“The thing that's between us is fascination, and the fascination resides in our being alike. Whether you're a man or a woman, the fascination resides in finding out that we're alike.”
I posted this clip a long time ago, but in a different context. To me, this scene captures the essence of many things that make life wonderful: mystery, tenderness, searching, a unique moment in time.
I was thinking, it being Valentine's Day and all, about how it is engrained in us to search for that one person we hope/think/want to complete us. (Is it genetic? sociological?) Some of us may have given up on the idea; some of us are still hopeful; some of us already have what we need.
I'm coming around to the idea that perhaps instead of having just one soulmate, one perfect counterpoint, that maybe our lives should be full of all different kinds of mates. They may be our connection to something infinite for just a moment, but the more we allow and embrace these people and these moments, the richer our lives become.
Here's to love and to mates, where ever we may find them.