The Coyness of Love
In our current form we long to be loved, to love, and avoid the opposite of the same object. In this desire, we are cautious – what if we encounter deception, from another, from ourselves. We need weaponry. We need defenses. Yet, when we begin to gain our confidence, we exhibit coyness. For our own protection, but also, as a test to the suitor. We are valuable after all, and won’t succumb so easily, regardless we wish to.
Though, there is danger in this ploy. The danger that the welcomed suitor mistakes our coyness, our purposeful courting, as ignoring, or worse, a repellent. The dynamic is delicate, testing, egos, hearts, are all on the table. We trust that the intelligence, or more likely, the intuition, of our love interest to recognize this for its intention.
We are after all, part of the animal kingdom, and to witness the courting of other species is to be aghast at the physical brutality…the natural selective process of evolutionary survival…yet, how are we different? We are not. Our coyness, our brutal processes, are not dissimilar to those of other creatures.
What is different, at least from our perspective, or rather, our hope, is we perceive a love without the physical. The physical being the most base method of expression, with coyness as a necessary defense. Yet, our soul seeks the eternal, not the ephemeral. Our soul seeks the confidence, not the coyness. The secret is to embrace the soulful counterpart, where the coyness is unnecessary.
