“If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation.”
― Osho
The need to say this by Osho indicates that one's impulse when feeling love is to possess.. so what is love about? Is it a desire to possess? is it a desire to appreciate, and cherish and elevate? is it both? (which many times can't actualize).
Is the type of love that leads one to want to possess different to that which leads one to want to commit subservience for the sake of the beloved? If so, why do we still refer to these different types with the same word: "love"?? — DP Brah
Love is merely a means of fooling the human brain into reproducing. — intrapersona
Too narrow a definition. What of parental love? Fraternal? These too can lean toward possession/dominion or not. — javra
Besides, in the sexual type, there’s the proverbial whamo-over-the-head-with-a-club of cavemen verses the mutual-this-and-that version; both types of guy can utter the words of love to partners. Furthermore, both versions can result in reproduction; and both can result in the father sticking around for the new brain (though the new brain’s mother typically gets treated differently by each). Then there the whamo-over-the-head guy that mimics the mutual-this-and-that guy but isn’t (players I think these guys are called; fakes to be more clear about it). So there’s something to be said about the difference between possessiveness in relations—replete with emotions that lead to offspring—and what is intended by the term love, which sometimes leads to no offspring at all.
Which isn’t to say that I can’t emphasize with the given quote. — javra
Spewing off random thoughts, never got that whole detachment doctrine of Buddhism, which is a belief that upholds love to be a good thing. Love is a form of attachment, regardless of what one loves—even if we’re only talking in abstract terms. Must be something lost in translation between East and West. — javra
This is love. I have seen it in the dimly lit halls of the hospital, soft words spoken, followed by an embrace of tears between loved ones, that love the person in the room, alone. Love is not just joy but also sorrow. It incorporates the whole range of emotions not just the positive alone. Love is expressing honesty without threat of injury. Love is rarely seen at the Alter in the house of God but rather will be seen much later, when the one you love is actively losing a parent to death. Love is the acceptance of other's faults knowing that the good in them out weighs the bad. Most of all, love is what you feel for yourself first and then share with others.To care is to be concerned, to be passionately involved, to take pains. This is love, isn't it, to take pains? Not to seek pains, that's silly, but to accept them. To pay willingly the price of existence. — unenlightened
I wonder if it is clear that possession is founded on and an increment of detachment? — unenlightened
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