are faeries capable of love?
A wonderful question. But it's much more difficult to answer than you might think. First we must define Love, and that, dear one, is something that has confounded humanity for time out of mind.
To make things a bit easier, let's return to some distinctions I've made in the past.
There are several categories we can place some of these featured human experiences into. These are: Emotions, Sensations, Thoughts, Ideas, Memories, and Imaginings.
Emotions are quick. Fleeting. Born of chemical and physical responses they last a few minutes at most on their own. When you experience anger, that doesn't mean that you are angry. When you experience sadness, that doesn't mean that you are sad. But emotions rarely come on their own. Often times you experience multiple emotions at once, or one after another. Sometimes the same emotion again and again, or other times it is different emotions all tangled up.
Sensations are physical responses of the body. A sensation of hunger, a sensation of nausea, a sensation of wind on the skin, a sensation of pain from a skinned knee. We also have a sensation of sight. A sense, a sensation. Sense organs all over our fantastically complex bodies feed us all kinds of information constantly, whether we are aware of it or not. A sense of balance, or a sense of danger, or a sense that a person is "Wrong" somehow are all sensations fed to us by our various sense organs and interpreted by the mind, even though we don't always understand their origin or purpose in the moment.
Thoughts come next. Thoughts are complex, made up of memories, ideas, and imaginings. Things we have seen and done and sensed in our lives. Things we can conjure into existence that did not happen or do not exist in our physical world. And all the countless combinations and processes we can put to work in our minds to find solutions to whatever we are faced with. These are thoughts. Experiences crystalized in memory, imaginings woven from all we know into new forms, and ideas that we can build wonders from.
Last of all is Feelings. Feelings are some of the most complex things imaginable. Cascades of emotions and sensory sensations to experience along with all kinds of thoughts and ideas. Feelings are the things we know in the long term. They often contain emotions, or cause them, but they do not need them. You can have feelings without having emotions.
Love is one such feeling. Emotions such as Intimacy and Passion are some of the most commonly found in the makeup of Love. Passion to truly like and be interested or even excited about a person, not necessarily in a sexual or desiring way, you can be passionate about anything you truly enjoy or are interested in. Intimacy in this case refers to a closeness, a desire to be open or transparent to someone, to leave oneself vulnerable to them, to have them know you as you know yourself.
Sometimes you will find other emotions such Desire or Care. Desire is a powerful one, it can come in many forms, though one of the more well known ones are desire for power, or desire for the sensations that come with sex. Care is different, care is an emotion that drives us to want to be there for someone, to protect them, to provide whatever we can that they need or want. Care is an emotion of devotion to another's well-being.
But there are other things involved in Love as well that are not emotions at all. There is Understanding, or a willingness to learn how to understand. There is often the spark of novelty and challenge as we find ourselves challenged to be our best selves in thought and deed for those we care for. Some experience the sensations of sex and the emotions that come from it, and a large number even enjoy it.
Above all, however, is the inclusion of Choice. To make the choice to act upon emotions we might have, to experience, or not to experience, sensations we might have a desire for. The choice to look and learn to understand a person who is not us and in many ways is nothing like us, a totally separate person. A choice to look at a person and see them as they are, flaws and virtues in one being, all the strangeness and beauty inherent in the physical bodies that we humans have. Not a perfect being who can do no wrong, nor a wretch who can never be good no matter what they do. A person, complex and utterly fluid in nature as we ourselves.
And we must choose, for that, you see, is Love. Choice. Making the choice to care and to understand, making the choice to act upon emotions and sometimes to encourage those emotions further, prompting more. Love is like a dance, moving in time to music that is ever changing, ever evolving. You must use all that you have to see how your next step in the dance should go. And if you misstep, it is the choice to keep dancing anyway.
But every dance has at least one other. Another who also makes a choice. The choice to care or understand you. To act upon emotions or sensations. The choice to be intimate and vulnerable with you. Love is just as much allowing those you care for to choose as it is making your own choices. This is why they sometimes say to let love go, in the hopes that it will return to you and be yours truly. They speak of the choice that the other must make.
It would be foolish to assume there is only one way that love appears to all who experience it. Love is different for each, containing different emotions in different combinations, wildly different thoughts, sensations of all kinds. It is a feeling of many faces, but choice is always at the heart of love that is true. The choices a parent must allow their children as they grow older, even if those choices may lead to mistakes or sadness sometimes. The choice that ever true lover has offered to another, the freedom to consent or not to as they will, and the choice to respect their choices. The Choice to form bonds, connections, with others for no other reasons than the fact that you are passionate about them or intimate or care for them. Friendships can be a powerful form of love when they are true.
There are other feelings that are very close to love, but do not contain the Choice. That do not understand. That only mimic, or act out of desire for control or for sex. Feelings of intense intoxicating passion that blinds the eyes and muddies the waters of reason. Many of these feelings, though they can masquerade almost perfectly in Love's place, are poison to the soul and mind, and all who endure them whether knowingly or not, are slowly slowly broken by them. Without the gift of choice, the choice of caring for another, and at least a desire to understand if not understanding itself, then it is not love...
But your question was not of the nature of love, it was whether the Folk were capable of love, and I say... yes. They are.
It matters not if their emotions are nothing like ours, or if they are similar but different in strange or intense ways. The most vitally important aspects of what Love is, are not bound by emotion, though they are often reached by means of emotion.
Even still, it is likely that the Faeries do have emotions that are the same or similar as the ones we need. Many have care for those in their charge. Human pets, or a favored slave, or an adopted (usually stolen) human child. And it's undeniable that a good many certainly seem to feel some kind of care for their own children, most of the time.
They also are fully capable of intimacy, as many a mortal lover or a faerie friend can attest. A closeness, an openness. However it is difficult to truly gain this, as their entire people and world seems to be that of a silent game, searching for weaknesses and playing with courts as one does a chessboard. Ruthlessly removing any opponent from your path as you aim for your goals. Deceit without lies, words that are twisted, and hearts that have become cruel or delight in pranks of the mean-spirited kind. It would be a dangerous place to allow for intimacy, and it would take a great deal to convince someone to let you know them.
And thus Understanding too takes time. Fortunately the Folk have time without end to grow close, to understand, and to care. Even sometimes for humans. But many miss that single vital element without which love cannot even be. They make all kinds of choices of their own, but they neglect to allow for the choices of the other. And thus, it is not quite Love, though it is close.
Bewitchment, illusions, deceptions, threat of force, intimidation, even torture... all have been used upon mortals and even other Fae to coerce them into something like love, but is not truly Love. And often enough, the victims do not ever realize the truth of the matter, and are happy enough with their lives ever after. Sometimes both the forced and the one forcing will make excuses, justifications, convincing even themselves that this was best. And yet, it is not Love.
Yes, the Fae are certainly capable of Love. And they do Love truly, but more rarely than Humans. Though rare too is human love, it is more frequent and true than you might believe, more real than many understand, and more elusive than any would hope. All are capable of Love. Human, Faerie. But they don't always choose it.
Love is not blind, yet people are swayed so often by that which masquerades as love, and so they say that love is blind, never truly knowing that what blinded them was not love at all, but poison.
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Can you feel this?
It is so creepy, when you think about it, to be born into a suit of meat and bones, into a three dimensional world that is itself a slave to time- it really should be terrifying. And so our bodies produce hormones that delicately intoxicate us against the metaphysical horror of physical existence. But I personally have come to believe, that the greatest force fighting (and conquering) this fundamental terror is love. I believe that love is the glue which holds the material universe together. I believe that in the future, our scientists will discover that “Dark Matter”, is, infact, love.
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