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The Nature of Love

In honor of Valentine’s Day I would like to discuss an article I just read for a psychology course. It’s called, “The Nature of Love,” by Harry F. Harlow. It was first published in American Psychologist in 1958. However, I see this as a timeless subject. The article opens with the line, “Love is a wondrous state, deep, tender, and rewarding.” He continues to say, that “the little we know about love does not transcend simple observation, and the little we write about it has been written by poets and novelists.” As a poet myself, who has read a great deal of poetry, I believe this to be very true. Another interesting factoid is that “The word ‘love’ has the highest frequency of any word cited in Bartlett’s Book of Familiar Quotations.”

The article explores how we develop our need for love and Harlow basically believes that our initial love responses are made by the infant to the mother or mother substitute. It is during infancy that we learn the power of how to love. He also says that mothers are most responsible for our primary drives which include hunger, thirst and pain and that we learn how to love through the affection associated with these drives. The mother’s function, he purports, whether human or subhuman or surrogate, is to provide a safe haven for the infant to protect him or her against danger. In fact, he said, that given the situation where both parents are present, the frightened child clings to its mother and not its father.

Harlow did some research and found that baby monkeys in the laboratory showed a strong attachment to the cloth mother over the metal mother. He said that when the infants were separated from their mother and then suddenly saw her, they rushed to her, climbed up, clung tightly and rubbed their heads against her body. The study also showed that whether the infant was breast fed or bottle fed was of less importance than the actual contact comfort. “Love is an emotion that does not need to be bottle- or spoon-fed, and we may be sure that there is nothing to be gained by giving lip service to love,” he said.

He concluded by saying that mothers can be replaced for child care and that women in the working classes are not needed in the home because of their primary mammalian capabilities. He said, and rightfully so, that in the future, which is now, neonatal nursing will not be a necessity, but a luxury which will probably be limited to the wealthy upper class. And now, more than forty years later, this is definitely the case.

Happy Valentine’s Day to you, my beloved readers!

The Month of Love

This month presents a few issues to contemplate on the subject of love – a perfect discussion to fill up the pages of your journal. I will share my entries with you here. It’s interesting to study the evolution of love and relationships. No matter where you live, whether in an urban, suburban or rural area, you can hardly get through February without being reminded of Valentine’s Day. This was a holiday we always celebrated when I was growing up because my father managed a general merchandise store (akin to Woolworth’s) and Valentine’s Day cards and gifts were already displayed the moment the Christmas aisle was cleared. So, my beloved father, was reminded every working day to bring home Valentine gifts for my mother and I. Each year he bought me one of those padded chocolate heart boxes filled with assorted chocolates and a card which read, ‘To My Daughter.’ Even though I knew lots of other daughters cross the country got the same, I appreciated his loving gesture and came to expect it.

Needless to say, I continued this ritual with my own kids, although my husband is not a great fan of this universal holiday when card and flower companies dictate that it’s time to celebrate our love. He believes the commercialization has gotten out of hand and on some level I agree with him. He will make his point by buying me flowers or a card either the day before or after February 14th, but not every year – and only when the whim strikes. That man has always kept me guessing!

This makes me wonder, also, about those who do not have romantic love in their lives. How do they cope with cupid following them around the stores for six weeks after the Christmas season ends?

Yesterday, the New York Times feature an article entitled, “Better Loving Through Chemistry,” which addresses the new way of finding love through internet dating services—which as many single people are well aware, has become an online task. (In fact I have two cousins who found the love of their life through such services.) The article discusses how a handful of dating Web sites are competing to impose some science or structure on the quest for love using various kinds of tests in the selection process. For example, ScientificMatch.com created romantic chemistry via genetic testing. The site matches couples based on certain genetic markers for their immune system, believing that we are attracted to those with different immune systems. Wow. This is amazing. Companies like eHarmony suggest potential matches based on areas of compatibility, such as values, beliefs, important experiences, family background and personal values, which they believe are all predictors of successful relationships.

Chemistry.com, on the other hand holds yet another view. As I think about those I know in successful relationships, I find this to be quite accurate. They say those with decisive, straight-talking temperaments, called ‘directors,’ tend to be attracted to empathetic, intuitive types, called ‘negotiators.’ Spontaneous types, called ‘explorers’ tend to be attracted to their own kind, and traditional pillars of society called ‘builders’ also tend to be attracted to their same kind. Think about this and let me know what you think. (I’m not telling you which category I fall into, but those who know me can probably guess!)

When you think that this is a $976 million annual industry, you realize that people do want love in their lives. So, this year, let’s take the time to bring love and caring into another person’s life, whether it is for a moment, a day or a lifetime.

Happy V-Day!