When I meet someone with whom I feel an instant connection, I recognize that person as a kindred spirit. Our encounter energizes me, sparks me, gives me a boost.
Sometimes, I go long stretches of time without experiencing such an encounter, and I begin to feel alone in the universe. Recently, it came to me that when I long to feel the comfort of a kindred spirit, I can find that spirit all around me: in nature, in art, in literature, in music. Or I can find it within myself in a moment of deep contemplation.