a longing for what is real

i ran across an excerpt today that resounded with something inside me.

throughout my life i've gone through periods where i feel like i'm searching for something. trying to find my place. trying to find meaning. these last few months i've had this heightened sense of awareness and this hunger for something more. periods like this are always hard, because of course it's not pleasant when you feel a bit unstrung, a bit lost. but i think the only way you can find satisfaction in life is to live what is real. times like these are when you grow the most, you become more alive and more yourself.

this passage is by Anne Hillman. i think everyone can relate to her words. they are true and truth is to be shared:

“I did not know I was on a search for passionate aliveness. I only knew I was lonely and lost and that something was drawing me deeper beneath the surface of my life in search of meaning. There is a hunger in people to go to those deep depths; to know that our lives are sacred; that our hearts are truly capable of love. It is a yearning to be all that we can be. A longing for what is real.”

the wind