Nothing is Truly Lost

Whatever may seem to be, nothing nor no one is truly lost without a compensating gain. This truth is hard for me to realize because I am altered by my losses, sometimes shattered, sometimes angry, sometimes lost myself. It seems like my own identity changes as a result of the loss and the bigger the loss, the more the change.

Sometimes, in the throes of my loss I want friends and family to shower me with concern and affection, sometimes I choose to be alone and lick my wounds. I experience an array of feelings that I cannot figure out, torn by them without understanding. I am immensely sad and I am relieved. I am angry and momentarily I may find calm in my soul. I am lonely, and as I let down my guard, I am comforted. I recognize my need for love and reassurance, calm and security, solace.

​And when I allow myself to sink into the center of my being, I know the truth. Nothing is forever lost, though its state may be different and it may seem lost to me. All things (even losses) work together for good. I, and all that I have lost are surrounded and infused with divine presence, love. Understanding, going forward, is ready and waiting for the time when I can receive it.

​I am whole, I am loved, I am well. All is complete, all is cared for, all is well and all is One.