“The restlessness and the longing, like the longing that is in the whistle of a faraway train. Except that the longing isn't really in the whistle—it is in you.”

― Meindert DeJong, The Little Cow and the Turtle

I always stop to listen what I am doing to listen to any train whistle, always paying attention to what arises inside of me as I listen. What is it I am longing for, what do I grieve?
Taking a moment to answer these two questions, is always enlightening.