A
Different Kind of Love
“Learning
to love differently is hard,
love
with the hands wide open, love
with
the doors banging on their hinges,
the
cupboard unlocked, the wind
roaring
and whimpering in the rooms
rustling
the sheets and snapping the blinds
that
thwack like rubber bands
in
an open palm.
It
hurts to love wide open
stretching
muscles that feel
as
if they are made of wet plaster,
of
blunt knives, then
of
sharp knives...”
Marge
Piercy (To Have Without Holding)
When
we take the oath, those of us who are allowed, to commit ourselves to
another, we say those words, 'to have and to hold until death do us
part'. Taken literally they are ominous; they seem to mean
possession, ownership. This is mine to have and hold on to forever.
When we are in the newness of love, they are easy to say—sweet
even. But years down the road, these same words become obstacles to
relationship. How many times have I heard in the therapy room, “You
do not own me! I am not your property!”
Love
flourishes in an environment of freedom. When a person can love
without clutching, love and let go, the sweet breeze of liberty
enlivens. Then we can be committed to another because we want to be,
and not because it is demanded. The kind of love that says, 'you must
always be with me, you must never turn away', begins to feel, after a
while, like bondage. Even when we love someone, we find ourselves
pulling away, feeling claustrophobic, and trapped. The desperate need of
another for constant attention is the best way to kill the
feeling of being in love.
How
many of us are able to 'have without holding'? It doesn't come
naturally, or easily. Fear gets in the way. Fear and faith are polar
opposites. When we have faith in a relationship, we can open our
hand, release our grip, and allow our bonding to be a privilege and
not an obligation.
In
the spirit,
Jane
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