve been saying this for a very long time. It just doesn’t seem to settle down. If it’s not one thing, it’s another. It’s always something!  Doesn’t this sound like something Rosanne Roseannadanna from Saturday Night Live might say?I've Yet to Love Him But I do, Rhonda Massad, West Island Blog, West Island News, Suzanne Reisler Litwin, love, life, lessons, wisdom

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Crazy things just keep happening.  Sometimes, the crazy something is a unique someone or soul. A person you meet who just understands you. This is not a spouse,  a relative or a friend. This is a new someone, but maybe a person you’ve known before? That’s the feeling this person gives you. They are unique beasts.  Perhaps even a sent from above person?

I have a friend who feels her dog is the reincarnation of her Father. This dog’s soul is soulful and his eyes are of her Father’s. Are we crazy to think this way? I rather think this dog is carrying the soul we know, because we know this soul. Her dog is a unique being.  He fills the void in a “knowing way” which is familiar to all of us who know him.  It’s hard to explain, but we know him and he knows us.  I believe he is a dog with a human soul inside.

I ask myself this question, how does this person or animal finish our…sandwiches?
It’s nothing you can try to understand; it just is. Where did we meet? How did I know this person before? How does s/he understand what I’m about to say? Why is there so much connection without any connectivity?   Is this a soul I’ve known before? It’s got to be more than what it is. But….there’s no known history. It’s so hard to make any sense of this!

So, I’m driving a terribly long drive. Thinking about nothing happy, just driving alone and listening to the Beatles’, Hey Jude. Perhaps a tear is about to roll out of my eye when I get a message. Something literary and uplifting. I NEEDED THAT! I really needed that.

Suddenly, I get motivated! I change the radio station and drive listening to my beloved Elvis. I’ve got my groove back on, long enough to get me home. Gosh that helped or God that helped? Something helped or someone helped but, how did they know what I needed?  How come this keeps happening to me?  Who sent this message?

Timing? How could it get any better? How does this spiritual-soulful-person, have the knowful and the timing? Seriously, I need to thoroughly understand this.

Over time, it’s usually history which bonds people or unique life experiences. Soulmates develop when you have lived life with special people and have shared life events. What happens when there’s no history or life events shared.  Nothing? Just fresh new. Maybe a common interest – like words. Or…maybe nothing in common.  Certainly not enough words to finish your sandwich!

Then…where do you look for answers?  Is this the crazy taking over me?  Does everyone experience a person or animal like this? So many questions unanswered!

Perhaps, we have to look beyond the realm of our time and space.  Assume these unique people or animals have been placed into our lives for a special purpose – a muse of some sort.

This must be illogical love!

I’m a very spiritual person.  I tend to believe that this is being caused by a greater force of nature, not nurture.  Yet, I feel completely nurtured.

These unique people or animals come from a different life time.  They think differently, dress differently, speak differently, move in the world and space differently, but live in this time period. They don’t fit into our society, but do.  I’ve never met another person like this alive person, but perhaps in death I have.  Similar to a reincarnated good o’l soul that needs to be present from the past.  Maybe it’s just me and I have been reborn?

I wonder?  I knew this person, this sound and body. I know this person, but I don’t.  Do you?

Suzanne Reisler Litwin an instructor at Concordia University in The Centre for Continuing Education. Suzanne is a freelance contributor to The Suburban newspaper.   She is the author of the children’s book, The Black Velvet Jacket. She lives in Montreal, Canada with her 3 children, Allyn, Taylor, and Duke and her husband Laurie. Suzanne contributes regularly to West Island Blog under her column “Keeping it Real”.  Please visit her website  www.suzannereislerlitwin.com
  to read more of her published articles, books, and poetry.