Sunday, January 29, 2006

Question 13

What is love?


At 3:28 PM , Anonymous ArcticAL said...

Besides being a many splendored thing, it is a very complex emotion. Ideally it is self sacrificing and given freely, but every love usually demands somethig in return, even if it is just acknowledgement that the love exists. There are so many different loves - the love of a child for its parents, the love you have for other immediate and extended family members, the lustful head-over-heels love when you are deeply infatuated, the deep and long lasting love between you and your life partner, the love you have for your children and even the love that you have for your animals, possessions, country and surroundings.

Love can convey so many feelings and spark so many emotions within you. It can cause you to hate, to seek revenge, to provide for and protect others, and even give up your very life in order to save others that you love. It can make your worst day in your life manageable if you are with your loved one, and make the best day in your life the worst if it can not be shared with the one you love.

We are not alone in loving. You can see it every day in animals as they care for their young and enjoy the company of other animals and people. We are perhaps more conscious of our love and able to express it verbally and in words, but deeds do speak and animals perform these deeds that demonstrate love daily.

So what is love? It is not an easy question that one can provide a quick, glib answer to. All I know is that it is something that I feel every day, both giving and receiving, and it is something that I cn not imagine living without.

At 8:39 PM , Blogger Kafaleni said...

Love, to my mind, is simple... it is valuing the best for someone else over and above yourself. Someone who loves you back will be looking for the best for you over and above their own needs and wants.

In my email a while back, I had a "forward" from a friend, which contained this thought..

3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

Right now, I'd also love to copy and paste Christobol's "Love Is A Verb" speech, but that's really up to him if/when he gets here.

Love is different things to different people. For a tired mom, it may be her husband doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen so she can rest.
For an elderly couple, it may be him holding the door for her.
At the end of a long day, a man comes home from work, and his kids are in bed, but the 5 year old has left a drawing of her and daddy, and (with help) has written at the bottom "I love you daddy XXXX"
Love from a cat is a lick so you can share the taste of the mouse he just ate.
Love from a dog is bringing back the ball and slobbering on your feet until you throw it again.

So basically.. love is fulfilling someone else's needs.. (except for the animal thing.. that's all about them and always has been.)
They're all love.

At 1:04 AM , Blogger neophyte said...

Yeah, I was thinking of Christobol's love speech, too: Love is a verb.

or alternately, and quite possibly, love is an illusion

At 2:23 AM , Anonymous Sallyacious said...

What ArcticAl and Kafaleni said...

My mother always said love is a choice. Attraction just happens to you, but love you have to choose. Daily.

I've often made the choice to love, in the face of potential (frequently probable) emotional pain. To all of the boys who broke my heart when I was single, I would like to say this:

Love hurts, but it won't kill you. You'll never die from that kind of pain.

At 5:03 PM , Blogger punky said...

Love is what gives meaning and worth to everything in my life ... love of people,
love of animals,
love of nature,
love of learning,
love of laughter,
love of beauty,
love of life.

It is the fuel by which I live.

At 5:12 PM , Anonymous Targetgirl said...

"Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come."

Matt Groening, Life in Hell

At 5:19 PM , Blogger punky said...

or that.

At 8:26 PM , Anonymous djtonyb said...


Baby don't hurt me... no more!

At 8:36 PM , Blogger punky said...

djtonyb ... that was the answer I was actually looking for when I asked the question ... but then everyone answered so poignantly, I followed suit. :)

At 8:44 PM , Blogger Tamara said...

I just want to say-- that song is the reason I did not answer this question. Every time I even considered it, that horrible song jammed itself into my skull.

Thank you.

Whoa-whoa-whoa-who-o-a, whoa-who-o-a, ooo-ooo-ooo-ooooooh!

At 9:45 PM , Anonymous djtonyb said...

punky - a verb was already taken, had to come up with something.

Tamara - sorry, darlin'. You don't know how many times I had to grit my teeth and play that damn song. That and "Missing" by Everything but the Girl rank up there with my all-time pet peeve club songs, and I'm a huge EBTG fan.

At 10:13 PM , Blogger Slyeyes said...

I'm still conducting my research.

At 10:25 AM , Blogger Leetie said...

I'm singing a Howard Jones song

What is looooove anyway?

Love is grabbing a handful of snot from your daughter's nose with your bare hand.

Or maybe that's just stupidity?

At 10:35 AM , Blogger Tamara said...

Leetie, I think that's "just" Motherhood.

At 3:33 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

What's Love got to do with it?

Tina "Turkey Sammich" Turner

At 3:20 AM , Blogger Graz said...

Love just is......when you have it, your life feels grand and it rules everything you do....

When you don't, it still rules everything you do just because you are searching for it.

At 5:12 AM , Anonymous Kaf said...

without a pure love, nothing survives. You can give someone food, water, shelter, & clothing, but they only feed your physical self. Without emotional support, our psyches wither and die.. Humans were created for relationship, and they search for it from the moment of birth. Somedays, the search seems futile, but we keep going, because we want to believe that there's someone out there who cares.

As far of the consequences of lack of love and bonding at an early age, Google "attachment disorders". The consequences are damn scary.

At 11:57 PM , Anonymous Bismuth said...

...'tis not hereafter
present mirth hath present laughter
What's to come is still unsure
In delay there lies no plenty
Then come kiss me sweet and twenty
Youth's a stuff will not endure

- Billy S

At 11:47 AM , Anonymous Boo Augustus said...

Love is the act of not killing your significant other after you ask, "what would you like to do this weekend?" and getting, "I don't know, you decide" for the 43rd time in a row.


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