What to do if you are lost in the forest

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you

Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,

And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,

Must ask permission to know it and be known.

The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,

I have made this place around you.

If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.

No two trees are the same to Raven.

No two branches are the same to Wren.

If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,

You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows

Where you are. You must let it find you.

poem written by David Wagoner and found in his book "Travelling Light"

What shall I do if I am lost in the amount of work I have to get done before next Saturday, or my sad little bank balance, or the growing mound of washing, not to mention the ironing,  or house cleaning.  What then?  Loose myself in the forest, I reckon.  What a tree or bush does will not be lost on me!  And if David Wagoner is right, then I wont be lost at all because the trees and bushes will know where I am.  There's comfort in that.