It was the time when they loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity. Life would still present them with other moral trials, of course, but that no longer mattered: they were on the other shore.
(Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera)
I like the idea of the life experience as trips to yet another shore. There is such relief in arriving. Adversity comes in waves, and as such, ebbs. Momentarily, we are grateful as adversity always returns.
Maybe it is disguised as a new behavior or as a new suit of clothes. Regardless, to be alive is to meet adversity. In the between times, we once again believe in love’s invincibility and celebrate, grateful for the lull, however long it lasts.
Literally, that may mean moments but it also may mean years. If we focus on where we are, what we do have, and what we are able to do, then we “love each other best.”
We live in the moment where eternal love lies. Its invincibility never doubted.
I believe this means “radically trusting” one another, as Amanda Palmer points out: “When you radically trust people, they not only take care of you, they become your allies, your family.”
Love of self takes us to another shore where each of us finds our way to radical trust.
For me, it is accepting impermanence, even finding comfort in it. Everything I experience is temporary; no person, place, or thing lasts. I love no less because no-thing lasts. I love more for the experience of it.
For the rest of my life I will find myself on other shores, delirious upon arrival, adversity at bay–for the moment.
Accepting that no-thing and no one stays frees me from seeking a security that does not exist. All is mine to experience, to love for all I am worth, but none is mine to keep any longer than the moment allows.
My radical trust in all sentient beings is not yours nor should it be. It is for you and me to meet on some shore, to love each other best in all weathers.