“God is Love. Whoever lives in Love lives in God.” 1 John 4:6


A bedroom with only one person in it is the loneliest place in the world.” (“Harlow” 1965 Paramount) This is so true when waking alone, with the dawn all around you, having just dreamt of your departed.  While you feel her within you and all around you, you long for her touch, her morning kiss.

Did I dream it, or did she actually say “Eric, you are my old well-loved pot of gold. Yes, I am in heaven waiting for thee, but I also dwell within thee.” Soulmates feel the energy, scent and smell of that morning kiss and miss it but continue to love forever.

Nightly I seek her in my dreams needing to be restored into fulness of being. I want to be born again into the oneness of Us, the fulness beyond time. Death is like love because all of you dies to become awake unto the other – that is the True being born again. Not thoughts, not feelings, but a sense of being; knowing you are not alone in this lonely bedroom. There is someone else there with me, yet she is me; I am aware of her presence; I am One with her and God!  Soulmate’s love makes you learn not to fear dissolving into oneness.

It is like being each other. It is love. Love is like being each other, being together with all your being, feeling each other from within each other. Soulmates are each other. Two persons in one soul united in Christ. “God is Love. Whoever lives in Love lives in God.” 1 John 4:6

About thebows99krug

Hi, I am Eric, a retired librarian. I was born in St. Michael's Hospital, Toronto and raised in the downtown area north of the Art Gallery, south of the University of Toronto. I went to Orde Street Public School, Harbord C.I., University College at the UofT and the UofT's Faculty of Library and Information Science. I meet my wife Patricia at FLIS; our first date was on November 15, 1968. We were engaged February 14, 1969 and married on June 21, 1969. Our family includes son, James; daughter-in-law, Erin; (both writers), grand-daughters, Vivian and Eleanor; and Sonic, a very friendly ginger tabby. My beloved wife died January 7, 2017 and our 19 year old cat Pooka died January 8, 2017. I would like to hear from any other class of '63 alumni of Harbord C.I. and class of '67 alumni of UofT's University College.
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