— Simone de Beauvoir
To Lucasta, Going to the Wars
Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
That from the Nunnery
Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind,
To War and Arms I flee.
True, a new Mistress now I chase,
The first Foe in the Field;
And with a stronger Faith embrace
A Sword, a Horse, a Shield.
Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not Honour more.
— Richard Lovelace
I don’t usually do text posts but there’s something that has really been weighing heavily on my mind. I’d love to hear any response all of you have. It’s about the ‘M’ word.
The ‘M’ word, for me, is morality, so I guess you could say marriage is tied in there too. Most specifically I wonder about the connection of morality to love. Here’s where things get sticky: I’m a christian. And not a show up every other easter, my bible has a layer of dust, christian. I’m a bible reading every night, pray every day, God where are you?, I wish I could find a church that’s not hypocritical, christian. I believe and I practice, though I have not yet found the right group of fellow believers. That may be partially because most church atmospheres remind me of cults. I’m so off topic. Let’s get back to it.
My wondering surrounds this: if God has blessed humanity with love as a good and pure emotion, how is expressing that love physically outside of a legally binding contract sinful? How is loving someone of your own sex in a romantic way sinful? How is loving more than one person at the same time in a romantic way sinful? If God is the source and creator of love, a good, pure emotion, then how is it possible that loving and expressing that love is sinful?
Is it possible that the bible says some of what it does because it was written by fallible humans in a patriarchal, monogamous society? Because when I pray and ask God these questions, I don’t feel him angry with me or disapproving. I just feel a whole lot of love from up above because I care, because I’m searching, and because I want to celebrate expressions of love instead of demonizing them.
— Marianne in Incubus Dreams by Laurell K Hamilton
— from Othello by William Shakespeare
— Nate Pyle