I posted a while back about getting a Tibetan singing bowl. It is way cool, very old, and hypnotically beautiful to listen to. It's also mind-boggling to consider how many hands have held it and meditated to its pulsing sound.
I had in mind that I'd get a second one to harmonize with it, and I went to my favorite singing bowl site to check out their selection. I looked at one after another, playing their mp3 samples while comparing it to the sound of my own bowl. Nothing harmonized exactly. I finally exited the site, feeling a little disappointed.
This, to me, is a metaphor for how we search for our Twin Souls. We send out our soul-signal, if you will, and hope to find the right soul-signal out there that harmonizes with our own. Sometimes we search for a long time (lifetimes!) before recognizing the sound of our other half.
I hope that my bowl won't have to wait another couple of centuries before I find its match.