Can love exist beyond time and space?

Does love at first sight really exist? Or is it not really the first sight, but a recognition? Recognizing a soul you’ve known for thousands of years, from another life, another dimension. Can love endure through time and space? And if it can, what do you do when you meet that one soul again?

This is a story about such a meeting. A meeting that changes your life, flips your perception of love and even of time itself upside down.

It happened a few years ago, but only now do I feel ready to share it. It was so big, so beautiful, that I first had to let it settle within me. Of course, some details have been changed to protect the person involved.

Because this is one of those moments that transcends the boundaries of logic, time, and space.

Recognition at first sight

I was at an event in Mexico. The man giving a speech immediately caught my attention. Not because he stood out in appearance or behavior. It was his energy. So pure. Authentic. There was an immense kindness radiating from him that you don’t often see.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Three, four times I whispered to the friend I was with, “Do you see how special his energy is?” But my friend just shrugged. “Yeah, nice guy”. He clearly didn’t see what I saw.

Later that evening, we ran into each other in the kitchen of the event. And the moment we looked at each other, he immediately took my hands. We just stood there, looking at each other. I started talking. I don’t even remember what I said, but I had to say something to break the unexplainable feeling.

And then he softly said, “Oh, you’re going straight back to your head. Maybe that’s for the best, because I don’t know what’s happening here.”

Then we hugged. And in that moment I felt it even stronger. My heart was pounding, and I could feel his heart racing too. As if they were aligning with each other.

“I wish I could stay like this forever,” he said softly. That word forever would later take on a completely different meaning.

When we said goodbye, all he said was, “We need to see each other.”

Knowing that this is more

That night I dreamed about him. About us. I saw images of Atlantis. Of space. Of Roman times. Different eras where we briefly met. I received messages, as if a veil was lifted, revealing memories that went deeper than this lifetime. I knew for sure this was not just a random encounter.

But my mind immediately started doubting. Maybe this is just a pick-up attempt. Maybe it’s nothing more than someone holding your gaze a bit longer, taking your hands, saying some cliché things.

And yet I felt it wasn’t that. Because I had already sensed his energy before a single word had passed between us. This wasn’t a game. This was recognition. Recognition in the deepest sense. I even looked up the word: the knowing that someone is important, even when you don’t yet know how or why.

It was the feeling of finding something I didn’t even know I had lost. And that made me emotional.

Still wrapped in that feeling, I googled him and discovered he had a family. But that didn’t make the feeling any less strong. It just explained why this was complicated.

The moment of truth

Still, we decided to see each other. There was only one possibility: in London. I cleared all my plans and appointments to be able to spend just one day there.

But on the way, I kept thinking: I’m crazy. What am I doing?

I didn’t even know this man. What if he thinks this is just some casual hook-up? I even sent him a message: “This is moving really fast. I want to know what this is, but not because I want to get into something shallow.”

His reply was simple and reassuring: “I completely understand. I feel exactly the same. I just want to know. I want to see you.”

When I arrived at the place we agreed to meet, I felt the tension in every fiber of my body. He opened the door. I stepped inside, thinking: What are we even going to do now? Go for a walk? Have tea? Talk?

But what I really felt was: Cut the bullshit. So I just asked:

“What is this?”

He looked at me and said: “I don’t know. I feel like I know you.”

I answered, “I feel like I know you too. I need to know who you are. Do you understand things like energy? I think you know more than you realize.”

And then he told me that a friend of his had a dream about him the day we first met, and I was in it. And that since then, he had been having dreams himself. That he felt something big was happening.

I shared my visions, the messages I had received. And to my surprise, they matched exactly with what he had felt and heard. Even the strangest things I said resonated with him.

Within minutes, we were sitting with our hands intertwined. And he said softly, “I feel such a big love for you.”

And I felt the same. A deep, overwhelming love for someone I had never met in this lifetime.

The only thing I really wanted to say was: “I have missed you so much. And I don’t want to lose you again.” But it felt like the weirdest thing to say, plus the emotion in those words made me speechless, so I made a little joke instead.

We looked into each other’s eyes and something happened. It was as if energy began to flow, our heart energy synchronizing. And we kept saying to each other: “Hello. Hello again.”

This drawing by Dan Allison perfectly depicts the feeling of time warp we experienced.

Suspended in time

That day we spent together felt like a time warp. Time and space dissolved. An hour felt like an eternity. An eternity felt like a second. I can’t explain it.

When we went outside, there was a big crowd gathered for some festival. But I had to ask myself: What century am I in? Are these people here for a witch burning? Or is this just a celebration happening in London, here and now?

I had to really make an effort to reconnect to the present. Really, the only thing we could do was let go of the now. I wanted to stay in that precious timeless time for as long as I could.

Letting go

The next day, we saw each other briefly again. But we both felt that something had shifted. That this couldn’t continue in this dimension.

He has a family. I have my own life. We both knew this isn’t meant to be shaped here, now.

We agreed: “We don’t want this to become ordinary. For this to turn into an affair. To become something shallow. This is so special. I want it to stay special.”

This was a meeting of souls. Not meant to be held onto, but to be remembered. To find each other again, briefly.

Our ways didn’t part with a goodbye. We parted with a hello.

How this changed me

What this meeting means to me is pure magic. It is finding something I didn’t even know I had lost.

It changed my view of life. I had been in the middle of a dilemma: if you open your heart to love, you also open yourself to pain. And so I had kept my heart closed for a long time. No love, no pain.

But now I know this love exists. That love is bigger than time, space, lifetimes, galaxies. That it endures through centuries and dimensions.

And yes, it hurts to let go again. But that pain I can carry, because knowing that this exists changes everything.

I know now that time is only an illusion. What feels long now is, in another dimension, just the blink of an eye. You always meet again. And every moment together makes the waiting, the not knowing, okay again.

What about you?

This is my story. A meeting that changed my existence.

And now I want to ask you:

• Have you ever experienced something like this?
• Have you ever met someone you deeply recognized without actually knowing them?
• Could you handle meeting your great love, your soulmate, and then losing them again within 24 hours?

I’m curious about your thoughts. How would you explain this? What would you do?