The other night I came across a poem someone had written about their love. As I read the words I knew I should feel the same contentment they expressed, a knowledge of what had been shared through so many lifetimes, and perhaps what would be shared again. As I sit under the full moon, listening to beautiful music wash over me, I can only feel the deep longing inside for the part of me that has been missing for so long. That part of me is you. How do I quiet these whispers of my soul?