I met my husband Eran life times ago, seriously, I have had many lives with this man no question in my mind..it all began back in the early 90’s when I was living in Israel on a kibbutz in my early 20’s and I had started a new job in the banana fields when I became quite aware of an unexplained connection to someone I had absolutely nothing in common with..i was an American transplant who made Aliya (became Israeli) and was living in the kibbutz where I had made it my home and where he has spent his entire life..Eran by the way was just the mere age of 13 when we met that day and I was 21 with a 8.5 year age gap in-between..
we began working together that first day all those years ago and we both experienced in our own way a deep rooted soulful connection to each other that was beyond what a normal friendship was like..we immediately hit it off and became instant best friends..we could, and still can, communicate by the language of the soul simply by looking at each other having no words voiced from our mouths silently having a full on conversation with each other..hours upon hours we spent together in the fields on the days he worked and wasn’t in school..Eran and I could be left for 8 hours in the banana fields, working side by side, having a blast no matter what the farming job required..it was when looking back the most beautiful pure relationship between two people not having any agenda and truly formulating a bond again in the lifetime we were currently living to each other picking right back up were we had left off..
then one day came 2 years later where life as we knew it side by side in the field of banana dreams was about to change and become very real..you see, I was engaged to a man that I was getting married to and I was given a different job that I desperately wanted and was planning on leaving the banana fields..this conversation that I knew I had to have with Eran was going to be not your typical conversation..we both were so tied to one another in a magical unexplained way that nobody had ever had a clue about..the pure innocence of loving someone so authentically, so deeply was happening within the spirit of our soul, however the physicalness to my mind was in a completely different place..
that day in the fields I had to share with Eran that I was leaving the fields, and that I was getting married..i remember vaguely being seated under the banana trees with my hands uncomfortable folded in my lap fidgeting with them trying to find the words I needed to say goodbye..i remember that he asked of me at the age of 15 to not get married to this man, and to stay with him in the fields..even writing this puts a knife into my heart as I reflect onto where we have been and the road we had to travel to eventually come back to each other so may experienced years later..that day, I promised him I would be with him forever and did the blood oath with him by making him cut into my palm with his knife and me cutting into him with mine as we joined hands that one last final time saying goodbye..
love is infectious, and grows inside of us without sometimes us knowing and being aware..sometimes we have no clue what the divine is trying to say to us as we continue through life blinded by things that are coasting on the surface while the soul has a way of storing and preserving memories of specialties that need to be revisited when the universe is ready to match your desires to your reality..don’t ever give up on love, don’t ever believe you are unworthy of such extraordinary adventures of the souls journey..destiny and timing are the powerful attributes when it is time for miracles to happen and take place before your very eyes, this I know for sure..peace love faith hope
p.s. TO BE CONTINUED………