We have all walked down a road less traveled and have found ourselves in a situation or an experience that throws us off track for awhile. Some find themselves being in the wrong place at the wrong time and some may have found themselves unwittingly pulled into something that they cannot get out of.
Either way, we find ourselves feeling lost in the middle of an unknown forest and realize that our internal navigation system has been completely knocked offline. We just can’t seem to get a signal to get our bearings. We feel disoriented, unsettled, unnerved, anxious, angry, dismayed, concerned, worried or even frightened. We are overwrought and overwhelmed by the plethora of thoughts bombarding our mind and the tsunami of emotions that wipes away all sense and sensibility.
Our attempt to get back on track is continually thwarted as we seek higher ground to get our bearings. We find ourselves in uncharted territory on an unknown path fumbling and stumbling over roots that have been buried deep under a canopy of leaves that have fallen. At first glance the withered leaves look dry but we soon realize that those leaves are damp and slick underneath, nor can we see what lurks underneath them as we try to climb our way out.
We are alone on a road that is unknown and untraveled and we feel isolated from the so-called civilized, as we attempt to gauge or redirect our sense of direction and go into to survival mode basics.
Most of us know that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and most of us know that moss tends to grow on the north side of a tree. That basic information gives us the directions of East, West and North respectively, but without a map and knowing how to read the map, we realize that we are still unable to get from point A to point B. We still feel lost and intuitively know that things could go South pretty quickly. So what do we do now?
Panic is not our friend. We know this, so we close our eyes, take a deep breath (or a few) and allow our mind time to calm down. Some of us will say a prayer for guidance and sometimes that is enough as the sun sets over the horizon and the darkness encroaches us. We take inventory of what we have to work with, sifting through our pockets for the resources we have on-hand and find a shelter to protect us from the elements.
When the sun rises in the morning we say a prayer of gratitude for yet another day. Our circumstances may not have changed but we always have a choice to change it as the sun diminishes the mist in mountains of our mind. Once the clouds dissipate we become more clear and return to the track where the train derailed us.
Standing on the track we begin to see we have a choice of direction. We can either go back down the track where we came from or we can continue to move forward. Which will you choose?