November 27, 2010
the art of longing (27/30)
i long for things that i can't whisper to myself (except in the dark of my room, late...late...late at night). the dreams of say - taking off for a trip around the world with just my camera, a few books and whatever else an intrepid modern day margaret bourke white might carry in her backpack. longings are the things that i feel that i've grown too responsible for...to old to do ... or too poor. and (pish...pish) i know if that was truly a dream i would fight to make it happen. so is longing a fear....or a crutch?
i say no... i say that longing in this way is a way to allow ourselves to take magical adventures. a way to take the dreams we have for a test drive before planning the plans of action. when dreams manifest, you can bet longing had a hand in that manifestation. longing is the beginning of the promise that dreams urge you to keep. promises that you are scared to hope for....promises that secretly nudge at you until hope finally wins. do you long? do you laugh them away? does longing make you feel as though you settled? longing makes me feel alive and as long as i yearn, i know that i will continue to dream. and as long as i dream...i'm alive.
today's gratitude - i am thankful for the ability to long - to yearn - to dream magical dreams. and as i long, i take the time make plans for dreams to become actions. longing allows my practical side to take flight and roam free. it is a beautiful time.
today on my i-pod - fly me courageous (drivin' n cryin'), desire (u2), here comes the sun (the beatles), building a mystery (sarah mclachlan), i wonder (chris isaak), beautiful (india arie)