I can still feel the unease it stirred in my heart as a kid. As it turned out, my dad loved his work as an optometrist and found still more roads to fulfillment through family, travel, culture, synagogue and social action. In my own life, I've found passion and fulfillment in family and career. I'm not sure what your jazz is. It's different for each person, and only you know deep down what it is.
Dull gray can become bright red.
Maybe you'll hear the jazz when you decide to change jobs or even careers because you finally heeded that whisper of discontent ringing in your ear. Maybe your jazz can come in joining a house of worship and finding a family to add to the one you've already got at home. Or changing congregations because your faith family isn't speaking to you like you think it should. Or staying with that family and working harder to make it better. Maybe the jazz isn't that complicated.