The game, as you all know is really, He Loves Me; He Loves Me Not. Its origins date back to French culture, circa 1820, where someone (usually a woman) tries to determine whether the object of their affection reciprocates those feelings. The original engraved illustration of the photo below was published in 1820 and is titled The Decision of the Flower.
As if relationships were just that easy.
Love is not a foreign language but sometimes it sure seems like it, doesn’t it? Some say math is the universal language, but since I don’t do math very well, I’m sticking with love as the universal language. Maybe the problem is there are just too many dialects.
Love is not a black or white emotion. And why should it be an all or nothing proposition? Aside from the French, the Greeks had a good handle on love. With the unconditional love of Agape; the intimate love of Eros; the brotherly love of Philia, you can see there is version of love to fit almost any situation. For a more in-depth summary of these lovely nuances, click HERE.
The nuances of love are as varied as shades of gray. Why do we resist the emotional subtleties and vagueness of the language of love? Love is at the heart of most all our relationships in one way or another. And these relationships can morph back and forth from one nuance to another…sometimes within a matter of seconds!
So, my thought isn’t whether he loves me or loves me not, it’s more a question posed my the more optimistic, whimsical version of the game…He Loves Me, He Loves Me LOTS!
How’s that for positive thinking!