Yearnings come in many flavors. They tell different stories, point to different asks. Contemplating the nuances and following the threads of a yearning can yield profound truths about yourself. What hurts, what soars, what calls, what pours.
They drive you to vitality. They readily get lost in the functional requirements of life.
They need tending. Not that they will wither; you will.
Yearning is more than wanting, and different from loving. It is purpose undone. Emptiness grown.
It cannot be truly forgotten, for long. Maybe you don’t get to it this lifetime. Maybe you get in that direction. Maybe it drives your obsessions. Maybe it’s your Soul plucking you.
How does it feel to neglect it? Do you outright reject it? Maybe you don’t believe it!! It’s like not believing in yourself!
What if you adjusted your choices to give room and board to this relative? How much tending can you coax out of yourself? How hopeless are you?
What happens when you build a reliable relationship with your yearning and integrate it into your life? Is it still a yearning?!