“I once was lost, but now am found/ was blind but now I
see”
-Amazing Grace, American spiritual song
Lately I’ve had a rash of losing things. A couple of
earrings – never a pair, always one of two – a hat a friend knitted for me, and,
until two days ago when I found it again, a mala given to me by my teacher. All
of these objects have great meaning for me, so losing them evoked sadness.
However, the more disturbing, or curious, aspect to me is how exactly did I lose these things? In order to
misplace something, I figure, there must be a moment when my mind itself was
misplaced. In other words, I, as is said often in popular culture, “lost my
mind” for a moment.
