had the no-nonsense reputation he’d earned over the years. “Okay then, but first I have a confession to make...”
Ben sat forward in his chair and leaned in closer. “Good, this sounds like progress already. A confession is always a precursor to some kind of breakthrough...”
“Promise not to laugh though.” He sighed, and gave her a look that was so full of compassion she knew she could probably tell him anything at that moment, and he would listen with the deepest respect and understanding. She shook her head and sighed. Oh, he was good. No doubt about it. “Okay, I’ve got this...list.” She almost whispered.
“Great! A list is a great idea! See, this is gonna be so easy with you. You’d be surprised how many people don’t even have a list. Okay, go get the list” he said, pushing his shirt sleeves up, rubbing his hands together and then running them through his hair in what (for most women) would probably have been a maddeningly attractive gesture.
“Okay, great." she said, eyeing him warily. "So.. okay, while it's great that you’re okay with the idea of a list....and that’s reassuring.... So far so good.. you have to promise not to laugh at the list itself when I bring it out. Okay?! I mean, this is not your regular, run-of-the-mill list...”
Ben sighed. “Gerry, do you know how many lists I’ve listened to over the years? Believe me, yours will not be funny.” Geraldine jumped up and rushed to her room, feeling excited and terrified all at once. She was about to finally get help. But she was also about to open up to Ben, in the process, in a way she'd never dreamed she'd have the courage to. She was about to and share with him a new level of weirdness that went deeper than those even he had witnessed in her so far. It was too late. She was in too deep now, and even the room seemed to be moving around and sort of... spinning in agreement...beckoning her to take action.
When she returned, Ben was scribbling furiously. “Hey, I haven’t even been in the room. What could you possibly be writing!?”
“Just some background notes, I’ll show you later. Okay, lay the list on me.” He said, as she carefully placed a carved wooden box onto the table. He tried hard not to smirk, when he noticed on closer inspection, that it seemed to be engraved with tiny hearts, stars, angels and fairies.
Geraldine watched him closely, daring him to comment, but he said nothing. Choosing instead to simply bite his bottom lip and blink hard. “Oh just stop it 'Mr. Bring it on'; you’re still single.” She said, opening it up slowly, to reveal a purple, satin lining which lovingly held a single sheet of folded, purple notepaper. She gently unfolded it, and handed it to him with reverence. “ You have to read it, I can’t read it out loud; it feels too weird.” She said, hiding her face in her hands momentarily. Ben scrutinised the sheet of paper for a second, before beginning to read a list, some of which looked to him like gobbledygook written in an impressive gold ink. Nevertheless, he read it out loud, patiently, as Geraldine listened, cringing ever so slightly.
Twin Flame Checklist
Sense of familiarity, as if you’ve always known each other
Similar tastes in aesthetics, clothes, people and food.
You have similar beliefs and share an interest in similar causes. You are here on the same Divine mission and work for the benefit of humanity in similar or complementary ways.
Telepathy and deep empathy: feeling as if you each, always know what the other person is thinking and how they’re feeling.
You may have difficulties to overcome, for example, you might be from different backgrounds or belong to difference races and have your love tested through having to prove how willing you are to overcome barriers in order to be together. Or there might be deep, emotional issues to work through from a long karmic history you both
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