Heart Space

“All my life my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.” – André Breton

Have you ever felt this? That there is a space, big or small in your heart that is vacant, completely unfilled. I discovered a version of this quote in Hunter S. Thompson’s book Hell’s Angels: A Strange and Terrible Saga thirty odd years ago. Though at the time as a young man I didn’t completely understand its deeper meaning or implications. Fortunately, each passing season has provided me with the time and the space to examine different aspects of my life. At 25 I couldn’t have imagined that my “life tank” could have been any fuller, but at 55, I understand now that it could and should have been. I see the wasted moments, moments that simply escaped my notice then but come back now, not to haunt me, but to make me wonder and ask why.

I think each of us go through life with unfulfilled passions, missed opportunities, ifs and buts, could have beens or would have beens. But to have your heart yearn for something, something that you cannot even name, now that is something special to search for or drive you crazy. Imagine if you discovered it, I am sure many do. How fulfilling their life must be. But for those that don’t. Those that wake-up each morning to another day, a day they realize will be just like yesterday and tomorrow because they can’t feed that hole, that space that they cannot put into words.

I imagine Hunter S. felt this way knowing what I know about the man. It is probably the reason he attempted to fill his space with words, drugs, alcohol, guns and extreme and sometimes erratic behavior. And in the end the hole remained and sadly he decided to fill it with a bullet using age as an excuse.

“No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun – for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax – This won’t hurt.” – The suicide note Hunter S. Thompson left for his wife

What did Hunter yearn for? Who knows, to bring justice to the world, true love, a father’s acceptance, a mother’s attention, the list could be long or very short. Whatever it was I wish that he had found it and kept writing, dying of old age at the keys of his typewriter. Hunter would have LOVED this presidential race. I am sorry he missed it.

I yearn for very little these days, the health and happiness of my children, the love of my family, another day to ride my bicycle, another day to enjoy all the simple gifts and blessings I have been granted. My heart seems full, but there should always be space for more, at least a little more.


About ends and beginnings blog

I am a frustrated writer and poet waiting to be discovered. A stand-up philosopher performing on a street corner near you. A Christian with questions but I don’t want to hear your answers. A Buddhist with a bumper sticker on my truck to prove it. A collector of quotes. A grower of lettuce. The Patron Saint of earthworms who name their children after me. A cyclist whose big ass strains the seams of his Lycra bibs. I am American by birth, Southern by the grace of God. My goal in life is to leave an imprint on the lives of the people I love not a footprint on the earth. I am a son, a husband, a father composed of 65%-Oxygen, 18%-Carbon, 10%-Hydrogen, 3%-Nitrogen, 3%-Diet Coke and 1%-Oreo.
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7 Responses to Heart Space

  1. Fantasy Raconteur says:

    It’s a familiar feeling. I definitely felt a very strong yearning for some type of expression for the thousands of ideas I had when I was much younger. It was frustrating at times and I remember not being able to pinpoint what I needed exactly. I was lucky to find this means to express myself in writing=)

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  2. samanthamurdochblog says:

    I found this really poignant and emotional, think I’m still looking and I totally agree there should definitely be space for more. Lovely words, thank you for sharing

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    • Thank you for reading Samantha. It’s funny, I saw the quote on some fake HST twitter account this am. Remembered it from reading his book and the words flowed out of me in 30 minutes. Inspiration is a fickle beast. You just got to turn over enough rocks to find it.

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      • samanthamurdochblog says:

        It sounds like a good book, I shall have to order it – I like the way little things provide inspiration, whether it be a quote, a picture or something that happens to you… my cats are a good source!

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  3. Patty says:

    I think that space is what keeps us human thriving and motivated.
    Beautiful written post, again.

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