Was the red string of fate responsible for saving my life?
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The red string of fate is an East Asian belief that comes from Chinese legend and is also used in Japanese legends. According to this myth, the gods tie a red cord around the ankles of those that are to meet one another in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way. The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of time, place, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break..
Could the red string of fate be responsible for saving my life? Of soul mates, it is said that when the two find each other, there is an unspoken understanding of one another, that they feel unified and would stay with each other and would know no greater joy than that. I don't think it quite works like that but I'll tell you the story that happened to me.
They show up just when you need them, maybe not at the exact moment, but they come at some point when the need is still there. They help you understand your problem, maybe present it from an angle you didn't see before. But they somehow help you through it. Sometimes they stay, sometimes the don't. But they help you heal your soul. Some people would say that it is God's hand in helping us get through a difficult period in our lives. I don't profess to know, but I do know recognized when someone is there to help. Maybe you prayed and you feel God answered your prayers. Maybe he does. But I know that when one of these red string people show up I am grateful for their help.
My experience happened about a year ago. I was playing an online video game and a met a man who I could tell was very guarded but seemed to be reaching out to me. For some reason I felted compelled to help this man work through his problems. He was extremely shy yet told me things about himself that he had not told anyone. I chalked it up to sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger about these personal things. As we continued to talk, we learned we had so much in common. My connection to him grew. He helped me figure out things in my own life that I had not been able to deal with. He gave me courage to drawn back the dark drapes I had placed over my own eyes. He showed me a glimpse of what my future could be.
In that glimpse I saw myself happy. Living a very different live than the one I am mired in now. He gave me back my self-esteem. He stopped me from killing myself. But with these relationship some times once the goal is achieved the relationship ends. I tried to pull at the red string to make my time with him last longer, but all I did was make it fray. A single thread remains now, it's the memory I will always have of what we did for each other. I hope I have the courage to be brave and live the life he showed me I could have. I just know I miss him but will be forever grateful to him to having come into my life.
