Here’s Why Love Is the Most Beautiful Feeling

Love is one of the most difficult forms of human relationships, rich in individually unique nuances. The concept of love is multifaceted: it includes love for people (humanism), love for the motherland (patriotism), love for art, nature, travel, parental love, and children’s love for parents. Love is an unusually capacious and ambiguous concept. They love their work, their comrades, friends. Love loved ones, family, children. There is love that’s alive and tangible; it can also be abstract, not binding to anything – to humanity in general, to nature in general. But people’s minds are mostly occupied with the feeling of love between a woman and a man. Poets and prose writers, composers, and artists of a romantic orientation elevated this love to the level of an omnipotent power that rules the course of world history. Of course, one can probably argue with that, but love can indeed become the meaning of a person’s life, pushing aside all other affairs and feelings. Hence the enduring interest in the nature of love feelings, the desire to understand what love is. People are in constant search of a partner, and there are so many media through which people try to meet each other: older men younger women dating sites, dating apps, speed dating events, etc.

Theater, cinema, music, painting, and sculpture give a non-trivial understanding of love, directly forming a culture of love. Fiction that creates a lively, rich, and versatile image of it offers a lot of information, quotes, aphorisms, art, which – when put together – can amount to an unimaginable amount of information. But all this is fragmented; it is more emotional than theoretical.

All the sciences of the world cannot understand the essence of love. And there are reasons for this. Love is holistic, unique, personal in each case. Separate sciences, having “grasped” something common, when caught onto its common manifestations and social functioning, split it into parts, forcibly neglecting the individuality of love, recognizing it as an unknowable feeling that is beyond rationality. It is impossible to imagine a special science of love, at least for now. Therefore, attempts are made to understand the essence of love somewhere between philosophy, psychology, and ethics.

In the broad sense of the word, love is a moral and aesthetic feeling, expressed in the selfless desire for one’s object, in need and readiness for self-giving. The most specific is the love that connects a man and a woman, love, which is a complex set of human experiences arising from the fusion of biological needs, transformed by culture, with the moral, aesthetic, and psychological aspirations of the individual.

The idea of ​​polarization and, at the same time, the attraction of male and female principles is most strongly expressed in the myth retold by Plato in “Feast:” Once a man and a woman were a single being – androgynous. Then they were divided into halves, and now each of the halves is doomed to search for the other to form a union with it again.

But sexual love does not come down to sexual erotic attraction. A man in love needs not just a creature of different sex but a creature that has an aesthetic appeal for him, intellectual, and emotional-psychological value, and common moral ideas. If one of these components is absent, love will not take place or its illusion will arise, which will inevitably collapse, perish. Without harmony, without spiritual closeness, compatibility of characters, true love between people is impossible.

Love has long been considered the most complex of human feelings and not only because the secret of life is directly connected with it. The feeling of love is like a bunch of all ideals, all the achievements of mankind. But along with the ups in love, there are always downs; it is as if split into gaping contradictions, full of endless secrets and mysteries. And one of them is when and how did love arise? Whether a person brought her out of the animal kingdom, from cave life, or it appeared in our lives later on, and it should be considered a product of history, a “miracle of civilization,” as Stendhal said.

We will, most likely, never know the answer, but what we know now is that it is the best feeling in the world and the only one that is worth fighting for.

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Time Business News Editor Team