The
Kiss of Life
“Love
is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand because I love.
Everything is, everything exists, only because I love.
Leo
Tolstoy (Where Love Is, God Is; 1855)
Have
you ever noticed that in fairytales it is always the fool, or dullard, who wins
the hand of the princess? He is usually kind, humble and innocent. There’s
always an opponent who is determined to win the princess to get her dowery, her
castle and her kingdom. He plans and schemes, vies with every suiter, and wins
until the dullard comes along with his golden egg, or his lucky charm, and
without much effort, performs whatever task has been set by the king to win his
daughter’s hand. When the princess provides the obligatory kiss, even though
she is loath to do so, the fool transforms into a prince who is both handsome
and intelligent. The opponent goes away dejected, and the now-willing princess
rides away with the now-beautiful fool.
When
you tell it like that, it sounds ludicrous, right? Yet history is replete with
such scenarios—from Gabriella-Suzanne de Villeneuve’s Beauty and the Beast to
modern-day Prince Charles who ended up with the ugly duckling, Camilla, instead
of the beautiful princess Diana. A gender-role reversal, certainly, but one
that set the stage for his son Harry to marry a woman who was neither English,
Caucasian, nor Royal. The magic that made all of this possible was that kiss
that transforms—love. This is the person they loved, and love will find a way.
As for
those of us who are neither princesses nor dullards, we simply have to find our
magic where we can. I’m told that energy attracts energy; that like attracts like.
But I have found that in most cases our choice of mate is more earthy and less
mystical. We are attracted to others because unconsciously we see something in
them that will allow us to grow and change—to transform our childhood wounds
and fears and become the prince/princess (that is, the whole person) we are
destined to be. Love transforms even the ugliest frog and expands our
connection to our soul.
As
Tolstoy wrote, “Love is life.” The more we love, the happier we will be.
And, the more we love, the more likely we are to get our hearts broken. That’s
the nature of love—it breaks you into wholeness.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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