When you enter a room and forget what you came in there for, go back to where you started and see if you dropped your intention there. There is a logic to this. When we go through a portal of any kind there is a shift in the center from one location to another, and quite often during that transition, our intention, that idea that had centered us and caused our journey was not packed properly. We left it behind.

So go back and see if you dropped on the floor when you snapped your bag.

My most famous example of this was when we packed to go to my mother’s burial in Arlington where my father’s ashes lay. I got to the moment to begin the walk to the gravesite and my son called: “Hey, Dad. You forgot Grandma.” I had forgotten her ashes.

Looking back I can see why. Our mother centers us, and when we go through a portal to a new life, we leave what used to center us behind.

Every intention is an idea that centers our mind and directs our will into the future. Beware of portals, these doors to the future that makes us forget who we were.

Forgetting is like the backdoor of the hospital gown. No matter how fast you turn around, you cannot find out where that breeze is coming from.