ABSTRACT
We are supposed to pursue the things we love. It is something bred deeply into our consciousness, half memories of 5 million years of primate evolution and 5 millennia of interactions in communal endeavors creeping toward civilization. Both individual survival and the promulgation of progeny require coupling, communicating, and mating (Bugental, 2000). Love is more than a mere selfish symptom of nature, which Tennyson described as “red in tooth and claw.” Love is the dream as well as the drive, our saving state of grace and the shadow of our despair. In love is the seed of pursuit of such dreams, and the shadows in the nightmares that reflect on traumas past or what dreams may yet become.
