Lost and Found

"The paralyzing fear of being lost is fed solely 

by the irrational fear that we will never be found."

Craig D. Lounsbrough

Growing up, I always found a window to look out of when I was feeling lost.  As a child it was the back door window showing the empty stairwell.  At the academy it was the stained glass window of the chapel that I would mentally venture into an unseen world.  In college the steeple window allowed me to watch the flowing Mississippi River, trusting I would one day learn to flow.

Eventually, I became aware that I felt lost most of the time.   I was accustomed to feeling this way and it was the fear of never being found that ate away at my heart.  I suppose those around me never realized how empty I was, how starving for this void to be filled.

The wisdom, however, is learning to fill that void all alone.  It is when we look inside of ourselves for acceptance, not outside.  When we are able to embrace our weaknesses, and still feel uplifted by our unique self, we begin to fill our hearts with love.  First we float, then we discover a resonating stream and we flow.