Am off on a quirky sidebar to the issue of love (what? Tony quirky?...nah, totally normal...maybe).
Tony, like Cassie said to Alma jr. after she said her daddy may not be the marrying kind, and that Cassie was good enough...you may not say much, but you get your point across. And you ain't as quirky as you think you are. Your insights always get me thinking into new territories and pushing new boundaries. Sometimes into places I don't want to or need to go, and you are understanding enough not to push too far. I appreciate that.
We all know that we would admire to be
loved--it's very reassuring, if not flattering. But I wonder how many of us can admit occasional doubts as to our capacity to love, and am not
being sexist, but this may be more of an issue for guys.
I think it is not so much sexist, but the dichotomy of the human sexual nature. Women tend to be more in touch with their feelings, especially their feelings about love; men to be less in tune and understanding about them. Women talk about their feelings all the time, especially with each other; men, especially cowboys, never or hardly ever talk about feelings, especially love. It is why Alma Jr. was so touched, moved to tears, when Ennis asked her if Kurt loved her. It must be the first time he talked to her about love.
There's that old song: "Why can't I fall in love, like any other man....and maybe, then, I'll know..what kind of fool I am." There is the question
of defining your feelings. Maybe sometimes two lovers wonder, how much of this is sex, how much is companionship, how much is making sure
you are not alone. Those aren't love.
It can be a fearful question because we have to dig deep in our souls. Do you REALLY love this or that family member, for example, or is it
because you're supposed to love them?
It took me a long time to learn or understand about love, since I am your typical guy who never talked about feelings with buddies or anyone. I always thought love was what you feel, like in the movies, until I read M.Scott Peck's book "Road Less Traveled" and realized that love is not about feelings, but about actions. It is not lust, but the sexual acts that merge two egos. It is not romance, but the little acts of loving kindness without being asked that make the person feel special. It is not the feeling of camaraderie but the constant watching out for one another, being there for one another. In my opinion, it is not so much about digging deep into the soul, because that means getting into the metaphysical nature of how deep is the soul. But instead, IMO, it is about how much are we willing to do for love, how much are we willing to sacrifice of our own self for the one loved. Would we be willing to drive fourteen hours each way to meet two three times a year, a week at a time? Would we be willing to quit our jobs to meet for just a week, doing what we do every day at the job? Would we be willing to give up everything, even our own life, for the sake of the person we love? These are tangible measures that does not require metaphysics.
Nobody stays "in love" 24 hours a day-you couldn't function. So just a slight further look at our two guys---turning the tables, and wondering
if they had trouble believing they could love, really love, as well as the question, were they loved. There has to be some turmoil in defining your
own feelings, and a small part of the turmoil might well have been for Ennis and Jack, a full, consistent, enduring definition of their feelings
for the other as love.
Although it is out of context, I find a passage from the New Testament appropriate when understanding love:
Those who save their own life will lose it, but those who give up their own life for my sake, will gain eternal life.IMO, it is similar in love, those who seek their own selfish fulfillment will never find love, but those who would give up their own identity for the sake of their loved one will know true love. The key to a healthy long lasting true love relationship is to find a balance between self-denial and self-protection. The miracle of miracles that brought Ennis and Jack together was their being able to build a relationship of trust, of friendship, and finally of love, slowly and naturally, without interference from third parties, without distraction from other temptations, and without external forces that push any new found equilibrium out of balance. Aquirre was the closest to a force that almost destroyed their relationship, when he called them down earlier than planned.
So then, added to Fear of Love, which we know was very real, from our vantage point, maybe, off and on, they did, like so many others, if
they only admitted it, wonder about the real force within them, and whether it could be defined as love.
Aarkghk! Too wordy! What I mean is, did they ever doubt not only the others love, but their own? It would be a very small part of the
equation, but self-doubt as to one's own capacity to love can screw up the works as good as anything else. This isn't going anywhere, but
am always trying for a fuller picture, and I do wonder.
Self-doubt is the antithesis of anything worthwhile in life, and most of all, the nemesis of true love.
True love like Jack's gives confidence to Ennis - bullying and belittling turns away love, while generating self-doubt.
I kinda had it on the tip of my tongue, until you pushed the envelop, Tony, and pushed it clearly out into the open. Where the light of day can show the truth, and burn away the dross. Thanks.