Red Strings

I heard someone once say that we’re all connected by an invisible string, and only those who share a remarkable purpose on our souls journey are connected to us by a red coloured string. The theory; no matter how hard we try … we cannot sever that red string. It will bend, sway, knot and get hung up … but we cannot destroy it. Which makes me ask the question, why?

Is it because red is the colour of blood, and is our life source? Is it because the string is like a muscle? We can knot it, kink it, sprain it, pop it and even bruise it, but eventually it heals? Or is it because we chose who would be our red string souls before we were born?

I can confidently say that I have at least four red string souls in my life. I recognized the importance of their connection immediately. I can also confirm that I have tried to sever, destroy, cut, burn, and detach from each of these red strings at some point on my journey .. AND that’s how I know they are my red strings. Truly grateful for each of them, but especially Nikki; master puppeteering her red string from the pearly gates. I love you. Forever.

xoxo 💋 @scarlettangel777