Logical Calisthenics Rep Four, Change Lose to Find
/Still Searching. Still Whole.
Loss is a teacher. Finding is a return.
I’ve lost time. People. Versions of myself I thought I’d never live without. But loss carves space. And in that space, something always arrives. A new path. A quieter knowing. A better question.
To find, you have to unclench your fists. You have to surrender the idea that what was is all that will be. That’s the move. That’s the burn.
Finding, it turns out, is less about seeking and more about seeing,
I Am