On a recent BlogTalkRadio show I mentioned my work passion lies in my love for my soul mates, introverts. Until the host, Davette Harvey, commented on it, I hadn't thought much about its meaning because uplifting and inspiring introverts every where is me, what I really enjoy doing. So why do I consider you, my introvert friend, my soul mate?

Richard Bach, American writer and author of 'Jonathan Livingston Seagull', says this about soul mates, “A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be."

First observation: The first thing that jumps out for me is that locks have a particular form to them. Imagine putting the wrong key in a lock going to the front door of your home? You wouldn't get in would you? The older I get the more I realize life is about being who we are and not pretending. In particular, as an introvert, if you get caught up in trying to be someone you are not, like someone more extroverted, it won't "fit your lock." You, are your own best key.

Second observation: Then there is the issue of feeling safe. The safety blanket for me is a feeling of comfort, belonging and familiarity. Knowing that someone knows a bit about what makes you tick can be an immediate sense of connectedness without saying anything. And often times as an introvert I haven't felt compelled to speak up because the overriding feeling of safety in being understood. It's like when you are with family, as dysfunctional as one might be. Because we commune with family regularly it has a feeling of safety no matter where a conversation might meander off. Whether it's a family blanket or an introvert blanket, I love feeling safe.

Third observation: But most important in Bach's statement is that our truest selves step out. I'm not quite sure that this ever ends. I have personal memories when I tried to blend in with extroverting events. Corporate wife event where there was a good deal of chit chat that didn't make it to far on my scale of meaningful conversation. The truth is, I was afraid as hell to just be me. That would have meant thinking before I added to the conversation or even saying good-bye before the conversation was over. It was pretense. Not only did the other corporate wives wonder about this "strange woman" but my authenticity was stifled leading to nothing good.

It's because of knowing the introvert so well from my soul that I consider an introvert to be my soul mate.

What about you? How to you think of the term soul mate?

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