The red thread
By Alessandro Carosi

It was my last day at the temple in Seoul; fate—or the architect of this beautiful illusion—had brought me to South Korea with the intention of seeing, for the last time, a girl who, directly and indirectly, had been the architect of my inner transformation. I wanted to say goodbye to her spiritually by meeting her in the capital, which, as it happens, is called Seoul; in English it is pronounced ‘Soul’, and I was there for something connected to my Soul – the Creator has a fine sense of humour.

I’ll never see her again, I was convinced of that… but a doubt crept in when the head of the Monks, returning from Tibet after visiting the Dalai Lama, gave me a red string bracelet. In Asia, it symbolises the connection between two Souls bound together forever, one life after another; perhaps this won’t be the last time we meet. …. anextraordinaryandordinarylife…