We are familiar with its essence, emotional stirrings and
ecstasy, but defining love often removes its magic. Not that we haven’t tried:
The theme of love has filled volumes of poetry and prose, operas, plays and
films, art, music and even architecture.
We’ve all had those “in love” feelings of ardor and passion.
We’ve experienced other kinds of fulfilling love as well, with our spouses,
parents and grandparents, siblings, children and friends. And we’ve all had our
hearts broken.
Love songs invariably spark visceral memories of romance. At
my age, Ella Fitzgerald’s “What Is This Thing Called
Love?” moves me, as other songs surely get to you.
Our earliest love bonds are formed in infancy and childhood,
usually with our mothers or other loving caretakers. This nurturance is crucial in developing the
ability to form love attachments. All our senses are involved in this: warm
faces and sounds of voices, tastes and aromas, touching and kissing.
When we’re in love, worries seem to melt away. The poem “How
Do I Love Thee?” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning conveys this rapture. Feelings
of love stimulate neuronal activity in parts of the brain which “light up” on
brain scans. (“You Light Up My Life” was prescient!)
Love can be painful. When love mysteriously ebbs from our
beloved, we feel lost and forsaken. A broken-heart’s soul yearns for the return
of lost love, so poignantly evoked in Shakespeare’s sonnets, Verdi’s arias, the
blues, folk music, and country and western songs.
Our need for love is a deeply felt cri du coeur. The
Beatles' “I need somebody to love" evokes that poignant feeling of
yearning for a soul mate.
The blush of early romance is a magical sensation (“I hear
music and there’s no one there…”), which makes enraptured lovers feel they have
special personal nirvanas.
Lovers often dream of lifelong partnerships of commitment,
caring and companionship, but early passion and romance are not guarantees of
good or long-term marriages. (Even prearranged marriages can be loving and
fulfilling).
Implausibly, millions of individuals area unit currently
looking out for “Truly, Madly, Deeply” love using internet websites, a sad
commentary on our new technological reality.
We are social beings, and bonds of affection and intimacy
are our very lifeblood, emotional equivalents of oxygen and nourishment. we'd
like love from our first breaths in infancy until our last inspirations of
life.
Without love our hearts can ache and atrophy. Without love,
children don’t develop as well and adults are prone to depression and illness.
Without love, our human essences diminish. A life without love is lonelier,
emptier, and bereft of meaning.
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