But Longing Is Momentum In Disguise: Its Active, Not Passive; Touched With The Creative, The Tender,
“But longing is momentum in disguise: It’s active, not passive; touched with the creative, the tender, and the divine. We long for something, or someone. We reach for it, move toward it. The word longing derives from the Old English langian, meaning ‘to grow long,’ and the German langen—to reach, to extend. The word yearning is linguistically associated with hunger and thirst, but also desire. In Hebrew, it comes from the same root as the word for passion. The place you suffer, in other words, is the same place you care profoundly—care enough to act.”
— Susan Cain, from Bittersweet: How Sorrow and Longing Make Us Whole (Crown, 2022)
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