I'm afraid I lost ardour for the Brexit topic. Maybe I'll come back to it.
The Meaning of Things, A.C Grayling.
I had read this not long before starting to think more about what connection means here. I started to realise the topics that turned up in tango turned up in life. In that respect it was true that, as they say, a journey dancing tango was in many ways like a mirror, a way of seeing life. Where to put then the thoughts on life that came from tango? There is no shortage of topics on tango in The Outpost so the flotsam and jetsam that constitute these thoughts have washed up here in The Intertidal Zone.
In our culture it is normal to say we love our partner(s), parents, children, family, but less common to say that we love beyond that. Do we love more than we believe, admit, or realise? Are we sometimes out of synch with what and who we believe we love and what and who we actually love? Do we love more than we think, just in different ways to how conventionally, analytically, societally, we conceive it? Is this because of the limits of our words and therefore, our conventions?
The Greeks better understood the forms of love. It makes me wonder if our single world "love" means we enjoy fewer rich and meaningful social connections.
No comments:
Post a Comment