Ever sit still, in utter silence, and hear the rustling leaves and branches on a tree? If you inhale, hold your breath, and just listen…you can hear the longing from the tree…filled with strength, such a sanctuary. It’s like a lover’s whisper, irresistible yet scary – filled with more questions than answers at times.
“The Portuguese call it saudade: a longing for something so indefinite as to be indefinable. Love affairs, miseries of life, the way things were, people already dead, those who left and the ocean that tossed them on the shores of a different land – all things born of the soul that can only be felt.” ― Anthony De Sa, Barnacle Love
We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
“The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd – The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.” ― Fernando Pessoa
“Erotic longing is really a longing to merge with something greater than oneself. For every kind of love is a force that holds the promise of taking us beyond the limitations of our individual lives.” ― Julianne Davidow
Longing…for home, happiness…all held together by hope.