[Inner Notes] When You're Longing For A Life You Can't Name

When you are longing for a life that you can't quite name,

There is a feeling that comes when nothing is wrong,

But something isn't right,

A quiet ache,

Like your life is brushing up against something bigger,

Something you can almost sense,

But not quite see.

It's not about being ungrateful.

You are grateful.

You know how to appreciate the good.

But there's this hush inside you that keeps asking,

Is there more?

You try to name it,

But the words don't fit.

You try to chase it,

But it moves when you move.

That's okay.

You're not lost.

You are listening.

Longing Sometimes longing is not a sign of like,

But a signal.

Something in you is waking up,

Turning in,

Pulling you closer to the life that wants you too.

So let the longing be holy.

Let it stay a little while.

Let it guide you,

Not as a map,

But as music.

Follow what makes you feel more you,

Even if it's quiet,

Even if it's slow.

You don't need a full plan yet.

You just need to trust that your longing is not a mistake.

It's the language of becoming.

You are on your way,

Even now.