This was the theme of our Monday evening workshop with Roger Harrison this week. One of the questions I asked myself (and heard others ask) is “What do we mean by love.”
I think we need to take that question seriously, to have a dialogue to see where it leads us. So, this is my attempt to start on online dialogue about love in organizations – love in the workplace.
I went to C.S. Lewis and his book “The Four Loves” as a place to start. I thought it would be simple, a little explanation of how Lewis distinguishes “Need Love” from “Gift Love” and then perhaps a paragraph on each of the four loves: affection, eros, friendship, charity. (You can find a simple explanation of this book on Wikipedia
here.)
And then a question: How do these loves relate to that idea of “Love in Organizations”
But I got stopped because my memory of what Lewis called “Need Love” was faulty. I thought he simply disparaged need love as a hunger, a craving to be loved, and not love at all. In re-reading the introduction, I learned that Lewis also thought he would be able to “write some fairly easy panegyrics on [Gift Love] and disparagements of [Need Love]. Reality, Lewis found, is more complicated.
While Need Love can be “a tyrannous and gluttonous need for affection,’ it is also a form of real love. It is not selfish for a child to turn its mother for comfort, Lewis said, nor for an individual to crave the company and affection of fellow humans. We need each other. A lack of Need Love, Lewis said, “is a bad spiritual symptom, just as lack of appetite is a bad medical symptom, since men really do need food.”
And so as I think about this I think I have a habit of denying my own Need Love. Asking myself “Why,” I come to the conclusion my behavior is grounded in fear. Fear of loss of control, fear of openness, fear of vulnerability. These fears are justified, in a way. Like an amoeba sending out a pseudo-pod, I test reality. If I find my environment to be too acidic, I pull back. If my openness and vulnerability are not acknowledge, I retreat. I am (perhaps) overly sensitive to a poisonous environment.
So, here’s a question: What would happen if I could learn to live openly, vulnerably, in the midst of all that acid?
Hmm. I may have strayed off topic here. Still, proceed at your own risk.