14 February 2013


DON’T TELL MY MOM I SAID THIS, but someone once told me — in the strictest of confidence — that my mother “fell in love every month” until she met and married my Dad. Having waited until I was “mature enough” to get married — only to get divorced a few years later — I guess I can understand how even my Mom could have enjoyed years of fickle feelings before having her heart set ablaze by my Dad. It seems like human nature, especially in the context of relationships in the 21st century.

Of course, once Mom made a decision, that was that. There would be no looking back. Sixty years later, Mom and Dad, both in their 80s, remain true to their vows. . .and very much in love.

Many of our Moms and Dads — members of “the greatest generation” — have enjoyed similar longevity in matrimony. Today, however, with marriages lasting between 6-7 years on average, one must ask if the “Me Generation” is truly unable to keep a commitment. . .about anything.

This uneasy, chronic dissatisfaction is all around us. I was having dinner with a very successful, affluent, female medical doctor a few years ago when the conversation shifted to relationships. “What is it with men, “she rightly asked, “and why is it that you are all unwilling to get married?” She outlined her case against men very firmly, beginning with, “Men don’t want companionship, they want control,” before adding that “men won’t marry a powerful woman with a great career…especially if they make less money than a woman.” 

“Is it REALLY that, Doctor,” I recall asking. “Is it that men are afraid of powerful women? Perhaps so. Or is it that we live in this ‘Me’ centered universe, devoid of loyalty and unconditional love? Could it be that we live in an age where few have the patience, the tolerance, or capacity to forgive — like children forgive their parents on a weekly basis — and that we are living our lives as if life is always greener on the other side of the mountain?”

She seemed perplexed, and we went on like that for hours. Maybe something resonated with her, as six months later she reported back that she had indeed found her man, and was engaged to be married.

Thus, is there anything more beautiful — or maddening — than love? We see it portrayed in movies, television, books and magazines all of the time, of course, but while they do justice to the word in an imaginary, Hollywood-kind-of-a-way, do we really know what the reality of love is?

I wonder.

Yeah, I admit it .. I have cried at the line (“You had me at ‘Hello’,” from the movie Jerry Maguire) EVERY SINGLE TIME I’ve heard it spoken. I think it touches a raw nerve of unfulfilled love within me, and allows a deep and abiding sadness to surface. Is it ONLY because of ‘Hollywood magic’ that this takes place. . .am I being manipulated by the cold orchestrated efforts of the media machine to go see the next Cameron Crowe movie? Again, perhaps.

Yet when this sadness occurs, it highlights that those feelings within me, no matter how glorified or artificial they may appear in Hollywood, do indeed exist. Is it because Renee Zellweger’s character is so willing to accept Jerry Maguire, a man full of vanity and failures and flaws, at his lowest ebb?

If we are looking for love at all, THAT is what keeps many of us in the game .. believing that there is at least one perfect woman/man out there in the Universe. It is the unconditional, the solid-as-a-rock notion that “I will stand beside you always…even when you are broken…” that keeps us coming back for more.

The Chinese have a concept called “Yuan Fen,” for which no direct translation exists in the English language. It is a visual, contextual combination of destiny, tried-and-true effort and, well, luck. Yuan Fen, like so many things Chinese, is a karmic phrase meant to illustrate the importance of fate and diligence in our lives. For a relationship to work, one needs both “yuan,” the fateful, pre-destined meeting of a man and a woman that creates the possibility of lasting love — and the “fen,” or the action of sharing and WORKING toward fulfilling that destiny together.

It is a lovely concept. Since yuan fen acknowledges the deeper meaning of events in our daily lives, it also highlights the need for shared energy and commitment to make “the dream come true.”

The can be no “fen” without “yuan.” Without hard work .. and perhaps a little luck, there can be no yuan fen. This, it would seem, is the part of the equation which alienates those of us in Western culture, because let’s face it, if things get tough in relationships, most of us cut-and-run. 

Our lack of commitment — our unwillingness to stand shoulder to shoulder during difficult times — is probably the simplest reflection of life in the material age, and a society built on instant gratification.

IT IS NOW NEARLY 20 YEARS since my first-and-only wife divorced. We definitely did not experience ‘yuan fen,’ but I love and admire her just the same. She was the bearer of many laughs .. and many lessons. I am grateful to her.

As another Valentine’s Day arrives, I still believe the idea that fate, destiny and karma may deliver my yuan fen to me some day .. if it is meant to be. It is the “eternal optimist” in me. Some of you may think that my beliefs make me naïve. Perhaps .. but I always believe that love will complete the circle .. for all of us.

My prayer is that you will find your “yuan fen” as well, if that is truly what you seek .. and that you will be willing to work for your blessings, like so many in “the greatest generation” did before us.

Happy Valentine’s Day. . .and peace to you all.


Blogger Middle Child said...

I have only now just read this but I can say and we knew when we first met that something magical was at work...it wasn't easy and we did some hard yards - but beneath it all was the knowledge that we had found each other in all the Universe - that seemed the miracle really. I may have been happy enough with someone else but although we went on that roller coaster of highs and lows, it was a hell of a ride - the good thing was that we made sure we told each other... we made each other better people - He taught me to always tell the truth about feelings and to not take shit from anyone - when we met he would not talk about the world of the spirit or death - near the end he was way beyond me probably because the dreadful suffering he endured daily with Quadriplegia... I think that the big problem is that too many adults are childish not childlike and there is a huge difference. Mum and Dad were childlike with each other and us kids - and we were like this with the kids - Holding the wildness in your heart, the silliness and that bit of the devilment really important. I was most fortunate to have had a Mum and Dad who were in love till the end which sadly happened too soon, and to have had a husband the same which sadly ended too soon. An inmportant thing I feel is to always sleep together no matter what...because no matter how bad the argument , invariably in the wee small hours a warm hand will be laid on your shoulder - and if you reach back and put your hand on top - no one needs to say sorry or be in the right...its just life... two different people from two different families trying to keep love alive... thank you for this post - it has made me think.
But the hard part about loving truly is that the parting is so much harder and you are sort of wrecked for any other relationship

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