The thing about being on a journey of discovery is that often before you begin to find the things that you are seeking, you will first find that there is yet more to be lost. My journey began as I started out in search of the authentic “me” that I had lost. Usually when we lose something, the tendency is to retrace our steps – go back and try to figure out where the thing was lost.
Silly me. That is the way I began my journey to find myself, as if a part of me was frozen in time just waiting to be rediscovered. That might happen with things, such as a lost coin or a lost sheep, but even dumb sheep keep grazing and moving.
No, my journey was to be a journey of discovery, not rediscovery. Unlike Columbus, I would not be allowed to settle and take…
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