There is an ancient Chinese belief which states that when a child is born an invisible red threads connect that child’s soul to all those people – present and in the future – who will play a part in that child’s life. As each birthday passes, those threads shorten and tighten, bringing closer those people who are fated to be together…
Maybe it’s the pull of the thread that draws me closer to you. It could have been the way you majestically strode into the waiting lounge that caught my eye. No one else looked your way. You were all mine for me to feast my eyes on. I tried not to make it obvious but it was like a magnetic attraction as I started to figure out your story. Oh we’re being called now, a mad rush to get a seat, a free for all. So there you fade out of view obviously you’re the type that wants to be first. In everything?
Having to conform, I join the queue eagerly anticipating the flight that will take me closer to home. The gentle breeze swathes my being as I ascend the wavering metal steps to enter the belly of the craft. Apprehension diminished by a smiling stewardess as I fleetingly flash my boarding pass. To my surprise there’s a free seat in the middle on the first row on entering and lo and behold HE’S there smiling as I ask if it’s available.
Almost immediately we connect and the rest of the journey is a blur of coincidences and bonding connections as we trace where we’ve been and where we’re going. The red thread has been shortened because of our link for life. Patricia Loughnane©March 2012