How do you feel about the search of a soulmate? Is it just an illusion? Have you ever thought you found him/her, and with time seen that illusion fade away as things become more real? How many couples do you know where you can feel that they really love each other deeply and you would hope their relationship never ends?
Finding a soul-mate is like gold panning.
Gold exists, but it’s hard to find much of it anywhere.
Not all desire leads to suffering. Desire to drink water leads to health and life, instead of death-by-denile.
When the Buddha spoke of “desire” – I think that we was talking about all unnessisary want. There are allot of things in society that don’t help us in the long-run, and we don’t need these things. Drugs and violance are examples of desires that are misguided, unnessisary and a source of suffering.
“Giving up” your desires – I don’t think that is a wording that I like.
Becoming aware of what causes your own peace & suffering – or becoming more deeply aware of what you need and what you don’t need, this is what I’d call this sort of enlightenment that holds hands with “the four nobel truths”.
When we become fully aware and sober, we will naturally change who we are and become more peaceful/pure with time. Things don’t happen fast when we want to change for the better, but they do happen.
It’s not about you being labeled “good” or “bad” in your personality/actions, it’s about how healthy and satisfied you feel and how much suffering you and those near you can avoid.
Also remember, that whether you make one choice or the other, if you make the wrong choice, you will be less likely to repeat that [wrong choice] in the future, because we are [despite many weaknesses] naturally progressive creatures.
I wish the best upon you, infinite forgiveness/compassion/logic/reason, etc. Have a nice day.
I think searching is good, but it can be counterproductive. If you are intended to have a soulmate then you will find one when it is best for you you to, not when you want to.
No more than anything else in life.
Oh yeah. I was quite the romantic when I was a young man. Okay , I’m still young, but not like that. Anyway, I seriously sought a soulmate, left myself open for manipulation in heartache. The pain was a great teacher, but it was a hard time to get through. Eventually I set down the quest. I started enjoying myself. A year or so after that I met my future wife.
All of the married people in my close circle of friends fall into that category. I can think of more. Still, many couples have me wondering, “What keeps them together?”
QK
I don’t buy into the soulmate thing, I just think that there are certain people who are heads and shoulders more compatible with certain other people scattered around the world.
So in that sense I’d say each person has a couple soulmates but chances are they will only run into one of these people and thus the ‘1 soulmate’ effect.
The whole world is an aesthetic/hormonal/personality calidescope(sp?) Sometimes you get lucky and find oe of your soulmates, or even 2, sometimes you marry someone you half like and just sort of chill so to speak.
I wouldn’t say the latter person would have a quantifiably ‘worse’ life, not having met their soulmate though. But that’s getting into other stuff.
QK,
props. Sup?
K, here’s the deal:
What makes someone willing to lie to themself?
I’d say [that it is] – a desporate thirst.
There is a way to prevent suffering and mastakes before they even happen, but much like preventative medicine, it is unpopular and unappealing.
They only time we feel “I want to be loved, I’m so alone” – is when we believe in those words, even if they are an illusion.
People do allot more for themselves then their friends do, and I’m talking in an absolute sense, to! An iron-lung and an IV-toob aren’t dadies gifts to thee. Civil structure and values [mutated, yes, I call it a mutation! and they] change the meaning of “human” and “self” and “life” and “good” and “right”. Most of us are nodes now, domesticated-word-animals. I’m not saying that it’s a bad thing, but I do realize… something so wrong… with everybody… and I just can’t even talk, I can’t describe…
How do you really feel about the meaning of your own body and existence?..
No. Everybody can’t understand, – just missunderstand. That’s the most popular and the most likely process. I’m some idiot, silly, incoherent, wrong, you’re right.
Bye.