She gave me a gift card to Barnes & Noble for Xmas 2012. I had a book in mind that I wanted to purchase, but decided to browse the shelves. I wandered into the store and saw Aleph by Paulo Coehlo. I had read The Alchemist, so I was open to reading another of his books.
The cover gave no insight to what the book could be about and the description left me saying, “ehhhh.” I skimmed the shelves looking at his other titles and even meandered upstairs, through the bargain bins, and journals.
Almost an hour had gone by and I’d not made any purchase. I thumbed through pages of other books hoping to spark enough interest; nothing. Instead, I was drawn back to the blue book on the center table…Aleph. I had an unexplainable feeling that I needed to read the book.
I started on it immediately and I was a little over half way finished when I stopped reading it. The similarities of her and Hilal were eerie; including playing the violin. Questions I’d been internally asking myself were on the pages of a book I’d never heard of. I am not ashamed to admit I was a bit spooked.
Shortly after I stopped reading the book my life changed. Before I moved, I wrote Hilal’s prayer in a card and left it on her pillow; hoping I’d be gone before she returned home.
Fast forward through 2013 and to today; I finished Aleph. It spoke to me just as The Alchemist did. After reading that, I knew my life path isn’t in vain nor misguided.
I believe in past lives. My knowledge of past lives is minimal so I don’t have the vocabulary to fully understand or explain what I feel. All I can say is that I knew the first day that she and I met, wasn’t the FIRST meeting. We knew each other long ago and we lost each other. I don’t know who failed who or who said what, if it was voluntary, or involuntary, etc etc. All I know is what I said…we lost each other and we’ll stay lost until she realizes she’s found me.
Thank you Paulo for another story that spoke to a different level of consciousness.