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Finding your soulmate is like playing go fish with a bunch of unique puzzle pieces.

Some sort of fit but not perfectly.

Others don’t fit at all.

You know when you have that person and you are true to yourself, alone, as to who you are…what you are….then you can feel it!

The right one fits seemlessly…they are from your soul cloth!

Often they have had the same experiences in life…same interests and like/dislikes.

You don’t have to bend to fit them…that is a person who is close but not the soulmate.

When you have the right one…you find that your on the same path (spiritually, religiously, mentally, physically).

They may even be so similiar that you have the same or close birthday. (this I have personally noted with the 4 soulmate couples I have met!)

You can feel within yourself that you don’t have to bend, even out of what for them to fit you!..they just do!

More so both agree that they are the others soulmate!  one may want so badly for the other to be but the more level headed/rational one will feel when they are not the others match!

When they are….they both feel it and fit…click together quickly once the obstacles are gone!…their souls don’t need to get to know each other like strangers….they are the other half of the other already!…Adam & Eve….same soul cloth!

The sages note that when one soulmate leaves this world…the other follows quickly behind…as if the cloth is asking to be whole in Heaven!

I feel I have finally found my soulmate…I had found a few that were close fits but not perfect…I or they felt it and we parted ways.

Mine is bound right now but G-D willing he will be free to come to me and then we will be whole!  WE fit perfectly.

No one can pray for your soulmate more than you because they are part of you!  :-)

I always told myself I would never get a tattoo and yet in 2001 when I retired with 3.8M I did! No sooner did it heal I started removing it! I have had 8 laser treatments to remove it but the tribal is heavily scarred and the green is hard to remove ( the only parts that still remain from it). The rose is my soul ( reason I took the name Sharon/ flower. The tribal is the trials/tribulations that surrounded me… Turned into wings so I could fly. I will have to have it dermal abraded to remove it fully.
Later that year I went into Study of Judaism and took the name Sharon. Later i found in the end of Tehillim that the blessing says ” arouse the rose of Sharon to sing with a pleasant voice…”. I feel a kin to it because of this tattoo! Wild right? Trip on that one!

Represent…

If you stand for GOD and his word… Represent.

If you know that doing good means Doing it regardless of those around you… Represent.

If you love the Torah and hold tight to it… Represent.

If you love your fellow Jew and can’t bare to see them fall… Represent.

If you know the pressure to stay true to GOD and Torah and keep strong… Represent.

If you do what is righteous in GOD’s eye and according to your fellow Jews… Represent.

If you have very little but hold tight the best you, let others see… Represent.

The world needs more light, light of Torah, Light of GOD, so… Represent.

By- Sharone Rachel/Sabrina Hogan 9Jan2012

Since Matisyahu decided to remove his facial hair and symonim it sparked inside of me a feeling as if I was on a teeter totter board and the balance has shifted so greatly I was now in danger of sliding off!  I felt the need to grab hold tighter…hang on for dear life.

I grew up secular in a supposedly Catholic home.  Father was an alter boy, his sister a nun.  Mom worked in her teen years at a nursing home run by nuns ( that I later found out my dad introduced her to).  We grew up following the calender holidays but they felt void for me…empty…very material but lacking spirituality.

I was in Sunday school but stopped attending…seems you are not allowed to question the new testament stuff…that stuff never felt right for me…ever!

My friends saw that I related to GOD and no one else.  They took me to their churches…Presbyterian, Baptist, Mormon, Catholic, Christian, Wiccan…none of them fit or felt right at all.  I learned Buddhism and that was a bit closer but not right.

I married (because I was pregnant) and had a daughter.  We went to meet my Great Grandmother who was 90 at the time.  She lived in a nursing home by herself since her husband passed…10 yrs earlier.  we weren’t allowed to meet her without my grandmother present…only time I met her.  We got there and this thing on the right side of her door caught my attention…”What is this?”  My mom said it’s nothing, never mind.  My grandmother was mad.  She had them on all the doors except the bathroom and when I noted that to my Great Grandmother…she smiled, My grandmother gave my Mom an evil look!

We went out to eat at the restaurant. I ordered chicken (the closest to meat that I eat since high school) and mashed potatoes…I asked the waitress if the potatoes had dairy (lactose intolerant)…my Great Grandmother said something in another language and I remembered the last word and sought to find out what language it was…evrit…(I now know she asked me Medeberit Evrit?…do you speak Hebrew)…I was sent away from the table to get ketchup or salt…I don’t remember…I was focused on remembering this strange word.

I don’t know why I think it odd.  our family attorney is Reform Jewish with a Reform Rabbi for a father.  Our CPA is Polish with a Jewish name as well…all friends.

I have seen my mom boil silverwear during spring and do a “major spring cleaning” as well.

in 2001 I decided to go to the start of all the books since the Old Testament seemed to sit right but it was the new stuff that didn’t…then I would move forward if it did.  I read the whole Torah (5 books of Moses) in 2 or 3 months!  My musician friends and studio owner friend where so confused…now I wasn’t hanging out on Friday or Saturday night…I was conflicted…Music has always been my grounding force…my soul freedom.

I found a conservative rabbi (thought Orthodox too much at that time, even though he tried to send me that way due to my concerns with hechshurs and technical stuff).  I had started learning about Kosher and hechshurs and found that I grew up with mostly these things around me already.  I hadn’t seen red meat cooked with dairy in it until I dated a guy in late high school (same one who introduced me to drugs, especially LSD) and he made beef strogenoff…I yelped when he threw the sour cream into it…it was such a shock.  I had had cheeseburgers before but not at home.   shell fish ya…but this!?…yikes.

I was vegetarian at the time since I had just come off of an elimination diet to find food allergies (reason for always feeling icky!)…I now had to get rid of shell fish to make the kosher switch.  I was dairy free already and using rice/soy milk.

I started into the conservative conversion at the UJ.  I was about 1/2 way though and felt he was right…Orthodox was starting to fit better than conservative.  I did research, listened to music and found the Yemanite to sing to my soul…that is where I needed to be!  I asked GOD to get me to that… I met a Yemanite Israeli, secular/heloni and we started dating (he came to clean the carpet)…slowly, slowly he became more observant…eventually he would stay the whole shabbat and we would walk to synagogue.  We went to Sephardic and that fit better than Ashkenaz.

Eventually I started into the Orthodox under Rabbi Block.  We moved to valley village and I continued with my Conservative conversion. ( I noted the strangeness with the maternal Great Grandmother to them).  I finished that and continued with the Orthodox.  I loved it and settled right in to the Yemanite synagogue…they say Dror and brought us in….finally I was spiritually HOME!  My vice is the same as King David ( I think this is the apple not falling far from the tree…Irish royalty that my research suggests is the King David line…the stone, bethel stone, is in Scotland right now).

I ended up pregnant again and not through with the orthodox so the rabbi suggested we get married civilly so he could stay…visa expiring.  We got married in Las Vegas 04-05-03…Sunday.   all the chaos to get there and get it done.  his two Israeli friends were there as witnesses…we made them shomer shabbat living with us but they drove out there on shabbat to get there…go figure!

not even 12hrs later I was in the ER because I was miscarrying. (second time in my life…first time I was 17 and drugs and babies don’t match well)…I hung around musicians…what can I say.  Dr’s had wanted me to eat Gluten since I was skinny…I did and that is what triggered the miscarriage.

Day 1 Passover, I was in the hospital having a D&C because of infection and bleeding…it took that long for my body to remove it.  we attended synagogue that night for Passover and the painkillers wore off about the time Hillel started…banging on the tables…it reverberated within me…I spent the rest of Passover in bed.

finally recovered and he decided he wanted to go back to Israel…I went through bankruptcy (I was a multimillionaire 3.8 M - stay at home mom!), my daughter went to public school for the first time and then moved to daddy’s house in Las Vegas.  I tried to pursue Dror but let him go.  WE got an annulment of our civil marriage before he left though…we kept in touch for years then faded.  he just recently contacted me via twitter to check up with how life was going.  He is still in Yeshiva learning (Thank GOD!).  I can never go back to him, I informed him of that…I have been with a few others since.

I bounced out of the Kehilah…needed to think about Orthodox and lack of money to survive.  I moved back home and then went back not even a few months later…got a job working for a Rabbi running a passover tour company and settled in.  finished conversion and was happy, living my orthodox Jewish life! I came back from Puerto Rico and was impacted for 18 days, bedridden ill for a month.

I lay there and no one really came to visit…only the one friend who helped me most of the time and I spent Shabbat by her…otherwise my day consisted of reading Tehillim endlessly.

I finally recovered and things didn’t seem the same with my friends…my health was not 100% yet.  I have major food allergies and with this it made it harder.  I spent most shabbatot eating at home or barely attending synagogue.

in about 2007 I ran out of money and found myself being sucked out again….against my will this time…back at my parents house and with the few times back and forth fighting to eat only kosher foods when Pork and shell fish were pushed harder to get me to eat them (think meranos).  I lived here for about a year, drove my daughter over there for school…eventually I moved to Las Vegas to escape this house ( I am here again).

No synagogue, no Kehilah but no negative reactions.  I did what I had to to survive…background work and tried to find accounting work…6 months of nothing but a few gigs.  then an accounting job in April 2009.  Eating ochel nefesh.

I reported that boss for fraud to the IRS but they knew already…they were trying to make me the fall person.  I ended up back here in this house.  This time things were a bit better.  I borrow steel pans and glass dishes that I wash in hot water with soap first.  I eat vegetarian only, I was eating kosher chicken but no more chicken again (so sad about the animals). 

I fight to get back to my neighborhood/kehillah.  I work in the industry here in LA, doing BG work…fighting to stay dressed TzNiut/modest and eat only kosher or conservative version of kosher on set (that is my current ochel nefesh style).

I miss my synagogue and kehillah and the haverim/friends.  GOD has put me here for a reason…I am stronger now than I was then.   I can keep Orthodox level Jewish given the tools…I am Jewish even though I am alone…I attend events ( the only outreach is Chabbad right now…I hate Yiddish and the prayer style is tooooooo fast!)  GOD Willing I can move back soon.

My first Jewish service was Rosh HaShanah in 2001 (5762). then Shabbat at the conservative and Yom Kippur…that is why the rabbi felt I should have gone Orthodox right away!

I have been searching for my Zevoog/soulmate for years now.  still haven’t found him…thought I had but was leaning out of Judaism to get him…my soul was telling me he wasn’t in it.

When Matisyahu removed his facial hair and cut the symonim…it sparked a recollection that I was letting Secular slowly drag me in even though I was fight against it and stating that I was Jewish.  No more bending, I am fighting to get back to True Orthodox not living by the rules instead of dying by them…I need money to make the jump back! 

I want to be married, I want to live an Orthodox Jewish life and go to my Yemanite synagogue once a month and have my Jewish soulmate as a husband and have more children. I want to be the stay at home mom who is there for my husband and children!  GOD Willing soon.  Since Rosh HaShanah this year 2011 (5772) things have been going well and improving quickly!  I hope this is the year for me.

:-)

@Matisyahu hope your hanging in their well. I remember meeting you at Rabbi Block’s Synagogue (Toras Hashem) on Valley Village in 2004. Your beard and hair were about the same length then…2”. You mentioned you sung Reggae and beat box, lived in New York. I suggested you check out the Temani Beit Keneset since you were a musician.

That Matisyahu I met was a good soul, focused in Judaism and GOD…I see that guy still…just floundering a bit…stay strong Beautiful Soul! :-)

Your music is great and needed in this world…strong in Torah messages.

You are loved.

In the End of Days the nations will repent that they harmed us and stood silent. GOD will unite the world and bring Peace! :-)

gublernation:

It’s a family tradition that the “Christmas Tree Joust” loser gets their finger cut off with the electric saw in @BuiltbyKids left hand

terrysdiary:

Michael Jackson mural.

Every image of you I have ever seen, Regardless of the year it came out…. I feel connect to you. Every time I stare into your eyes, Especially when you showed up at Starbuck’s and didn’t speak… I feel connected to you. Even when you make me mad with what you do or don’t do, I ask GOD to send my soulmate & there you are… I feel connected to you. I have never found another who fits so well as you do, who feels so perfectly comfortable and fitted to me… I feel connected to you. I wish you would talk directly to be, openly & unguarded and not at work or public, so we can finally truly be together because… I feel connected to you.

And I believe you feel the same.
Time to start forever! :-)