What is your personal belief in love
The heading is of course from 1 Corinthians, verse 13 ff., As we citizens of a predominantly Christian-oriented country know of course: after all, a good 55% of us are Reformed or Roman Catholic, although the number of unreported cases can be even higher: In Graubünden alone, the number of residents without any religious information is a good 23%, there are abysses.
But I think that's not that bad at all. Oh yes, belief. My standard source for solid surface knowledge is like Wikipedia and there you can find the distinction between religiosity and belief, the former is defined as the feeling of a transcendent reality and the second usually as being convinced of the teaching of a specific religion or philosophy. Hm. It sounds as if the first speaks to the feeling and the second to the mind. Interestingly enough, "belief" seems to be on the one hand the attitude towards an idea or concept, but also the idea and the concept itself on the other. And when I trace the use of belief, my attitude merges into something with the object itself, so I will to what I am convinced of. To me, “being convinced” means “being convinced”, that is, by believing I am convinced of facts, I have checked facts and / or drawn conclusions from my own experiences. Or I have a strong belief, have no clue, but am just as convinced, just different. With the «facts» basically going the same way. I am always surprised at how much authority people give facts, but the noun comes from the Latin “facere”, which means something like “to make”, so a fact is something man-made, nothing absolute, objective, simply given, that blows every argument: that would be a "date", from "dare". But who do I tell
I believe, I believe in something, I believe you, I am a believer, gullible, unbelieving, metaphysically affine.
For example, I believe in love. Like many others, like everyone and everyone, because if love did not exist as a legitimation for the desire to increase, where would we be? Right, nowhere, we wouldn't exist, at least not in this form. And love wouldn't exist in this form, but there are other forms as well. When visiting the St. Gallen collegiate church, it is worth taking a look up into the dome for this reason alone: love without end, as mother's love, neighbor, enemy and God love, i.e. agape. The symbolization of physical love is missing, but the church was also the collegiate church of a monastery before it became a cathedral, so there was no baptismal font for a long time: why, monks had already been baptized and the descendants of monks had other problems.
Outside the clerical context, there is longing, affection, devotion, adoration, passion, lust, desire, ecstasy, appreciation, connectedness, joy, fulfillment and at least 100 other moons that circle around the planet of love, Venus, if you like.
So we can, chacun à son goût, - as in the bat - choose the love that suits us - and that is useful to us. For me, is love a “fact” or a “date”, has it blown me away without my doing anything, it hissed that the sparks flew, was it a flare, or did I fall in love where it was Fits: Socially compatible, that means «upwardly mobile», my love goal in my social peer group or higher, a good match? Or rather Romeo the pilgrim and Juliet in all their incarnations from Shuhaddaa el gharam in Egyptian to Bernstein's West Side Story to Romeo Must Die with a fantastic Jet Li? Or do I sit on my pillow and let my love float freely? I just love, with no aim, no purpose, no purpose, no recipient. I let go and like with Paulo Coelho in the eleven minutes the bird comes back - or not, then it was never mine.
Letting go then means hope: for a return, confirmation, fulfillment. She dies last, platitude, just like this proverb (probably from Cicero: "Dum spiro spero", as long as I breathe, I hope), but corresponds to our life. We live minute by minute, actually more in the future than in the present, and then hope is the goddess, the gift of Pandora, who gives us meaning for it. On the other hand, hope expresses a lack in the present, a dissatisfaction with the present and the longing for the possibility of an improvement in the future: in the Corona year 2020, the first names Quarantina, Epidemia, Vaccina should actually be for girls and Iso, Testo, Viro and emergency are the most frequently chosen first names for newborns: as beacons of hope, so to speak. Incidentally, the prognoses for the indirect birth rate are surprising: Quarantine and lockdown seem to have had a rather negative effect on the human propensity to reproduce. Just why? Were we too close? But there is also hope that the impending vaccination will help.
So, faith, hope, love, not necessarily in that order, are the poles around which a large part of our life revolves. And at Christmas the circling seems to accelerate, sometimes staggering into it, and then it might be good to sit down, breathe and wait for what may rise. Such reflection grounds, and then I think there is still hope, my love.
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