Soul Fire...but where to find matches?

Maybe it's the recent finishing of Anna Karenina [finally] or the alone time on the beach or a quarter life crisis, but whatever it is, something is aching and tingling in my soul. 

Something seems like it's about to happen. Something inside feels like it wants to be / could be / should be / might already be on fire. 

Often, while reading a great novel or watching an epic television program or hearing a stirring speech, I long to be doing something great. I don't want to sit on the sidelines. I don't want to miss out, to not contribute something significant. 

And so my soul kindles and burns and the flames slowly creep into the shadows of my heart, and my thoughts get all jumbled and I know it's there! Somewhere. 

That great thing that only I can do. That unique void that the world doesn't even know it's missing, but once I fill it, we'll wonder how we ever lived without it in the first place. It's essential

In attempts to ease that inner ache, I throw myself at this thing and that thing and then another thing -- writing, nonprofit work, travel, communications -- and I wonder when something will stick. When that thing that tugs and pulls and makes my soul throb in agony and delight will come to light and set me free.

Come on, Thing. I'm thirsty and craving and my entire future sprawls out like a blank canvas before you. Come to me, Thing. I'm 25. I'm ready. Okay?

Sarah :: Your Plucky Picaroon

ps. Does anyone else ever feel this way?

Sarah :: Plucky in Love

Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!

1 comment:

  1. Amen sister. I'm thinking the answer lies in California.. just saying. ;)