Monday, October 31, 2011

The Chicken or the Egg?

"Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else." -George Bernard Shaw


Is love about finding the right person or you being in the right time of your life?  Western media perpetuates the idea that there is "The One" out there; if only you can just find them.  I've written about this topic before, but it just seems to keep coming up in my interactions with others.


There is a lovely movie that one of my friends (Thanks Allison!) recommended to me.  It's called TiMER, and its plot centers around a device that you can have attached to your body that is able to calculate the day that you will meet "The One."  I have watched this movie four times in the last couple of months; not because it's particularly mind-blowing but because I cannot stop thinking about this concept.
This is a funny and poignant movie that really examines the concept of "The One" and how it works within our ideas of love.  How can you know that you love someone unless you have a science-based timer telling you that it is guaranteed?  Should you bother getting into relationships with people that you know will be doomed because you are set to meet your "One" when you are 65 years old?  Can true love be scientifically proven?  Is it the right person, or the right time for you to settle?  If you know that your timer will go off when you are 30, are you fulfilling the timer's prophecy by refusing to take any romantic interests seriously until your timer goes off?


This movie asks some great questions; is the absolute scientific calculation of love a good thing?  Should we trust science and technology above how we feel about someone?


Watch this movie and listen to the questions that arise in your mind; and ask them to yourself, your friends, and me!

Challenge

The more I interview people, the more imperative it seems that we all ned to ask these questions of our family and friends.

Why do we let ourselves and the people we know make these huge commitments, like marriage, without asking all the questions we can think of?  Why do we get into serious relationships without discussing things like life goals, morals, and expectations?

It takes our whole lives to understand love--Why the rush to find someone special?  Take the time to realize that you are the someone special.
If you can't see the special in yourself, how ever could you find it in someone else?

I challenge you to ask questions to yourself or the people you care about.  Without letting anyone or any stereotype define you, who are you?  What do you need/want in a relationship?  How did your grandparents stay together for so long?  What are the most important traits for you in a significant other?  How did your recently engaged friend know that he/she would be able to commit to a lifelong partnership?  What does your grandparent think about sex before marriage?  These questions aren't easy to ask, believe me; I've been trying to fit them into regular conversation and I'm sure it can be seen as inappropriate.  But these questions deserve to be asked and answered; you owe it to yourself to understand these things about yourself, and to help your loved ones reach some sort of awareness.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Love is like a Cloud; It Holds a lot of Rain.


 I've been wrestling through this path to love enlightenment, someone brought up the idea that I should not only examine couples in long-lasting relationships but also love that has splintered or been broken.  This concept makes quite a lot of sense; it can be helpful to understand what has not worked as much as what has worked.
I have been lucky to have discussed love with a thoughtful and reflective family friend, Russ Hopkins.  As we sat on a patio shaded by trees, sipping on beer, Russ told me a lot about his evolution of love.

The first thing that Russ tells me is that love is like a forest fire, which has dual perspectives.  A fire burning through a forest is powerful and all encompassing, destroying everything that it comes across.  In that same vein, the fire is making room for a new habitat and other forms of life.  Within this metaphor, love consumes every bit of a person and creates change and new life.  Love as a forest fire is creating light and giving a sense of rebirth to a person.  This metaphor certainly resonates with me because love has carried me to places that I had previously never let myself go; it pulled at insecurities and fears that I had held far away from consciousness.  Love pulls us forward and onward, even when we are kicking and screaming to stay within comfort.

But what about a love that, like a forest fire, destroys the good bonds in a relationship?

Within this concept, Russ stressed the idea that often we want to love another person, we are looking for someone to love us.  We want to love so that we are loved; the feeling of being needed and irresistible is just to delicious to resist. We love to cure our own loneliness, we love to feel better about ourselves.

Hold on, wait: everything in Western culture tells me that loneliness is something to avoid, let alone acknowledge.  But is soothing loneliness a negative thing?  I would be in denial if I said that there is a clear line between loving for loves sake and loving to avoid being lonely.  But I would kidding myself if I said that getting into a relationship solely to feel less lonely is a functional way to live life.

This brings up yet another question: How do you know can your own need for love from the love you have for another person?  Our sense of self bleeds the lines of love in such a way that defies widely accepted laws of logic.  Russ argued that our own need for loneliness should not be a roadblock in love; we should not feel guilty for wanting to fill the void within ourselves with love.  The key to this idea is that you accept your own needs while also accepting your partner's needs amidst your bond together.  How do you know that you are doing this? To quote Russ, loneliness becomes magnified within a bad relationship.  If you feel misunderstood, hurt, or not heard within your relationship, it is very important to communicate these feelings as well as listen to your partner's needs to maintain a balance.

Russ focused on our Western culture and our focus on what love can do for us.  This goes along with the idea of loneliness, but takes it a step further in that we discuss love on perfect terms.  As a part of a capitalist society, we ask: "What can I get out of this?  How can I be happy in this perfect relationship?  I do not want to put energy into someone if it will not benefit me."

If we ask to be cured of loneliness, if we ask for someone to hold us as we cry, we are asking for a mate who will always be the strong person.  But if we look for someone who we appreciate, our void will be soothed as an aftertaste of love.

Russ highlighted Indian culture, where arranged marriage is a culture ritual that has been practiced over thousands of years.  Within Indian culture, marriage is seen as a mutual agreement or partnership.  In Western culture, marriage is legally a mutual partnership, but Russ argues that  our obsession with romantic love is a symptom of Western's frivolous culture.  Legally, marriage is a partnership that is a decision to work and grow together, but Western culture demands higher expectations of constant affection and adoration.  With an arranged marriage, the bond of marriage is outside the confines of "I need you, I love you, marry me;" the agreement to have two lives join is a seen as a growing experience.  Does this mean that we should throw out romantic love? Of course not, but the dichotomy of the dry unemotional legal aspect and fuzzy warm romantic feeling of marriage that our culture perpetuates is something to be aware of.

Where does the fuzzy romantic feeling end and where does the dry, abrasive idea of marriage come in?  Russ has experienced his share of abrasive love, in that he has been in a legal battle with his ex-wife over possessions, child custody, and everything in between.  This goes back to the idea that we need to accept and be aware of our need to fill loneliness.  In some cases, love can go horribly wrong when you drag out every bit of your hurt into divorce battles.  For an insecure person, fighting is a better love than no contact at all.  The marriage contract is something that is taken so lightly in America because we value romantic love over the legal bond.  When people make a huge commitment with lovey-dovey eyes covered in rose-colored glasses, it is a harsh reality when the business side of marriage, or even divorce, steps into the love game.

Russ discussed the need to be a self aware person when in love; how can you find anything special in someone else when you don't find yourself special?  If you cannot handle yourself and your needs or issues, how can you accept to witness another person's needs?  Love puts a well lit mirror on yourself and forces you to see the way the you perceive yourself.  To maintain a healthy relationship, you must fight battles with your own issues.  Russ explained how hard it is to love someone that is emotionally and mentally dysfunctional; this is where the loneliness being magnified in a bad relationship comes in.

The point that really proved exactly why I am doing this project is the answer that Russ gave when I asked him how his idea of love has evolved.  Russ began by saying in his twenties, he sought out the perfect mommy/wife figure, to take care of him as well as be a great mom to children; essentially, looking for the typical soulmate image.  In his marriage, he was looking for the perfect partnership, someone to promise to fill the lonely void.  With his divorce, he began to understand how people became cynical of love and felt caught in a web of dysfunctional pain.  He began to realize that the co-dependency of comforting each other's loneliness was not healthy.  If you solely love to be less lonely, you do not understand love at all.

Russ now sees love as a way to not give energy to another person, but focus on the wonders of the world.  Russ stressed the idea that we should not be giving our energy to another person when we should be focusing on the gods and the wonder of the universe.  If love does not begin by looking at God, it is centered on earthly things.  Russ said that the worst thing about love is when it becomes a form of worship focused on the other person and not the mysteries of the world.  Instead of looking at each other, we should hold hands as we gaze into the sky.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Meet Cute: A Man and Woman Walk into a Bar....

When I ask couples how they met, most have stories about meeting through a friend or high school/university.  There is one story, one of chance and fate, that stuck out to me when I heard it a few years ago.  My friend Beth agreed to let me share it with you, so please enjoy the simple beauty of chance.

I have been writing and writing drafts of their wonderful meet cute, and you know what? I'm no good at writing this story because Beth wrote it better. : ) So here are her words about how she met her boyfriend:


I used to complain to my mom that I wanted a boyfriend in college and she would say, "you're not ready yet" and I would get mad and say, "Yes I am!"  Then after being out of school for a few years, I was visiting my parent's house and I said to her, "Mom.  I am really ready now.  I am lonely and I wish I had a boyfriend to share my life with."  The next night I met Joe.  Does that make him less of a soul mate?  I don't think so.  I think God gives us what we can handle and he heard my request and let me 'see' Joe for the first time.  I say it like that because once I got to know Joe, we had a lot of things and people in common and I can see how we may have met in the past and maybe in the future if I didn't run into him at a bar one night.  His best friend, Mark, is the son of friends of my parents and I knew who Mark was from family parties throughout the years.  Another good friend of Joe's went to the school my mom taught at and was mentored by my mother and had heard of me through my mom.  His friend Mark was in a battle of the bands during high school at my mom's school (Brebeuf) and Joe attended that battle of the bands and so did I.  I dated an acquaintance of Joe's.  Most of his friends knew or had my mother as a teacher in school.  His brother was friends with a lot of guys who went to my high school and it was highly likely Joe and I would have ended up at the same party one day.

Aside from all of these connections, Joe and I met completely by chance.  I was at a bar in Broadripple with some friends when I spun around quickly and literally ran into him.  I, of course, jokingly blamed him and since 'he' spilled my drink 'made' him buy me a new one.  We talked a long time in that same spot at the dive-y bar Connors while I was a little tipsy, to say the least, and he was not.  I didn't want to tell him I was an architect because in past experience, that seemed to make guys in bars run away from me...intimidating, I guess?  But finally, he coaxed it out of me and he said, "Really? That is the coolest job!  I wanted to be an architect!"  Eventually he had to leave so we made sure to exchange numbers and he promised he would call me the next day...to which I said, "Yeah right."  As I was falling asleep that night in my alcohol induced haze, I prayed to God that Joe would call me the next day.

4:00pm the next day, my phone rang.  We made plans for dinner later that week.  Up until the first date, I admit I was a little distant and I honestly thought, "Well, every date is a good experience."  It was after the first date that I fell head over heels.  Every thing we talked about during that dinner made me think, "Wow...really? We are so compatible!"  When he was asking me about my career in architecture, I said, "Well, I think my grandfathers both helped influence my decision to be an architect.  One was a structural engineer and the other was the President of John Hancock Life Insurance in Boston and I just fell in love with the Hancock Tower and visiting him at his office in the summers.  I used to think he owned that skyscraper."  And Joe said, "That's a great building.  Because of that building, they invented the mass damper system."  My jaw dropped to the floor.  I had done many reports on that tower and not many people knew that fact about the skyscraper and here was this cute guy sitting across from me, not bull shitting me and actually knowing things about my passions!  The whole dinner was like that.  One of us would talk about something and the other would say, "Oh yeah.  And ..."  When he dropped me off at my apartment after dinner, he gave me a small kiss on my lips and I closed the door, sat down, and just said, "Wow."  I swear I could feel that kiss the next day.

My parents came to pick me up early the next morning as we were all heading to the airport for a family reunion in Florida.  In the car ride on the way to the airport my mom asked me how my date went and I told her.  She asked me what I liked about Joe and I had a long list and then she asked me what I didn't like (cause I always had an answer for that in the past) and I couldn't think of anything!  When I didn't answer, my mom turned around, looked at me, and then looked to my dad who was driving and said, "Uh-oh, we're in trouble!"  And the rest, as they say, is history.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Where is the Rule Book?

Something that has crossed my mind lately is that there are no rules in relationships.  Sure, there are dating rules, such as guys feeling pressured to pay for dinner, or when you propose, you are supposed to bend down on one knee.
But I am really focusing on the ways that we talk and communicate with each other.  There really are no rules; no set guidelines telling you, don't say that or yes that is a great thought to express.  Where is the red line drawn that states that if you say this, you will be throwing too hard of a punch or pressing on a vulnerable button?
There is no referee whistling for a time out or handing out penalties.  There is heart break and comfort zones crossed to the point of no return.

Therein lies the fear.  What if you overstep an invisible boundary line?  What do you do with the damage that you cause?  I have no clue.

But then there is the virtue of crossing boundaries in a loving way that reveals raw communication.
The raw communication being two humans, stripping down to the doubt and emotion that we hide from the everyday world.  Romantic love, friendships, family, or mentors; I don't care what relationship it is; the root of the point of these relationships is to see that we are all together burdened by our fear, shame, insecurity.  When we share these vulnerable thoughts and look at each other with clear eyes, we love.


Monday, August 8, 2011

Searching for Inspiration

There are only four questions of value in life. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made of? What is worth living for? What is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.
Don Juan DeMarco (1995 film)

I've taken a bit of hiatus to my search to finding the answers to how we love and how we encounter our understandings of eros.  For that, I apologize.  There are plenty of thoughts running through my head, but they seem to be unrelated to love, at least directly.  Which is why this quote is fitting to redirect myself to How Do You Know?  When I think about religion or spirituality, where is the end of the discussion?  Love.  I have been pondering many areas of my soul, and it's time to focus back to the foundation and continue my thoughts on love.


I am continually grateful for family and friends who point me in new directions of love and encourage me to understand a new perspective or find a new article for me to read.  Thank you for all of your support, readers! : )


As always, please send any questions, topics, experiences that you would like for me to focus on at my new email address, k.wintereulberg@gmail.com!

Monday, July 18, 2011

How to Tell If Someone Loves You

 I stumbled upon this short writing piece, and it gives such a beautiful sense of what love really is.

How To Tell If Someone Loves You