Soulmates and What Comes After

I finished my adolescence to the books of Richard Bach, homespun spirituality meant for those who were not yet ready for books as heady as The Blackwell Philosophy and Pop Culture series. Finding a copy of Illusions for a dollar in the back of a Goodwill was a revelation at fourteen. (I cannot imagine why I picked a book subtitled “The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah,” as I was not and am not Christian.) It might have been telling…