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Limerance, Love and the Forever After
By Sue Van Der Hout
Co Founder, iBLOOMLive.com

Dating in the real world is truly mating in the wild. It is a haphazard chemical, anthropological, sociological experiment on a mass scale that still works – we mate, date and continue the race. It is a dance of uncertainty and hope that makes life sing.

The pursuit of love is a genetic, hormonal, behavioural, experimental free for all that leaves all of the participants breathless, confused and opting for more. Why we all aren’t heavily sedated during the arduous journey from win, to set, to match is much less obvious and far more byzantine. Women’s brains marinate in estrogen. Men are pumped by testosterone. And we all know what happens when unstable chemicals mix. Women are hardwired for gathering.  Men for hunting.  But consider modern dating: Who’s the hunted and who’s the huntee?  Who wins when worlds collide? Is marriage still the big win? Or is the object of the mating game to continue on as bouncing free radicals until there are no more cheeks in the seats in the game of musical chairs?

Psychologist Dorothy Tennov coined the term "limerance" in 1997 to connote the nature of romantic love.  It is one of ecstasy, sexual fantasy, desire and physical attraction; what Wikipedia defines as the "involuntary cognitive and emotional state in which a person feels and intense romantic desire for another person, the limerant object".  It’s one of "intense longing", "fear of rejection", "acute sensitivity"; "a general intensity of feeling that leaves other concerns in the background".  Living love large is taking a fall, breaking a heart, laughing, crying and howling at the moon, sometimes with joy, often for mercy, the ultimate game of survival. 

Stories from Our Black Books tells the how.  Read it, go see the play as it criss crosses North America, Then, share your quest and the wisdom of age with iBLOOMLive.com by writing svanderhout@girlphyte.com.