Perhaps the riskiest thing we can do is making ourselves completely vulnerable to another. The consequences can be devastating, the rewards unparalleled.
Imagine that you’re an automobile and you have entrusted someone with your ignition key. Your hope is that the better angels of their nature align with yours, while remaining mindful that a portion of the thrill lies in the risk: They can steer you into a ditch or drive you into a forever sunset of earthly bliss. Love is our greatest glory and greatest risk. I have enjoyed decades of glory thanks to a risk I took. Below is a brief excerpt from a relevant essay called The Lovers 12/06/2024:
The lovers woke at dawn to autumn leaves clustered here and there; the scent of a new season in full thrust ushered in evocations of hope. A morning that saw perfunctory movements edging toward the agreed resolution slowed and grew chary; the lovers sensed a thrust of dread assailing them that they had squandered the magic that flowered their glorious conception. And now the lovers stood face to face, their gazes reflecting how, not long ago, they personified love at its most resplendent. Defiance came seeping from every pore of their bodies and swiftly dispersed into the ether; their lungs were finally free of the squalidness they had endured. They uttered nary a word; their bodies expressed every offering, speaking voluminously a language neither had ever heard yet recognized with unmistakable clarity. Their tangled, impassioned forms echoed: You are boundless love and unleashed fury, the thrust of passion and unintended cruelty, the apogee of joy and wistfulness of pathos, the blissfulness of serenity and paradigm of chaos. You are all that there is— every raging storm and calm sea that has ever happened, and I am helpless but to drink it all in because I am nothing without you!
Their lovemaking spiraled to a pinnacle where passion and atonement collide, creating uncommon sensations. “Take me. Please love me,” were the near-breathless entreaties she uttered. He met her at the deepest depths of vulnerability with arms that would never let her go. They surrendered everything they were to one another and prayed their bounties would transcend fulfillment on the way to perfection.
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