Often, the mind has the tendency to cannibalize itself. We convince ourselves that being found & staying found need to be a constant.
And when it’s not?
We force ourselves to believe we have failed as conscious, mindful beings.
That’s a lie. One we tell ourselves day in and day out.
The truth is... existence is more of a contradictory experience. In order to be found, we need to be lost.
I have found myself more so when I’ve been lost for a bit. In fact, I genuinely believe that it is during such periods of confusion, mindlessness & discomfort with the self that I have forced myself out of my proverbial house & venture out with a lantern to find myself again.
You see, the person I found 3 years ago is not the person I need today. If I force myself to think that she is, I’d be doing my being a great disservice. Instead, I need to let go of the current, outdated self, much like the snake sheds its former skin, in order to discover the new version of the self who anxiously awaits for me & the new adventures we can embark on.
And the only way to even know that it’s time is to feel lost, to feel the discomfort, to feel the need.
Therefore, I genuinely believe that our existence is dichotomous. We need to feel lost, to want to be found. We need to lose ourselves to gain our newer, better selves. We need to feel confused to even want to seek clarity.
It is those who aren’t afraid of losing themselves that have the courage and the potential to find themselves.
Had I not ventured out & lost myself in the process, I would have never found my current self, nor would I have ever gained the courage to even purposefully allow myself to get lost again so I can find my evolved selves.
So here’s to believing in our power & using our freedom to wander out in the wild & to allow ourselves to get lost a bit so we can continuously discover our ever-evolving passions, our beings.