You know how it is when
you’ve put it some place special
so that when you really want it or
need it you can’t find it?
Damn. Where is it?
You look high and low and in every
nook and cranny but still cannot find it and
as soon as you give up the search
you find it right where you left it.
Where am I? Right where you left yourself.
Look in the mirror.
NOTE: This is Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent
and two years ago I started a Lenten Journal
devoted to my spiritual renovation. This morning
When I went to my journals shelf, the Lenten Journal
was not there. It’s lost. Damn.
Rooting through half of my office and shelves,
under those magazines I’ve been saving to cut out
word power prompts — what’s that black spiral spine?
Eureka! I found it and kiss it.
Thus, the title of this year’s Lenten Journal
“Lost & Found”
I will not be contemplating my navel lint nor
embark on a vision quest. Rather, this Lenten Journal,
Lost & Found,
will be a time to make sure I am not allowing so
much worldly activity or self-deception
to shred me into a confetti of the spirit; thus,
a review, renovation, and celebration in words and art,
to keep myself aligned with three most important
areas of my life that I work to keep in balance:
Where I live,
What I do, and
Who I am with — including myself, those I love, and my higher power.
For when the Where, What, and Who are in harmony,
nothing else matters and we thrive.