Surprising nearly everyone–their families had conducted memorial services–once again they proved that lost doesn’t mean lost for good.

The ultimate beauty of this story should serve to teach us all that survival, grit and determination are latent in human beings, that we can truly survive when outstanding odds are stacked against us. We may not be comfortable, we may get a little cold and hungry or a bit warm and thirsty, we may even fill with boredom, panic and fear, but we can survive. We can all have faith in our fortitude, it’s a part of who we are.

You and I are a the product of thousands and thousands of years of walking. Be it out of Eden or Africa we walked out into wilderness full of challenges, hardships and threats to our very existence, and yet we survived . Humans, if nothing else, are survivors.

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You’ve done it.

We are all guilty of it.

But why do we walk in circles when we are lost?

A great study, “Walking Straight into Circles” was reported on today in Current Biology and expanded upon in ScienceNOW with the article “Why we Walk in Circles.”

Seems when we are lost, and have no visual clue to use for course correction (Sun, Moon), our brain works hard to make sense of where we are headed. Problem is, without a visual endpoint, we tend to meander. Once we start down this slippery slope, our brain repeats tiny mistakes in direction and continually repeats these directional miscues bringing us right back where we started.

I remember once being told, perhaps by Tony Robbins, that a plane “on course” to Hawaii is of course 98% of the time and the pilot redirects the plane in tiny maneuvers to keep it going straight.

Now, it’s easy to throw in some crappy little quote here on “The need for a goal in life” and I suspect some reading this post will have already circled around to that conclusion. Oh, well.

I suggest another interpretation, a bit more biologically straight forward. When we walked out of Africa, or out of Eden, we followed the Sun. From the earliest hints of morning rising, we searched onward and used every last bit of available sunlight to highlight our steps.

Like Buried Logic, our need to follow the sun for direction is deeply embedded into our biology. Early on in human history, we walked where the light was.

I began to wonder about buried logic, our intrinsic abilities and essential characteristics that I believe we each possess. These innate, deep-rooted skills have evolved from the very beginning of our human family tree. Out of Africa or Eden, we walked out with aptitudes for survival, creativity, courage and prowess. Regardless, your great, great, great, great, great ancestors were true “BA’s,” plain and simple. Humans, prior to microwaves, electric garage-door openers, thermostats and public opinion polls possessed every skill they needed to walk out, then over and around the face of the earth.

Maybe it’s a miserable case of amnesia. Maybe it’s arrogance. Maybe political correctness. Maybe Cowardice. We seem to have forgotten, or chosen to ignore, who we are, all the while, acting as if we’ve “evolved” to higher intelligence, skill set or station.

That so many look outside themselves for what they naturally possess already, plays itself out on the news every evening. Look around today. Everywhere one turns, these skills have atrophied like any muscle in a cast. Personal strength, flexibility and caliber are fading away.

What are we to do?

I suggest it begins with a remembering, a recollection of how humanity has evolved, survived and stretched out to cover ages and the globe. Then remember the Symmetric Property of Equality.

Ignoring the debate between science and religion, the “big bang” or the “big breath”, our planet is the common ground.

Did we walk out of Africa or were we banished from Eden?

Descent with modification or disobeying the forbidden fruit rule?

Do you side with the opinions of the petri dish or those of the pulpit?

Between the polarities, there is one inescapable origin we can’t ignore. Literally the ground we share.

Earth, it’s where we come from. At base, this elemental source is one that is latent in each one of us. From a Savannah or a Garden, dirt is dirt, the soil, the mud that holds the roots of the human family tree is the very same Dirt in Your DNA.

When it comes to battling those actively or apathetically pursuing the destruction of our planet, our challenge, you and me, right now, is to never forget where we come from. For those that treat our planet as a stepping stone to some future heaven or those treating Mother Nature as an entitlement, our goal is to find ways of reminding them where they come from as well.

Always help others with their origin amnesia.

Never forget where you come from.

Your destiny is written in the dirt.