Love is...love is...hell I don't know!
I tend to think of love the way Chief Justice Scalia thinks of pornography, I may not know what it is, but I know it when I see it.
Love is the ever elusive goal of man and woman alike. You chase it and it runs. As soon as you stop seeking, it finds you. For centuries, poets and philosophers alike have tried to define love. No human language is expansive enough to fully capture love. For love, is a language of the heart.
Only the heart can understand love. The heart shall forsake the body, conflict the mind, and rent the soul all in the pursuit of love. Love is a funny thing. Love is different for everybody. Love is so much more than a feeling. Love is.... Love is a calling. Not everyone can love. Not everyone will love. Not everyone will love the same way. That's what makes love special.
Webster's defines calling as 'a strong inner impulse toward a particular course of action especially when accompanied by conviction of divine.' Okay, let's unpack that. 'A strong inner impulse'--check, language of the heart. 'Toward a particular course of action'--hmmm, a relationship, a courtship, and then, 'accompaniment by a conviction of the divine', a marriage.
Am I saying love equals marriage? No, no I'm not. I would hope that love leads to marriage. Marriage...a lifelong commitment, a complete and utter surrender of the self for the collective whole. Love at it's core is self-sacrificial. To think of the 'we' before the 'I', the 'us' before the 'me', the 'our' before the 'mine'. That sounds like love to me.
Like I said, I don't know what love is. My mind is too finite for such an infinite concept. My soul is far to narrow for such an expansive essence. My body is much to weak for such a strong emotion. Yet, that which I don't know has found me. Maybe in my quest to know love, I shall come to better know myself.
So, there you have it folks. I don't know what love is, but I'll be damned if I ain't in it. Love
Makes. No. Sense.
*I recognize my youth and naivete is probably showing in this post, so please stop sucking your teeth and shaking your head. I shall find out soon enough what I don't know. Just put on a smile and be happy for me (or keep it moving, either way, I'm happy.)
Good post...for me love is summed up in this one line:" a complete and utter surrender of the self for the collective whole. Love at it's core is self-sacrificial."
ReplyDeletelike this post...love is a wonderful thing when its reciprocated and real.
ReplyDeleteYour idea of love doesn't sound naive to me; it sounds like a woman who's searched, possibly found it, and wants to embrace and hold on to it.
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