the primal code of longing

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To be fully human is to be wild. Wild is the strange pull and whispering wisdom. It’s the gentle nudge and the forceful ache. It is your truth, passed down from the ancients, and the very stream of life in your blood. Wild is the soul where passion and creativity reside, and the quickening of your heart. Wild is what is real, and wild is your home. I urge you to unravel the listless, rigid parts and feed your wild, because it is the wild you, not the barely alive, embedded-into-routine, zombie-like you that is now struggling for air. For turn on. For sweet prana. Restore the wild and the warrior……Victoria Erickson

we can believe in our hearts, in the visions of our wanderings, in the code of the soul…..there is a magical place, a destiny of riches lurking, seeking, beckoning within…..may the great wide expanse lead us to wild essence…..

Ambition takes willpower and constant applications of energy to stay on a perceived bearing; longing demands a deeper allegiance to unknown elements which are drawing us beyond ourselves, making us larger than an overdrawn, ambitious identity with set, unforgiving goals. The magnetic field of desire in longing demands a constant attention to the unknown gravitational field which surrounds us and from which we eventually find we can recharge ourselves every moment, as if breathing from the atmosphere of possibility itself. Ambition looks for the surface recognition of arrival. Desire and longing shapes the identity as it moves along, refusing to choose between what is looked for on the outside and what might be found on the inside. Longing is the basis of all art forms and even, of the very best explorative science. A life’s work is not a series of stepping-stones onto which we calmly place our feet, but more like the river itself, or an ocean crossing where there is no path, only a heading, a direction, which, of itself, is a conversation with the elements, magnified and made real by what it encounters along the way…..David Whyte

saying yes to the soul journey

Who do you live for?

Your family, husband, wife, partner, lover, children, friends or aging parents? Do you live for society and acceptance? Do you seek approval and gain a greater sense of yourself from others? Do you strive for recognition? Are you powered up by others wanting you to succeed? Or are you drained from the filling up of others’ cups while your own personal reserve tank is slowly and silently depleting?

Are you tired of stacking your silent and whispered goals in the empty corners of your closet? I will save them for later, you keep saying to yourself. Later, when I make time for me. My list. My dreams. My visions. Do you live for You? Or do you daydream about the life you want? Are you truly living the life you desire?…..Sarah Voldeng

 

4 thoughts on “the primal code of longing

  1. I’ve often thought that we go through life, living with the faintest essence of something other – a scent we question – a presence of divine. Maybe it is a garden within, the blooming all awaiting our acknowledgement…… May the essence fill your cup of tea with possibility, Blue. ~ Ever love, Bobbie

  2. What words we choose to describe ourselves, as opposed to the others – other species, other races, other tribes. They are wild, or savage, or less evolved, but isn’t that just perspective. I’ve heard the analogy that we could shout at ants, and never get an answer – is there someone or something, somewhere shouting at us? May the Secrets in the Fields reveal themselves to you …

    • ……feeling ‘evolved’ is nothing but a trap…..our perspective is always limited…..love this analogy….humbled once again……may the diatribe be silent. Sweet Solstice Calm to you g.f.s….

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