So, here I was, getting bombarded with people's feelings and sometimes even their thoughts. Here's how I might describe it: It's like walking into a crowded room and hearing all those voices, then walking into a different crowded room and listening to that mix of voices, and so on and so on. Every day for me was like walking into another crowded room.
But here's where it takes a turn to our primary subject: Twin Souls.
Now, imagine that in every crowded room you visit, there is always one person who is the same. In every mixture of voices, as you walk from room to room, one voice is always present.
Every person has a distinctive voice, right? Imagine, then, that in every crowded room you visit, that distinctive voice was always in the mix. I think that after a while, your subconscious would pick up on that. At least, that's my working theory.
About six months after the car incident, I finally heard that voice by itself. It took a long time to understand that this "voice," this particular vibration linked to a person, was my Twin Soul.