the physical element by which sight is made possible: light.
she says: Love is not consolation, it is light. (p. 59)
to love is to see.
and to see clearly. plainly even.
no disruptions, to desires, no figments, no fantasy, no lies: to see something as it actually is without the governance of desire or protocol, without imposition, alliances, biases, expectations... without silencing
or dulling the color.
light:
we find the shape, the texture, the angle. the light does not promise we will like what we see. the light does not promise pleasantries. the light does not speak of "likability" and "pleasurability". the light says nothing about preferences.
Love is not consolation... and so love is not about satisfying preferences.
...it is light a new lens given, love is the ability to see reality: unmisted, unobstructed.
2 comments:
I enjoy these ideas, Angela, but the cynic in me doubts the 'reality' of them.
Love is illusory certainly and when 'in love'we see things clearly, at least we imagine we do and maybe that's all that matters.
hi elisabeth- yes. i don't know if i've ever experienced this type of love either. this type of clarity: sight unobstructed by desire...
i'm trying to achieve it with myself as i am doubtful i could ever achieve this with another human being. maybe it is possible, even if only fleetingly, to love one's self this way- to see oneself clearly, without fantasy (especially the negative), without pretense, just AS IS?
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