Love at First Sight?
Twelve senior girls + Their Eyes Were Watching God = heavenly discussions
Today I opened class by asking, “Do you believe in the possibility of love at first sight?”
Most spoke eloquently against an instant love perspective. Love doesn’t come from looking but from living. “OK, then,” I countered, “What about recognizing a potential soul-mate at early glance – feeling a sense of fated possibility? Or do we simply approach this as a literary construct – the stuff of Romeo and Juliet.”
“Don’t we create the factors for these ‘fate’ experiences?” one girl responded. “If you meet your soul-mate at onset of a charity trip to sub-Saharan Africa – well, you both signed up for that kind of trip . . . ”
I liked her logic – and I’ve lived her logic — of choices shaping our private destinies. But I’m still struck that three quarters of the class immediately dismissed “love at first sight.” If you had asked this question to twelve of my closest girlfriends from high school, I know this ratio would be reversed – I know because we talked about this topic A LOT.
For all the pragmatics of “find someone and make it work” that we hear from male general authorities, I grew up believing in the magical glance (as personified by Mr. Darcy’s eyes). While my own love story didn’t (really) resemble this – and while I believe there is potential danger in this magical thinking – I still absolutely believe that souls can recognize each other at some extra-sensory level. Is this religion, mysticism, Austen, or Disney speaking? I don’t know . . .
Do you believe in love at first sight?