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Twin souls63 RepliesSri Aurobindo and the Mother Mirra Alfassa weretwin souls. They made explicit statements and also dropped plenty of hints as to the essential unity of their consciousness. He wrote that the supreme state of human loveis the unity of one soul in two bodies [1]. This post collects some of the material on twin souls.

Twin souls. Artist: Priti Ghosh@Sri Aurobindo Ashram. Click image for artist pageSri Aurobindo and the MotherWithout him, I exist not; without me he is unmanifest.[5](Mother Mira Alfassa)Mother (Mirra Alfassa) and I are one but in two bodies; there is no necessity for both the bodies to do the same thing always. [6](Sri Aurobindo)In an amusing incident after the passing of Sri Aurobindo, the Mother Mirra Alfassa found that certain observations she had made were identical to what he had written down.Nirod is reading me his correspondence with Sri Aurobindo. Strangely enough, there are all sorts of things that I said much, much later, I had no idea he had written them! Exactly the same things. I found that very interesting.[7]Sri Aurobindo left behind many beautiful verses inSavitrialluding to the unique relationship between twin souls. These are some of them.For we were man and woman from the first,The twin souls born from one undying fire.Did he not dawn on me in other stars?How has he through the thickets of the worldPursued me like a lion in the nightAnd come upon me suddenly in the waysAnd seized me with his glorious golden leap!Unsatisfied he yearned for me through time,Sometimes with wrath and sometimes with sweet peaceDesiring me since first the world began.He rose like a wild wave out of the floodsAnd dragged me helpless into seas of bliss.Out of my curtained past his arms arrive;They have touched me like the soft persuading wind,They have plucked me like a glad and trembling flower,And clasped me happily burned in ruthless flame.I too have found him charmed in lovely formsAnd run delighted to his distant voiceAnd pressed to him past many dreadful bars.(Sri Aurobindo, Savitri. Book X, Canto II, p 614)On the dumb bosom of this oblivious globeAlthough as unknown beings we seem to meet,Our lives are not aliens nor as strangers join,Moved to each other by a causeless force.The soul can recognise its answering soulAcross dividing Time and, on lifes roadsAbsorbed wrapped traveller, turning it recoversFamiliar splendours in an unknown faceAnd touched by the warning finger of swift loveIt thrills again to an immortal joyWearing a mortal body for delight.There is a Power within that knows beyondOur knowings; we are greater than our thoughts,And sometimes earth unveils that vision here.To live, to love are signs of infinite things,Love is a glory from eternitys spheres.Abased, disfigured, mocked by baser mightsThat steal his name and shape and ecstasy,He is still the godhead by which all can change.(Sri Aurobindo, Book V, Canto II, p 397)Each now was a part of the others unity,The world was but their twin self-findings sceneOr their own wedded beings vaster frame.On the high glowing cupola of the dayFate tied a knot with mornings halo threadsWhile by the ministry of an auspice-hourHeart-bound before the sun, their marriage fire,The wedding of the eternal Lord and SpouseTook place again on earth in human forms:In a new act of the drama of the worldThe united Two began a greater age.(Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book V, Canto III, p 411)Carlos CastanedaCarlos Castanedadiscusses twin souls in his books, calling them the Nagual man and the Nagual woman.When Don Juan put the Nagual woman and me face to face, neither of us had known the others existence, yet we instantly felt that we were familiar with each other. Don Juan knew from his own experience that the solace double beings feel in each others company is indescribable, and far too brief. [2]In terms of personality, the Nagual man is supportive, steady, unchangeable. The Nagual woman is a being at war and yet relaxed, ever aware without strain. [3]Gautama BuddhaInEdwin Arnolds poemLight of Asia, a free adaptation of abiographyofGautama Buddha, we discover that his wife, Yasodhara, had been known to him in previous lives once when they lived in a forest, and once as a tiger and tigress.Long after when enlightenment was full Lord Buddha being prayed why thus his heartTook fire at first glance of the Skya girl,Answered, We were not strangers, as to usAnd all it seemed; in ages long gone byA hunters son, playing with forest girlsBy Yamuns springs, where Nandadevi stands,Sate umpire while they raced beneath the firsLike hares at eve that run their playful rings;One with flower-stars crowned he, one with long plumePlucked from eyed pheasant and the jungle-cock,One with fir-apples; but who ran the lastCame first for him, and unto her the boyGave a tame fawn and his hearts love beside.And in the wood they lived many glad years,And in the wood they undivided died.Lo! as hid seed shoots after rainless years,So good and evil, pains and pleasures, hatesAnd loves, and all dead deeds, come forth againBearing bright leaves or dark, sweet fruit or sour.Thus I was he and she Yasdhara;And while the wheel of birth and death turns round,That which hath been must be between us two.(Edwin Arnold, Light of Asia, Book 2)This is another selection from theLight of Asiawhere Gautama Buddha recalls one of past lives with Yasodhara in the form of a tiger and a tigress.Long after when enlightenment was come They prayed Lord Buddha touching all,and whyShe wore this black and gold, and stepped so proud,And the World-honored answered, Unto meThis was unknown, albeit it seemed half known;For while the wheel of birth and death turns round,Past things and thoughts, and buried lives come back.I now remember, myriad rains ago,What time I roamed Himlas hanging woods,A tiger, with my striped and hungry kind;I, who am Buddh, couched in the kusa grassGazing with green blinked eyes upon the herdsWhich pastured near and nearer to their deathRound my day-lair; or underneath the starsI roamed for prey, savage, insatiable,Sniffing the paths for track of man and deer.Amid the beasts that were my fellows then,Met in deep jungle or by reedy jheel,A tigress, comeliest of the forest, setThe males at war;her hide was lit with gold,Black-broidered like the veil YasdharaWore for me; hot the strife waxed in that woodWith tooth and claw, while underneath a neemThe fair beast watched us bleed, thus fiercely wooed.And I remember, at the end she cameSnarling past this and that torn forest-lord.Which I had conquered, and with fawning jawsLicked my quick-heaving flank, and with me wentInto the wild with proud steps, amorously.The wheel of birth and death turns low and high.(Edwin Arnold, Light of Asia, Book 2)References1. Sri Aurobindo.Synthesis of Yoga,Chapter onThe Release from the Ego, p 351.2. Carlos Castaneda,Eagles Gift,p 228. (google book link)3. Carlos Castaneda,Eagles Gift, p 176. (google book link)4. Edwin Arnold. The Light of Asia (online link)5. Nirodbaran,Twelve Years with Sri Aurobindo, Chapter onDivine Motherp 65.6. Sri Aurobindo.On Himself, Chapter onIdentity of their consciousness, p 457.7. Mothers Agenda. Jan 19, 1972.