“MEMOIR: YOU MAKE ME SMILE”

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TWINKLEBEAR AND I: We make each other smile on sight.

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This memoir wasn’t supposed to be written, because of interruptive events. The entire focus of what this memoir was supposed to be about, was ravaged by unfortunate events. Yet somehow, like a nascent newborn refusing to be unborn, this memoir fought its way to the surface, breathing hard, gasping for air, yet alive! Twinklebear, this memoir is dedicated to the way you make me smile unceasingly, laugh uproariously and reflect profoundly. I love you forever and a day.

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Three days ago, just as I started to write this memoir, I received a call from my Twin Flame “Twinklebear.” I answered.

“Sookybear, it’s me. I tripped on some sunken, uneven pavement, and hit my head on the ground. It really hurts! I’m in the hospital waiting for a CAT scan!”

Oh my God! Can you say zero to “state of shock” in 1 second flat?

I was was speechless for a moment. Then I asked what happened.

That day, Twinklebear had gone shopping with Dawn, a friend. They were finishing up their “retail therapy” when the accident happened. The photo of Twinklebear above, was taken minutes before her fall, the “ecstasy before the agony.” She then divulged what had caused her fall.

Twinklebear stepped onto a segment of pavement (“pavement” is the British equivalent of “sidewalk” in the U.S.), that was recessed a couple of inches lower than the tarmac around this sunken pavement. Due to the disparity of heights, a two inch lip of raised tarmac surrounded this pavement. You know where I’m going with this, don’t you?

Her foot caught on the raised tarmac lip, and she took a head dive into the ground!

Twinklebear was so surprised by the suddenness of tripping on this raised pavement, that she wasn’t prepared to break her fall with her arms. As a result, she cracked her forehead on the ground. She was knocked out for a few seconds.

Luckily, the exam and CAT scan didn’t show any broken bones. She did have a black eye, however, and some swelling of her face. Awwww, my poor Baby! My sweet Twinklbear is mending nicely, but did suffer a concussion, so she is experiencing the headaches, dizziness and nausea that routinely follow a concussion.

There is a backstory to this memoir, and that is that just a week prior to Twinklebear’s accident, I was discharged from the hospital myself. In my case, I went to the emergency room for an infection on my leg. I was treated with intravenous antibiotics, kept overnight for observation, and discharged the next day.

Within the span of a couple of weeks, Twinklebear and I underwent what seemed to be a whirlwind of negativity.

So, I suppose that this memoir is really about how supportive we are to the other, when unfortunate events happen. And we do support each other unconditionally.

You might have noticed that the title of this memoir is, “You Make Me Smile.” That was to be the sole focus of this memoir, before I was waylaid by that awful call Twinklebear made three days ago from the hospital. In fact, I wasn’t even planning to write the rest of this memoir beyond the title, until Twinklebear is much better a week from now.

But, I realized that Twinklebear and I have those special, high-intensity empathic abilities with each other, characteristic of Twin Flames—which convinced me that I had to write about how we “make each other smile,” in spite of the dodgy (I love these Britcentric words!) circumstances. Let me explain.

Twin flames can—and this is what “empathic” means—feel and share the other’s pain and other emotions. This makes being someone’s “twin” a high intensity experience, because one feels the actual emotions of the other twin. That is heavy duty, man! It is like fitting ten pounds of emotion, into a five pound bag.

When people are twin flames, the twins feel in a truly heartfelt way, a way that cannot be faked, empathy and sympathy for the other. After my ordeal with being in the hospital and after Twinklebear’s being in the hospital, we felt snd shared each other’s bad experience super personally. This is what twin flames do.

When Twinklebear and I share our feelings like this, our communication represents healing on a soul and cellular level. The experience of feeling this internal healing when Twinklebear and I interact face to face, is supremely intimate and primal. Our souls are a salve to the other.

When we support each other in this manner, our talks are a method of normalizing the other. In twin flame parlance, this means that whatever bad emotions are felt by one, the intercession of the other twin by presence alone, makes these negative emotions dissipate. The conversations between twin flames, are cathartic and therapuetic In short…..

We make each other smile on sight.

Sometimes we talk for five hours straight. During that time, I might possibly smile and laugh more, than the previous 40 years of my life. That is no exaggeration. When I see my Twinklebear, I smile, and keep smiling. It is like a “twin flame reflex,” a function of my “twin flame autonomic response.” That is the best way I can put it. Smiling and laughing when I am with Twinklebear, is as automatic as breathing. It requires no thought, or motivation. It just is.

So, my leg is healing. Twinklebear’s face is healing. Yet, we can’t help but smile and laugh with each other, unceasingly and maddeningly consistently, and it has been this way since Day One in late 2015.

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I love you, Twinklebear Lesley Maclean
Forever and a day
Twin Flames, Podmates always
Bear Pact Forever
12 12 12 in every way

SCOTT “SOOKYBEAR” WONG

2 thoughts on ““MEMOIR: YOU MAKE ME SMILE”

  1. Such a wonderful memoir my sookybear I love it. We certainly do laugh and cry, at times, as the emotional feelings, are so strong, and connected. I love you always and a day! My sookybear podmates Twinflames 🐻 pact forever and a day 12 . I love our humour, and the way we feel each others pain, and joy! Thank you so much for writing this brill memoir.

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  2. Thanks you for the wonderful comment, my AC Twinklebear. The ache over my right brow extending down my nose, and the ache you feel in your left leg, prove how empathic we are with each other, not just restricted to the emotional plane. For us, it manifests itself on the physical plane as well. Awwww…my poor Baby! I love you Forever and a day! Twin Flames, Podmates, Bear Pact Always! Twin Doodles Forever! 12 12 12

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