The concept of soul mates is a recurring theme in my novels. It not only plays heavily in both Love’s Forbidden Flower and its sequel, Time’s Forbidden Flower, but it also makes a guest appearance in Scary Modsters. I love the idea of soul mates—that the people whom we are closest to are ones with which we have traveled before. I also firmly believe in it.
At a young age I was told that we travel in groups and that we find each other time and time again. Every once in awhile we will meet someone and it seems as if we have known each other for years. Maybe it’s because we have.
I also believe that we have no control over our birth circumstances. Why would we choose to place ourselves into less than ideal circumstances? Would anyone choose to be born into poverty? Probably not. Is being born into poverty shameful? Absolutely not. Would you choose to be born into a situation where society dictates that you are not allowed to marry the person with whom you have been united through the ages? I am betting no. Therefore, why is it shameful if you are?
In Plato’s The Symposium, Aristophanes tells us that humans were originally two complete people who were attached. Since humans had great strength, they were seen as a threat to the gods. Zeus split them in half, thus both weakening them and creating twice as many followers. Apollo then reconstructed their bodies, yet each one remained as two. It is said that when two haves find each other, they will know no greater joy than reuniting.
How can we ever deny two people the joy of being complete?