In A Field Guide To Getting Lost, Rebecca Solnit writes of the attraction of viewing a landmark so distant that the air between has tinged it blue. She writes:
We treat desire as a problem to be solved, address what desire is for and focus on that something and how to acquire it rather than on the nature and the sensation of desire, though often it is the desire between us and the object of desire that fills the space in between with the blue of longing.
The other way we make desire a problem is imposing our sense of time. Something–a deeply held desire comes to us–is said to happen “too soon”. I find this completely ludicrous. I am not bigger than the construct I refer to as “God” nor am I smarter than the Universe. Is my internal clock just another way I push back and keep what I desire from my heart in an effort to thwart happiness and prove to myself and others I don’t deserve what I want to show up in my life? God I hope not. What a horrible way to live and love.