What is “IT”?

 
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What Is “It”?

That “It” feeling.

We’ve all felt it.

Maybe “It” was a single moment.

Maybe it came and went.

Or maybe it stayed for days…

or even years.

Maybe “It” belongs to the past now.

And maybe you miss it.

Most of the time, we don’t notice “It” at all—

until it’s gone.

“It” comes and goes.

And when it leaves, it leaves us wanting more.

Try explaining “It” to someone you love.

You’ll quickly realize something interesting:

everyone has their own version of “It.”

To me, “It” is a lot like fishing.

You feel the nibble first.

Just enough to give you hope.

Just enough to make you lean in.

And then—

sometimes—it slips away before it ever makes it into the boat.

“It” can be addictive.

It becomes something we chase.

Something we try to earn.

Something we think we can acquire.

So we work harder.

We study more.

We sacrifice.

Sometimes, we even look to other people to show us where “It” lives.

But don’t rush it.

Over time, you learn that “It” is fragile.

And precious.

“It” shows up on its own schedule.

Not ours.

You can nurture “It.”

You can make space for it.

But you can’t force it.

And you have to be careful—

because when we start worshipping “It,”

we lose it.

When “It” turns into an object…

a title…

a result…

a thing to possess…

“It” becomes a false idol.

Because “It” was never meant to be owned.

“It” might be a feeling of accomplishment—

not winning.

“It” might be caring deeply for another person or animal—

not controlling them.

“It” might be the feeling of being loved—

not being admired.

“It” might be partnership—

not power.

Here’s the quiet truth:

Almost everyone you know is searching for “It.”

Unless they’ve stopped chasing it.

Thinking about “It” too much can make you restless.

It can even make you miserable.

And strangely enough—

when you stop thinking about “It”…

That’s often when it finds you.

So when “It” shows up,

let yourself feel it.

Enjoy it.

Honor it.

Hold it gently.

And when it leaves—

because it will—

trust that it will return in another form.

Or maybe…

just maybe…

“It” was never something to wait for at all.

Maybe “It” is simply every moment

we’re fully present for.

— Eric G. Dierks