How pleasant is it when you encounter people that you seem to have met in a past life. Even though you just met, it doesn’t hinder you from rambling on non-stop to each other.
I wonder, do those golden times have a name? When a soul seems to connect to the other and you can just lay all of your cards on the table. However, in doing so, it is embarrassing. Kind of like seeing them naked… and that exposed part of them was not meant for you to view. My sister thought up her own term for this since we could not find an already existing one– and that is Ninzer. Feel free to use it. Let’s make this word a thing!
I personally have never had a Ninzer experience while on the other hand, my twin sister has had them many times. You start to wonder if your own gates are up and you are locking others out. The paradox is that you are locking yourself in as well. I hope to have that beautiful experience someday. Where you can see the soul sitting in front of you as a whole and not just apart of your everyday background. Where both sides listen and have an equal amount of give and take. Could that be where all creativity and venerability stems from? Finally, finding that one person that has the perfect key to meet your gate, and the ability to take off those protective shackles that the world around you made you put on– allowing you to breathe and finally feel the true meaning of peace.