Commitment is the crucible, where the false self goes to die
* Many illusions of who we are and what we will tolerate stand uncontested until we invest in a lover, a business partner, or a friend. As long as the relationship is desired and endures, the ugly will come. Projection, vulnerability, jealously, are all found here.
* Being promiscuous offers little investigation into what is wrong or could go wrong, with ourselves or our lovers. It certainly doesn’t keep score or receipts. Relationships are a mirror, and often, our lack of commitment makes our self-esteem distorted, rendering us blind.
* True, we have blind spots , but we also have a basement that harbors vehement reactions to hurt. At times, they operate independently and contrary to our intentions and the rhythm we know as our “ego.” How often do we say “that was so unlike me,” only for it to be a link in a reoccurring chain?
* The free-love way leaves enough time and space for the best foot forward to be placed and viewed. It is not a footstep towards the other, or in any direction with purpose. It is fun, not function. Take the road long enough and you find a dead end that is tired of traveling for no reason, wanting a path more meaningful. While some are lost or bored, most want a home, a destination.
The perspective you get from traveling far and wide adds to the mastery required when delving deeper.
Promiscuity for the dilettante, monogamy for the realist.