I just wrote a poetry book as a response to Gary Chapman’s “5 Love Languages” book.
From the reviews I’ve gotten, I think I did a pretty great job.
I wrote this as a sort of artist’s statement:
Love Language a poetic response to the concept of there being 5 love languages. I think there are mostly two kinds of people when it comes to this:
1. The person who hears about love languages and decides which ones they need to be loved in
2. The person who sees that people have different love languages and tries to figure out how to best love the people around them.
In truth it's really a venn diagram.
This book, however, is for a third kind of person. Someone who sees love languages as a foundation to build on or even leap from. It's for what awakens within those of us who expand our sense of self and our sense of love, as a practice. This is for the love that exists in the dance between dualistic and universalized consciousness. This is a book about what it is to experience fuller intimacy as an act of revelation and concealment as the divine dances in and out of our awareness. For those of us who recognize that witnessing divinity is to accept concealment and embrace revelation as the underlying truth of all the perceptions.
I’ll admit the language there gets flowery and waxes tantric in philosophy… but I have a more important admission to disclose:
I have never read this book.
Yeah. I know. Shocking.
But hear me out:
I believe that when Gary Chapman wrote about the concept of there being 5 love languages, it was meant to be so simple that anyone could benefit from the concept just by hearing it. Perhaps if you wanted his in depth take, you could go check out his work. But I don’t think he meant to try to profiteer from his perceptions about how we love.
I have to, because I essentially allude to his work being incomplete when it comes to capturing the essence of how we love. Maybe it’s much more in depth than I could ever expect from the way that it’s been summarized to me. Maybe it comes with a disclaimer that it’s one of many theories of how we love. Maybe it lauds itself as the be all and end all of texts on the subject of love.
Personally, I have no idea. But it feels a bit irresponsible to suggest that I want to take people deeper without knowing if the body of water to which I’m referring is a kiddie pool or an ocean.
If you’d like a preview of the work, contact me.