There are many things if we think about them carefully that we long for. Some are to make us feel better within ourselves, some for the benefit of other people. I have come to know and experienced the longing that stirs deep within and that feels like it cannot be remedied - found hand in hand with loss.
My thoughts on longing are around the loss of a loved ones - a child, father, best friend and more recently brother. You wonder how much your heart can take, never for one minute thinking that you will have to bear the callouses of yet another loss. My longing is wrapped up in wanting to see them again, to say those words that never got said, to feel their presence one more time, to stop for a moment the ache, that dull ache which rests deep within. There are momentary distractions and life feels like normal, you can breath again and sometimes laugh. Then you remember, something missing, something you took for granted that it would always be there but you realise a hole remains. Is it a round peg or a square, whatever shape it is it feels as if there is nothing that can fill it.
My faith helps me to put one foot in front of the other taking one day, one thought, one step at a time. My creativity is helping me to say those things that I need to say whether it is a painting, piece of writing, poetry or something that I have created. They go hand in hand bridging the gap between the words unsaid, mutterings and groans from the heart, laughter and tears on the opposite sides of the same coin and the understanding that has come over time.
Do some work in your art journal and see what areas you want to focus on and express either through colour, words, song, photographs and more.
Stay blessed and be a blessing.
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