FALLING IN LOVE IN SIX ACTS: A PASSION PLAY - (or what happens when you fall down that longwell of passion over a person, a place, a sport, a game, a belief, and your heart goes boom and your mind leaves town)
ACT 1: LUST - (I think I love you, who are you anyway?) - Here it is, the big “WOW!” the big “GEE!”the big “YESYESYES!” youʼve been waiting for. This is where you ﬁnd something or someone and believe they are better, greater, cuter, wiser, more wonderful than anything you have ever known. Lust isnʼt a sin, itʼs a necessity, for with lust as our guide we imagine our bodies moving the waythat our bodies were meant to move: We can do marathons with our feet, lift weights with our arms, have stars in our eves and do a nifty tango. And you think: I have no need of food. I have no need of sleep. I have no needs other than chewing the occasional breath mint. You are the best thing thatʼs ever happened to me. Probably because you havenʼt happened to me yet. Now I can pass into the next act, so poetically called:
ACT 2: EUPHORIA - (or: oh, yippee, youʼre mine) - You feel funny inside. You feel funny outside. You feel you could do anything and no one would dare laugh at you. This love, you will treasure. You will not put it in the basement next to your rowing machine, treadmill and thermal body sweat wrap. And you will not take this love for granted, because that is the biggest sin of all. And you say: I feel so good, I feel so strong. I feel actually attractive and Icould learn to live with that feeling. Oh, let us sing and dance and eat brown mushy foods lowin fat. Oh, joy! Oh, rapture! Oh, but what if Iʼm no good at this? Oh, I am no good at this. I am a dingy speck on the wall of humanity and look how badly painted that wall is! I am becoming very, very afraid. That must be because Iʼm passing into the third act, called:
ACT 3: FEAR - (also known as: uh-oh) - This is where doubt begins, where the mind comes back from shopping, yells at the heart, binds and gags it to a nice lounge chair and allowsguilt, failure, and remembrances of things past to sit in for a nice game of bridge. This is where you fear what you need most. If itʼs a person you love, you fear appearing foolish in front ofthem. If itʼs a sport, you fear being foolish in front of many, many people at the same time. Andyou begin to think: Oh no, what if Iʼm wrong? What if this stinks? What if my heart has blinders on? Itʼs had blinders on before. In fact it had dark heavy patches all over it. How cananyone love me if I donʼt love myself? I mean, I love myself, there are just parts of me that could use improvement. Iʼm not demeaning myself, I have relatives who do that.
ACT 4: DISGUST - (and the strange desire to eat everything in sight, hide in your room and watch old Gidget movies with friends from high school) - Now comes that unavoidable time when you say to anyone who will listen: What the heck am I doing,anyway? If itʼs a person you love, ﬁrst you only hate their foulest inadequacies, then you start hating their good points as well. If itʼs running you love, you start to hate hills, sidewalks, and bad weather, and soon anything that slightly resembles a bump, concrete or a small breeze. I canʼt believe I ever said I felt this way. I must have been dreaming! Wait, this is no dream. This is a ﬁlm noir movie, and one of those really dark ones too. I mean, this is love? This is what they warn you about when youʼre 11 and naïve? Or 32 and more naïve?
ACT 5: TRUTH - (love is hard work. and sometimes, hard work can really hurt) - Love is a game. If they didnʼt tell you before, we will tell you now. Love is a game and if you play, you either win, lose or get ejected before the game is over. There are no ties. Maybe youʼll lose and learn some great meaningful answer from it all (like if itʼs too good to betrue, it is). Itʼs easy to love something when you donʼt have to work at it. Itʼs harder when it asks something of you, you just might be afraid to give. Give it anyway. The heart is the most resilient muscle. It is also the stupidest. So if this love youʼve found is good to you, hold it, shout about it. If it isnʼt then maybe you should just become very good friends.
ACT 6: THE FINALE - (also known as the big whopperdoodle or the most important part ofthis whole damn thing) - So this is love, as demanding and nourishing and difﬁcult as it can be and as strong and wise as it makes you become. There is something to be gained from commitment. There are rewards for staying when you would rather leave. And there issomething to be said for running up that hill when you would rather slide down it. And so, let love come perch upon your shoulder, and do not turn it away. You do the tango.