Or "A journey – part four: coming home"
If you read some of my earlier posts you will see that I have a thing for a mermaid. The mermaid is a figment of my imagination. It was fed by very real facts as in huge obstacles between two people: religion, geography and marriage. It is, actually an idea of love that can be traced all the way back to the romantic era: we want love to be so strong that it can overcome all obstacles. Earlier there may have been some reason for this idea, just because there were actual obstacles to overcome, like war, disease, religion in a world that wasn't secular. I have mentioned this problem with our way of thinking before: ideological incoherence in time. When we insist to see ideas or feelings in the light of an era long gone, it makes sense that it loses its meaning. If love has to overcome almost impossible obstacles in order to prove its strength and worth, most loves in a postmodern welfare society must seem meaningless.
Maybe this thought can be traced as far as to why so many of us seem to cling to relationships that seem doomed from even before they were, due to the thought that if love can conquer in this constellation then you never have to doubt the value of that love ever again. I have recently begun to think, though, that this might be a trick of the mind. Relationships that seem to have a lot of problems may not be enriched with more meaning than the relationship between the two, that never wanted anything but each other and who live a quiet life maybe passion less but also without trouble. When so many of us are drawn to the dramatic relationships, it could be because these have more spark, more passion or more excitement. I am thinking that it may be a question of point of view: the lower the lows; the higher the highs.
If you are in a relationship with someone like the mermaid, you will frequently experience deep, unconditional, wild and powerful love and passion. On the other hand these feelings may turn to hate in a matter of seconds without you ever realizing whatever went wrong. Thus he may take you higher than you have ever dreamt if going, but he will also leave you coldly, claiming that it is your fault that he hates you. The fact that he will bring you to the lowest of lows, makes the higher seem higher. You remember that cold, lingering feeling of loneliness and self loathing that he left you to – and when he returns to take it all back you seem to reach a even higher place; a truer love. But this is the optic delusion: the high isn't really that high, you are just looking way down in to the depth of the low.
The relationship I am in is nothing like this. We may not have deep and meaningful conversations on a daily basis. We may not even have passion that often. But he is there and he isn't going anywhere. I think I may have tested him in every shape, angle and size I could make up a test for his commitment, and he is still here, loving me unconditionally. It may not bring me into the clouds, but it doesn't bring me to the deep lows either. It is truly unconditional.
I told him of the mermaid some time ago. He knew already and had forgiven me before I said anything. Even more so, he had forgiven the mermaid. He may not know Soeren Kierkegaard or care much for philosophy and religion, but when it comes to life, he is so much wiser than me and the mermaid together. We know nothing; we just wrap our ignorance in pretty words and create a fragile beauty. He does not use that many words and sometimes he appears less than thoughtful, but his actions show a thoughtfulness and wisdom that I can only dream of obtaining.
This is the love of real life; no obstacles, low highs and high lows. It is that he will be there to kiss me goodnight every night and lend me an arm whenever I ask. He will let me fly off and let me stay in. He has room for every aspect of me. Obstacles are removed by respectful dialogue instead of being blown out of proportion by big tempers. He says he loves me even when he is mad at me. For all these reasons and many more, he deserves my love, my respect and my loyalty. This is the love of real, contemporary life. There is not that many obstacles to overcome; only the ones of your mind.