I have run into a dozen articles this morning on the theme of "Lost". My family visitors for the past several days have left leaving me with laundry, rainy day and my digital world to contend. Yours and the others allowed me to travel back to my original training in career transition almost 20 years ago. The poet, David Whyte was one of the presenter/trainers. The primary reference text was his "The Heart Aroused". Lost as in being soulfully lost was front and center. He opened with Dante in "Commedia".

"In the middle of the road of my life, I awoke in a dark wood where the true way was wholly lost". And ended with David Waggoner's "Lost"'

"Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you are not lost.

Wherever you are is called Here, and you must treat it as a powerful stranger..................

No two trees are the same to the Raven.

No two branches are the same to the Wren.

If what a trees or a bush does is lost on you,

You are surely lost.

Stand still. The forest knows

Where you are. You must let it find you."