{"id":8442,"date":"2024-08-14T17:34:08","date_gmt":"2024-08-14T21:34:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/love-the-divine-within-and-how-not-to-break-our-your-own-heart-the-marginalian\/"},"modified":"2024-08-14T17:34:08","modified_gmt":"2024-08-14T21:34:08","slug":"love-the-divine-within-and-how-not-to-break-our-your-own-heart-the-marginalian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/love-the-divine-within-and-how-not-to-break-our-your-own-heart-the-marginalian\/","title":{"rendered":"Love, the Divine Within, and How Not to Break Our Your Own Heart \u2013 The Marginalian"},"content":{"rendered":"

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There are many things we mistake for love \u2014 infatuation, admiration, need \u2014 but there is no error of the heart graver than making another our higher power. This may seem inevitable \u2014 because to love is always to see the divine in each other, because all love is a yearning for the sacred<\/a>, within us and between us. And yet the moment we cast the other as our savior, our redeemer, the arbiter of our significance, we have ceased loving \u2014 for we have ceased seeing the living human being. <\/p>\n

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The Heart of the Rose<\/em> by Elihu Vedder, 1891. (Available as a print<\/a>.)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The tragic part, the touching part, the strangely assuring part is that we have been doing this since consciousness \u2014 that synaptic hammock of yearning \u2014 first crowned the human animal. We have suffered in the same way across cultures and civilizations, and have transmuted that singular, commonplace suffering into some of our most enduring works of art. (\u201cYou think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world,\u201d James Baldwin observed in his finest interview<\/a>, \u201cbut then you read.\u201d)<\/p>\n

Centuries ago, John Donne<\/strong> (1572\u20131631) channeled the complex interplay between eros and the divine, the confusion of it and the transcendence of it, in the most eternal of his Holy Sonnets<\/em>. Composed in his late thirties and published shortly after his death, it is read here by nineteen-year-old artist and poetry-lover Rose Hanzlik<\/a> to the sound of Bach\u2019s Goldberg Variations<\/em>:<\/p>\n