The Question
There are seasons when nothing makes sense — the plans collapse, the path disappears, and purpose feels like a fading echo.
Why does life lead us into darkness just when we crave direction the most?
The Understanding
To be lost is not failure — it is initiation.
The mind sees confusion as chaos, but the soul sees it as construction.
When old identities dissolve, the world around you seems to crumble — not because life is cruel, but because it’s clearing what no longer fits who you are becoming.
The lost stage is sacred. It’s the silence between who you were and who you are meant to be.
The Monarch understands that life often removes clarity to build conviction — emptiness is not the end, it is the invitation to begin again, wiser and cleaner.
The Lesson
When you are lost, stop running — be still.
Direction does not return through panic, but through presence.
The path reveals itself when you stop demanding to see it.
The Monarch learns that purpose is not found — it is remembered, piece by piece, through the practice of awareness.
You are not behind. You are being rebuilt.
The Decree
