Day#352: The Art of losing

Day#352: The Art of losing

Hey Researchers today I am so inspired to discuss something a little different, and that is loss. I really want you to read this poem by Elizabeth Bishop, on The Art of losing and then I will share my thoughts..

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;

so many things seem filled with the intent

to be lost that their loss is no disaster,

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster

of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:

places, and names, and where it was you meant

to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or

next-to-last, of three loved houses went.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,

some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.

I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

– Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture

I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident

the art of losing’s not too hard to master

though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

Elizabeth Bishop

I wonder if it struck you the way it did me, funnily enough I heard this poem before and it never moved me the way it did today. I listened to it being read by Elizabeth Bishop herself on a podcast I often listen to in the mornings. Sometimes we focus so much on building positive habits, focusing on being motivated, spending time wisely and working on our passions. We don’t look at how a negative behaviour helps us too, the act of losing something can be so difficult but so necessary too. In the professional space I have lost so many things, opportunities I really wanted but flunked out in the interview because I was too nervous. Understanding that loss helped me come to terms with my failure and work on ways to improve. I lost a few jobs on the way, which felt like it tarnished my reputation but that was only in my mind. The world is a big place and if you work hard and keep upping your skills those times of self doubt and mistakes will just be a memory. I could say I’ve lost friends and environments, I have sometimes forced myself to look for a new job knowing that I would need to grow and expand in my career. Moving from a comfort zone to the unknown was a loss but I think so necessary for self and career improvement. 

This poem approaches loss so matter of factly, it happens and even when you think something will utterly break you.. You somehow move on and can find better environments if you let yourself. I say let yourself because as people we assume when one door closes another will simply open. The world is constantly changing and evolving career wise if you don’t keep up and keep learning you will fall behind. Approach loss with open arms understanding the depth of its necessity. It’s there for a reason to hopefully have you avoid it in the same situation next time. And you feel it again, embrace it again you will soon learn from it and move on. I know this is maybe a little cheesy but I was feeling so passionate about this poem I really had to write about it. I have experienced so much loss in my life from professional to my personal life, sometimes the life I live feels like a dream. Like I never thought someone could be so happy in their life career wise and personally, I always thought a job is just meant to bring in money and only the extreme few got to enjoy their jobs. It may sound odd but I hope you experience loss and learn from it, I hope it settles and does not control you. Because let’s face it we will all experience loss at some point, how we handle it will be what defines us..

Happy researching until next time 

Bye for now

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