Yearning

And they lived stretched taught in desperate yearning ever after

I realized I never wanted to hear the terms ‘resources,’ ‘stewardship,’ or ‘sustainable’ ever again. For all the good intentions those endeavors have on their side, they do not describe any relationship I would want to be in. In those words we see control, possession, objectification, and manipulation. Ache and tenderness are another approach

Longing is lost in having. It is an art to ache. It requires stoic strength and unshakeable trust matched by equivalent portions of impatience and naked vulnerability. Stretching into the delirious pull of just-out-of-reach love, lights every cell.

This vision of a society where violence and conflict are uninteresting, where everyone is seen in their power and full emotional breadth, created a yearning in me. I want to make that world come true,

the liminal space between no longer and not yet.