August 26, 2007
Amor como magia en la cultura popular
¿Cuántas veces no hemos escuchado el que se describa al amor como algo mágico? Ya sea el amor como magia, el amor causado por ella, o la magia causada por el amor, desde hace miles de años ambos conceptos han sido intrínsicamente ligados para expresar y tratar de explicar ese misterio de las emociones humanas que sobrepasa la lujuria, haciéndole difícil al poco versado el explicar sus sentimientos, menos aún expresarlos de forma coherente y racional fuera de sí. ¿Será esa la razón que inició la co-dependencia magia/amor?
En estudios arqueológicos y etnográficos se le concede propósitos mágico-religiosos a casi todo aquello que los antiguos daban nombre y/o forma, pero no sabían explicar; como los rayos, los maremotos, el amor…fenómenos naturales que ocurrían fuera de su control. Así se crearon mitos y leyendas, historias de seres sobrenaturales que dominaban lo que no podían meros mortales. En la antigua Roma, por ejemplo, se creó un dios alado al que aún recordamos y asociamos con el romance y el amor; Cupido. Esta deidad era capaz de someter al corazón más frío a calurosas pasiones y obsesiones, transformando al humano que fuese afectado por su magia.
La Real Academia Española define al amor como un “Sentimiento intenso del ser humano que, partiendo de su propia insuficiencia, necesita y busca el encuentro y unión con otro ser”. Claro, esto es solo un intento a una definición estandarizada, pero, le pregunto al que se ha enamorado alguna vez, ¿satisface esta definición lo que han sentido bajo los efectos del amor? Suena, más bien, como una deficiencia innata que deja fuera influencias sociales y culturales, escrita por un observador que ha nacido inmune a sus síntomas.
Por otro lado define a la palabra magia como el “Arte o ciencia oculta con que se pretende producir, valiéndose de ciertos actos o palabras, o con la intervención de seres imaginables, resultados contrarios a las leyes naturales”. Esta definición no satisface el significado de la palabra magia, como ya mencionamos, en el pasado, y hasta “culturas” en el presente, relacionan la magia con fenómenos naturales…por lo que no persigue meramente objetivos en contra de “leyes naturales”…
La misma “cultura popular” liga a la magia y al amor constantemente, considerando a ambas naturales y sobrenaturales, independientes una de la otra, pero a la misma vez siendo una. Estas relaciones se dan principalmente de tres formas: Amor causado por la Magia y/o Acto Mágico, la Magia causada por el Amor, y, Amor como Magia y viceversa.
La más popular de estas tres representaciones es el Amor causado por la Magia y/o Acto Mágico. Ya mencionamos al dios Cupido, aunque si nos vamos a Grecia podemos apreciar la historia del rapto de Helena por Paris, lo cual causó la terrible guerra de Troya que culminó con la destrucción de la ciudad y la muerte de miles. También podemos observarlo en películas y novelas en donde mujeres y hombres van a donde gitanas o brujas para que les hagan un hechizo o poción que obligue a la persona deseada amarles. O tal vez, como en A Midsummer’s Night Dream del escritor William Shakespeare en donde los atributos mágicos de una planta hacen que varias parejas confundan su afecto y que la reina de las hadas se enamore de un asno. Históricamente, podemos hacer referencia a las famosas muñecas de voodoo que son usadas para, no solo hacerle daño a la persona que representa, sino también para manipularla y hacer con ella lo que se plazca.
Aunque es la más popular de las representaciones, usualmente el Amor causado por la Magia tiende a ser el más doloroso y trágico, especialmente para la persona bajo los efectos del acto mágico. Además de ser la forma más condenado por las masas. Los cuentos de este tipo tienden a transmitir una moraleja en la que se advierte contra la manipulación emocional de otros por actos desconocidos. Razón por la cual, creo, se debe su popularidad.
Por otro lado esta la Magia causada por el Amor. Esta no es muy común, pero cuando se manifiesta, es vista con mejores ojos. Como en la novela Como agua para chocolate de la escritora Laura Esquivel, el personaje principal, Tita, a través de sus sentimientos de amor logra crear la magia que transmite sus sentimientos por medio de la comida a Pedro, su amor. También en cuentos de hadas como La Bella y la Bestia se observa cómo el amor de una mujer hermosa transforma por arte de magia a una bestia salvaje en un hombre. Uno siempre termina simpatizando con la persona que crea o desarrolla la magia ya que lo hace fuera de su belleza interior y el amor que siente dentro de sí.
La última representación, pero no la menos importante, es el Amor como Magia o la Magia como Amor. En realidad, esta forma parte de las dos anteriores. Es la que causa de expresiones como, “Me siento en las nubes”, “Es algo que no puedo explicar”, “Son como mariposas en el estómago”…Sentimientos y metáforas que tratan de definir la naturaleza del amor como algo sobrenatural que de repente forma parte de uno. Como en los cuentos de La Bella Durmiente o el de Blanca Nieves, en cada uno las jóvenes duermen tras ser envenenadas por una bruja malvada hasta que el amor llega y con su beso las despierta, cancelando un encantamiento con otro. La Magia como Amor es vista como la más poderosa de todas, y no solo cuando se refiere al amor romántico, sino también al amor filial. Es la más deseada por todos y la mejor vista ya que va ligada al fin de un ciclo, usualmente de dolor y/o inercia, y el inicio de otro, se espera, mejor.
Estudiando más a fondo estas representaciones, creo que podemos apreciar la conexión magia/amor y si le preguntáramos a varias personas si piensan el que una y la otra están ligadas, sus respuestas podrían caer en una de estas tres categorías ya que todavía nadie puede producir una definición satisfactoria para todos de lo que es amor, y su naturaleza sobrenatural no nos puede hacer concebir el que sea algo menos que mágico.
Changes…
Changes…
Current mood:
sleepy
Category: Life
…such a small word that implies so many different things. Still, all its uses involve something no longer being what it was.
From the moment of our conception (who knows if from before) we experience Change. It’s something unstoppable and constant. Because of this we both yearn and fear it. There are Changes we look forward to, like growing up and having life turn out the way we always, or recently, dreamed of, as well as those that we repel, the ones that block our way into getting that which we have always, or recently, wanted.
Brought about by a transformation, the end of one thing and the beginning of another, the sum of something or the lack of that which used to be there, etc…Change can be caused by anything, and at many different levels. Sometimes it’s subtle, untraceable, but it happens. Like, in my present (or should I say past), I just changed the blank spaces in this sentence when I decided to type. Simple, very simple, but a change nonetheless, an act of creation bringing into being a letter, a word, a phrase, a sentence that wasn’t there before.
Yet, other changes are more than noticeable and can change, not only the course of one life, but of many. It all depends on the person/people (if such is the being that applies), the moment, the environment…This mayor Changes usually happen consciously; they entail that a decision or a choice has come into play.
I guess that’s why I’ve been missing in action for a while now…at least absent from the lives of many people I care about. I felt my life at a stand-still, stuck. Subtle changes were no longer what I needed, desired or deserved. So, a conscious decision of altering the course of my life was made, which not only affected the outcome of the months that followed for me, but also for the people that surrounded me.
It was like a trigger. Once you decide that Change, real Change, will enter your life it doesn’t do it one step at a time, one thing first and then another, and then another…It works in all aspects of your existence. And it doesn’t stop. Suddenly I was finishing up classes I needed (even if I still have some incompletes), then I got my own apartment, which came with attachments such as bills, debts and responsibilities that I didn’t have before. I wasn’t used to any of it, and I was worried I would not succeed at my new life, at what I had chosen so I could feel that I had moved on, that I wasn’t a failure.
Work! At first, there was none…and all of a sudden, BOOM! Non-stop. For which I’m grateful because it helped me not worry so much about some of the newly acquired tasks (bills). Plus, all the knowledge and experience I was suddenly acquiring. I’ve been given more responsibilities and seemed to succeed at the completion of them.
My relationships with people Changed as well. I no longer seemed to have time for some and all the time in the world for others. I tried being a good family member, but they too passed to second place. Some friendships became stronger, others almost disappeared.
I’ve Changed so much; the way I think, the way I feel, my environment, my responsibilities…I’m not the RJ I was this time last year. I like the Me at this present. That’s why, even if I would like to say I regret this past months, it would be a lie. I needed to leave some things behind in order to move forward so I could comfortably take them back again, and dispose of the new that didn’t satisfy me. I don’t know if that makes sense…I never stopped thinking about my dreams, my friends, my family…but I learned that sometimes one has to put themselves first in order to move forward. I hope I can regain relationships lost, and forget those that no longer satisfy my desires. To keep on Changing for the better, for my happiness.
So, if you feel stuck. Just stop. Think about what you really want and where you are. What do you think you deserve? Go for it. Everything that should be there to be part of the fulfillment of your desire will be there. It will take a bit of juggling but we all have it within us to achieve happiness. Embrace the Change…even if you fear it.
I guess that now I begin to understand how life can be one big adventure…I just regret to have started mine so late. At least that’s better than never, I guess.
January 8, 2007
Romantic Comedies…A Guilty Pleasure?
Not really. I have to admit I really enjoy them.
It could be because I hope that, someday, I’ll meet a man that will make me feel just like the lead character makes the female lead (and every straight female, bi, or gay man in the audience) feel. Or, maybe, I’m expecting to get through fictional others the satisfactions I am unable to attain in real life. It could also be that I just watch them to remind myself that all I’m seeing is a work of fiction and that, although some things do happen, it’s not reality but an ideal and I shouldn’t feel bad because they are feeding my head and desires with unreal possibilities.
Then, there comes a movie, or a part in most, that happens to have a leading man that reminds you of someone in your life; the expressions they make, the conversations you have had, the moments you have gone through…Crossing that comfortable line between reality and fiction that you had wished to make wider, not transparent…and then wonder, why?
Why don’t we get sequels more often for romantic comedies? What really happens next? Why do they always leave it at the fairy tales’ ending “and they lived happily ever after”? What happens…is there any cheating, heartache, breakup? Has each found the person they would not mind spending the rest of their lives with and just die together from old age? Do any of the people that write, make, perform these illusions go through that happily ever after, or even yearn it like some of us?
I watch romantic comedies, because I like them…they make me laugh and I would take that over tears every single day. But sometimes a good laugh has its price and sometimes that price is being reminded of good memories that make you smile. Memories you just want to repress because those smiles turn into frowns brought upon by other memories which happen to be attached to those that cross the fiction line.
Why a guilty pleasure? Because the frowns do not keep me from watching. Sometimes I even do it on purpose…I yearn to be reminded, secretly (or does this make it openly?), of those feelings that did not only trigger my passion but also an unbelievable bliss…Those I had always heard about in songs, read about in books, watched on TV and movies, but never thought of them as anything other than fiction until they happened. But, I yearned for them…I guess I still do…
So, now I’m admitting to be a hopeful romantic inside that iron box I have succesfully built over the years so no one can hurt me. Too bad I left a little hole to watch where I was going…
So, thank the gods for romantic comedies? Sure. Pleasure through guilt can be very satisfying.
January 1, 2007
WELCOME 2007!!!
AT LAST
2006 IS OVER!
As I told those friends that called me yesterday, “I do not dare eat anything this evening until after midnight. With my luck during this year, I will probably get the one poisoned piece of ham if I eat before the end of 2006″.
I didn’t get food poisoning, so I guess my precaussions were worth it. Even if they were in vain.
My cousin taught me a New Year’s ritual last night (or should I say early this morning). Since it still is the first day of the year, maybe some of you may try it and see if it works:
Get twelve grapes, one for each month of the year. As you eat each, make a wish. The first for January, the second for February, the third for March, and so on until you get to December.
I recommend not too eat too much before you do this because it’s kind of tiresome. Although, if you get grapes without seeds it may be faster, but, where’s the fun in that?
As for me, eleven of those grapes were spent on wishing for a single, rich, straight man that will love me. I later thought to myself, “shit, I should have said that it be someone that I loved back. If this is for real I may get an unwelcome suitor.” *shudders* Then, my cousin was so kind to point out, “well, you should have asked for it to be the same
man as well, now you may get eleven different single, rich, straight men who love you.” Not really something I had thought about, but, could that be so bad? ;P
Anyway, the point of that anecdote; be specific and careful with your wishes…One never knows if this grape thing is true or not, but just in case…
I hope all of you had a great New Year’s Eve and that the year 2007 brings you many happy moments, health, prosperity and love.
May all of you that read this achieve everything that you set your mind to do.
Lots of love,
rj


