To Save Or Not To Save?

Imagine someone or something that you love very much. Imagine that which you cherish and hold dear. Now, ask yourself, to what extent would you go to preserve that which you cherish and hold dear? How far would you really go? How far can you go? Would there be no limit to your effort to preserve and maintain the one you love?

Whether man or woman, male or female, masculine or feminine there is that within us that seeks to preserve what we hold dear. It could be a child, a relationship, a career, our own body, mind, soul, or spirit. It could be virtually anything. Love, according to our predominant conceptions, seems to be that which cares and takes care, which holds and protects. And yet, in the final analysis there is an inevitable departure; a requirement for 'letting go' also seems to be mandated in the nature of things. We can't hold to a person, place, or thing forever. Our grip eventually grows weak. Or, like water flowing through the gaps between our fingers, the more that we squeeze and try to 'hold on' the more we lose that which we are striving so hard to save.

There is irony in a syntegral universe. There are seeming paradoxes--creative tensions, complentary opposites--which give birth to questions, meanings, and possibilities precisely because there is no definite answer to existence. Sometimes we hold on. Sometimes we let go. Sometimes we fight the flow. Sometimes we go with it.