I Know You’re Out There…

Holding_HandsHave you ever associated a memory with a song so strongly that the moment you hear the song you’re back in that moment?

I have. For me the song is I Know You’re Out There Somewhere, by the Moody Blues. This song was (and is) like a mantra to me. I had dreamed of a soul whom I would eventually wed, but although I knew his touch, his sense, and his initials (yes, he had shown me his initials on a ring during one of our astral meetings), I had never seen his actual face.

So, I would go on a lot of first dates, but the sense of who they were was never right. Therefore, I never went on second dates with them because I was looking for someone in particular.

After awhile, though, I grew frustrated and defeated. I felt as if I was never going to find him. When I first heard the Moody Blues sing this song, I was at one of my low points. But then someone (I don’t remember who) put this song on the stereo and BAM! It was as if they were singing especially for me about my life. I felt as if they knew what I had been going through and they were telling me to keep trying. He was out there waiting for me; I just had to keep looking.

Hearing that song now still sends me right back to that period of searching, waiting, and wondering. Wondering if all those astral meetings had been nothing more than imagination; nothing more than wishful thinking. Wondering if there really was that ‘special’ someone out there, or maybe that was all just a result of the fairy tales I had been enamored with as a child.

But, I had simply been impatient. Because when the time was right, we did connect. He was tall, dark, and handsome…and he had a ring with his initials on them just as I had remembered from our astral meetings.

And I hadn’t made those astral meetings up, because he remembered me and those meetings, too. In fact, he even made drawings of the girl he kept ‘meeting’ and was looking for.


About TA Sullivan

An author, writer, photographer, and fellow life traveler who offers her wit, wisdom, and stories with others who share her path, if even for a moment.
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