Oh wouldn’t it be beautiful to have a marvelous house right by a lake, to wake up every morning with the sun kissing our face and the sound of birds caressing our soul?
This is longing, the projection of something beautiful into the future. Or the reflection of something beautiful that once was and now lies within the past.
Whatever it is, the sensation of longing takes us out of the here and now.
So what is BE-longing?
I BElieve it is the paradox of human existence. The art of holding two seemingly opposing feelings together in harmony at the same time.
Can we simply be with longing?
And can we already be what we long for?
Our longings will be granted once we embody the frequency of the very feeling we long to have.
It seems to me like life is a bit of a game in which the moment we have learned to cultivate something from the inside, it shall be granted to us in the external.
But as long as we seek to fulfilll ourselves from the external, we shall only ever get close to it but never fully have it.