But for some reason, this week when I've lost items I've been a bit calmer. I keep telling myself, They aren't really lost, they'll show up. And sure enough, everything I've lost, I've found again.
As I was talking to my friend about this, it suddenly occurred to me that losing all these items over the past week was sort of a metaphor. Last week, I lost my friend, Martha.
Every Monday night, my yoga teacher reminds us to repeat our sankalpa. Sankalpa is Sanskrit for purpose or intention. It took me a while to figure out what that meant. I have been focusing on the words Pay Attention and sometimes the softer Listen.
The Universe is always sending us messages. My intention is to listen better and try to decipher the lesson.
This week it was about losing and finding.
As I work on the Peace Flags dedicated to Martha, I realize that though she is no longer physically here, she is not really lost.