Giving up lost or not-lost

destination from destinare ‘make firm, establish’. The original sense was ‘the action of intending someone or something for a purpose’, later ‘being destined for a place’, hence (from the early 19th century) the place itself.

destiny: Middle English: from Old French destinee, from Latin destinata, feminine past participle of destinare ‘make firm, establish

I am tired of trying to be not-lost whilst at the same time being not sure whether I am-lost.

Or not.

Letting go of the aspiration to be not-lost is a great relief.

This is not the same as choosing to be-lost. Giving up lost or not-lost as a bilateral choice releases so much energy…

Love is certain, but unpredictable. That is to say - 

there will always be love, it just might not be

from or towards the persons or entities you expect it to be

from or towards.

Really nothing can be relied upon to be

any of what you think it is. However,

everything can be relied upon to be uncertain. 

Will that do?

To be lost is to acknowledge destination. 

Letting go of lost and not-lost perhaps shifts us to destiny - 

she is less concerned with the point of arrival and more with

the condition of making firm in the here and now. 

Wherever we are is our destiny, then.

So let’s just set out, scrap the map,

unscrew the compass,

wear a waterproof and some decent boots.

Sometimes we’ll find an at-home-feeling place to rest. 

And if we don’t, 

or when that place doesn’t feel at-home any more, 

we’ll just walk on. 

We are not lost. We 

are in motion.