Lost is perhaps one of the most frightening words in the English language. Being lost is accompanied by fear, fear of the unknown and fear of isolation from friends, family, and the comforts of home. Many times in our lives we may find ourselves lost, perhaps not physically but mentally. By that I mean, we feel a sense of deep confusion as to the 'why' of life, and the course of action that stems from clarity, not confusion, in relationship, work or play.
People often turn to religion and faith to seek shelter from this sense of being 'lost'. But, religion is not necessary to discover the continuous nature of this game of Lost and Found that is life. It may be discovered when sitting quietly in meditation, or walking in nature, or in times of deep connection with an 'other' - whether that be music, art, or a loved one. In such times, we lose our 'self' as 'separate' to something larger of which we are a part and in this experience we can discover an acceptance or appreciation of life 'as it is.
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