It happened again. In the space of a week, I lost my keys and Smartrip card, a gift I bought in New York over Thanksgiving, and a new pair of brown fuzzy socks.
A few years ago, my watch disappeared. The mystery of losing it perturbed me for many weeks. Why did she abandon me this time?
A few months ago, my beloved 10-year-old watch turned up under my bed -- but only after I had substituted another watch that looked and acted like its identical twin.
I laughed when I realized that the loss I experienced turned into an abundance of watches!
How we handle these minor losses is a barometer of how we will endure larger losses that cannot be replaced.
The practice of honoring all our losses contains a spark of spiritual equanimity.