For a long time, I have been thinking about the meaning of love. Many of us use the word a lot. Sometimes, we use the term to describe what we feel as parents - that amazing connection which occurs for most of us. Sometimes, we use the term to describe that combination of lust/desire (Eros) we feel for someone with whom we have or are developing sexual/romantic/lustful feelings. Sometimes, we use it to describe that enormous sense of gratitude for and closeness with another person who we think of as a non-romantic friend. We even use the term to describe our relationship with a certain food, a pet, an inanimate object such as an article of clothing, a house, a car, a sunset or something we think is particularly fun, attractive or, in some way adds a lot to our life journey. We also use other terms, such as hate, to refer to people, things and situations.
There seems to be a paucity of words in the English language to describe that variety of emotions, although to be fair to the English language, it is not as bereft of subtleties as our use of it would often indicate. The Greek language has four words to make the distinction: agape (spiritual love), Eros (passionate love), philia (mental love) and storge (affectionate love).
Spiritual teachers and philosophers have often suggested that true love (of all types but especially that between or for people) to be valid or real needs to be unconditional. It is an action and not a reaction. It is an acceptance of what is and not what we want, expect or demand. Most of us wince at hearing that a parent has disowned a child because of their addiction, their sexual orientation, their religious affiliation or their political affiliation Some of us have been shocked or greatly disappointed to learn that the forever love of our partner/spouse was conditioned on us earning a certain amount of money, maintaining a youthful appearance, or being physically abled. I certainly know we parents can fall into the trap of expecting our children to be a professional person or to dress in a certain way. We may inadvertently communicate that our love is dependent on them following our rules. Obviously, often our children do not follow our rules or adopt our beliefs. My friend, Doug, recently wrote about the fact that his teenage son often explores his gender identification by dressing in different costumes. Doug and his wife are very supportive of their son's exploration. Many parents would not be as supportive. Some of us have been shocked to discover that we have biases and prejudices which we thought we had permanently burned with the trash; prejudices and biases which affect our ability to care about or love another.
As a parent I have had to confront the fact that I had/have many expectations of my son. Of course, I am too "enlightened" to say that my love of my son is conditioned on him fulfilling those expectations. Yet, over the years I have found feelings of resentment, disappointment, and fear regarding my son's choices. At one time, I thought that as soon as he reached the age of 18, I would be able to more easily just love him and be supportive or at least not be critical of his choices. Well, the truth is I wanted to just be present in love and honor his life journey, but I kept coming up with "concerns" about his lack of health insurance, his money management, or any number of concerns which any loving parent might have. Right! Wrong! Spiritually I knew it was and is his journey. He has a right and even a moral obligation to take ownership of his life journey. I, as a parent, have a "right" and an obligation to honor his decisions and consequences of his decisions. If I choose to help him financially or in some other way and he accepts that help that is fine. It certainly has never been my intention to “blackmail” him into having to earn my love by behaving in a way which seems best to me. Yet, my behavior may have left him with that feeling.
At some point I "knew" that in this brief life journey, I am only responsible for how and when I love. If I make my love dependent on how another person, company, or the universe responds then I am making choices based upon my expectations of what I will receive as a result of my action. That is not love. It sounds more like a business contract. I will give you love if you give me “x”.
Unconditional love/loving for the purpose of loving seems very simple. All I need to do to enjoy a peaceful life is to just show up with love. Other people or the universe will do whatever they feel or think that they need to do. Their decisions have nothing to do with me although they may affect me. If, for example, someone slugs me because they think (are fearful) that I have romantic or sexual feelings for their spouse/partner my only responsibility is how I choose to respond to their fear. Being human I might get angry or slug back or I might be in a very spiritual space that moment and respond with love. No matter how I respond, I want to practice taking responsibility for my decision or reaction and, I want to do that with love for myself as a human.
Well! Mercy me ! I have been practicing loving without expectations for a very long time and I have been guiding, coaching others in their efforts for a long time. I "should" be very good at this. Right? The truth is that in some ways I am good at this. As soon as I start to feel a resentment or, in any way, to blame others or the universe for how I am feeling the healthy part of me "knows" better. My goal is to non-judgmentally just notice what I am feeling or thinking, i.e. "Jim, isn't that interesting. You are unhappy because so and so (person, universe God) is not behaving the way you decided that they should." I do not say "for goodness sake, you should know better by now. I am going to take you to the woodshed". I just notice. At least that is my goal.
I recently closed my business and moved a 1000 miles to another state where I know few people. Friends and acquaintances have been enormously kind and supportive. Yet, at times, I find myself expecting them to have the time and energy to constantly reassure me of their love (I certainly would never say that to them). I do not want to feel lost or lonely. Do I expect them to be responsible for what I’m feeling by calling, writing, or visiting when I need nurturing or cheered up? Surely not! I am at a stage of my journey when I know more clearly than I ever have ever known that nothing and no one keeps me from being peacefully present. Yet, I question why someone has not called or written. After all, I wrote them an hour ago!
I continue to discover that I am still a work in progress. I have been given many new opportunities to practice love - love which does not ask for nor expects anything back; love which stands on its own as an action and not a reaction.
Just hours ago, I rewarded myself with a smoothie in Starbucks. There was a man there who was talking very loudly on his cell phone about his videos, lectures and workshops. He even mentioned how much he charges while seeming to brag how little he paid for some technical support. Listening to him I was not thinking, “Oh my. This man must have experienced a lot of pain to feel such a need to prove his importance.” I was not thinking, “I wonder if he is so loud because of a hearing problem despite his apparent youth.” I was thinking unkind, judgmental thoughts. Yet, I quickly “knew” that by judging him I was avoiding that part of me which at times in my life has acted on the basis of my own insecurity. Despite that many people have treated me with love and support. I had no idea of what this man truly felt or what it was like to be him. I “noticed” all this to myself as well as the fact that an hour earlier, I had been working on this blog about unconditional love and, yet, I fell into the trap of judging this man which, in fact, was judging that part of me which can be very needy of approval.
As I said, I have made progress in recognizing how difficult it is to love unconditionally but, I have much left to learn. There is no danger of anyone, least of all me, mistaking me for a Buddha or Christ or another totally enlightened person. I am a work in progress. We all are. The more I am willing to accept that the more I will be able to love.