Prompt

I went to a writing workshop today and we were given a prompt to write on. I never had the chance to share it with the group so I thought I would post it here.

Prompt:
Something that was lost

Response:

As I wrote the prompt down that Patty gave us in the group my eyes immediately filled up with tears. What were those tears all about? Loss. The first thing that came to mind was loss of innocence. So what does that really mean? Innocence is lost over and over again at all different stages of life. Is it something that we really need or want to find again?

Something that was lost. Is anything really ever lost? Don't we have everything that is important to us in our heart and soul? The cells of my parents and grandparents are alive in my body even though some of them have passed on. They are with me every. single.day They are all not lost to me.

I lost my health for awhile, but it was found and I am thriving once again.

What is lost can always be found. Lost opportunities, lost time, and lost treasures, if they were meant to be they will come around again. Spirit will guide them back to us.

Everything we need we already have. We are all a little like Dorothy sometimes, believing we are lost in OZ, when right along we have had everything we needed to get back home to our hearts and our purpose.