It seems to be the circle of life: falling down and getting up. We get stuck and, if we are lucky enough, we embark on attempts to escape the rut. We may be led to more colorful times and unexpectedly comes the downfall. Once again, we are lacking directions. We feel trapped in a maze we’ve never walked through in the past.
There is an odd perception, nowadays, of this pitfall. The constant changes that surround our lives are resulting in an everlasting feeling of lostness. Brains in continuous activity. Minds overloaded with various flows of information. It has become demanding to cease all activities and press pause. The clock is ticking. There is no time to stop and rest. All in all, not to know has turned out to be pernicious. To be lost is deemed an affront to the concept of life. One has to be anything but lost.
And yet, is not lostness the epitome of life itself? Does life not equal the search for meaning, the path to fathoming all of our universe’s intricate mysteries, and growing on that journey?
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.”
― Henry David Thoreau
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What if you know and yet at the same time don’t know? What if all the options offered to you, the countless directions you could head to are blurring your mind?
What if you lack the resources to clarify what your heart truly yearns for?
What if time is all you need to get through the lostness? For, there is nothing more powerful than a tranquil mind meekly waiting.
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“Not every soul wants to be found, because not every lost is lost, some of them found something or many things or even everything in their lostness!”
― Mehmet Murat Ildan
Being lost means finding yourself. For, in lostness, one finds resilience. For, it is in lostness that are made the most precious of discoveries. For, it is in lostness that one awakes to the meaningful and most intriguing questions. For, it is in lostness that one can learn to master the tough art of pushing their boundaries. Lostness means acknowledging and embracing the uncertain. It entails acceptance, complete, genuine, and understanding. It is an opportunity to unravel a myriad of unforeseen possibilities. Lostness is not an imbroglio. It is the road that leads to metamorphosis and epiphanies.
It is navigating through a sea filled with species never encountered before. It is the treasure trove that gives rhythm to our existence. It is meeting with your one, true, and previously concealed self. Lostness is the voyage, the odyssey.
Lostness is the quintessence of human nature.
What did you find in lostness?
La banalità del mare. Pinguini Tattici Nucleari.
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Tales in Lostness 