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Ken Adachi writes-

I cannot, however, agree with most of Henry’s ten points of advice given below on the male/female dynamic; especially his utilitarian view of the man-woman relationship and the dismissal of the central role of love and romance in that relationship. Love is the central, dominant, and creative force of the universe. We exist because God loves us. God created woman and man to perfectly compliment each other and bring forth the fruits of His creation in this physical reality. We can only be happy and fulfilled in all our endeavours when we fulfil those desires with love in our hearts.

Romantic love IS love. There’s nothing bogus or idolatrous about it. It’s not a veneer for hormonal, biologic impulses alone. When we fall in love, we experience a gladdening of the heart because we have become entwined on the soul level with that person. I’m not talking about people who insincerely say “I love you” for convenience or to be polite. I’m talking about a man and a woman who are in love with each other and feel it to the core of their being. I do not like the casual use of the term ‘soul mates’ in movies or as a pickup line. It’s thrown around like confetti. It trivializes the importance of the soul connection between a man and a woman who are in love. But make no mistake about it ~ it is a soul connection which has ramifications that go far beyond the physical world.

I also don’t agree with the notion of a pecking order when it comes to your wife and God. Loving your wife with your whole heart and soul is loving God with the same level of devotion. We use the word “God” to identify the Creator, but God is not a being outside of us. God is within every single person. The Hindus understood this concept thousands of years ago. “The Kingdom of God is within” said Jesus. Realizing that God is within is the key to seeking God. Yogananda got it right. He called his devotional group the Self Realization Fellowship. Men and women manifest God’s Divine plan by being nurtured into decent adults who follow the Golden Rule. They have fun, fall in love, get married, raise children, and grow old together in a life filled with happiness and contentment. Doing work you like is wonderful, but the greatest happiness comes from living in a home with a loving wife. There would be no divorce, and its disastrous effect on children, if husband and wife kept the love lamp burning strong within their hearts, act in ways that support each other, and avoid doing things that hurt one another.

I love the great romance comedy movies made in the 1930s, 40s, 50s, and 60s before foul language became the new norm. A good movie inspires people and fills them with hope and joy. Romance movies from the Golden Age of cinema, show men and women behaving in a way that is more in tune with decency, rather than the unwatchable mediocrity and vulgar trash of recent decades. Someday, the avant-garde will be the making of clean, decent movies again.

Christopher writes:

Your «Seek Helpmates» hits the proverbial nail on the head. You are NOT alone in realizing these truths somewhat later, rather than early on.

I suffered horribly from «being a romantic» and chasing all the unattainable, yet seemingly perfect «Les Wilis» (spirits). One woman, to this day, regrets throwing out all my amazing, uber-romantic love poems (inspired by her); an action dictated by her confused state of mind, thanks to the bi-polar nature of over-the-top absurd romanticism directed towards newbie feminist hysteria.

Despite a plethora of perfectly good, kind-hearted, helpful, and attractive women; I seemed driven to chase down and capture «the goddess.» Unfortunately, the majority of such «goddess» creatures were racked with psychological issues and conditions, from anorexia to kleptomania, and far beyond – often creating even dangerous relations. It became obvious that society was targeting such people, through indirect as well as direct means.

Talk about giving up one’s innate power?!?

It wasn’t just a somewhat faulty family dynamic that inspired this – it is was plain old programming, like the kind you find on TV. The average dating period, at that time in my life, never went over six months. Sadly, few – if any of these love interests ever remained even friends.

On any and every level, it was all an absurd waste, based on pulling out the dysfunctional threads of problematic family life, followed by the enhanced narcissism and hedonism programmed into a young, open mind.

Even the clothes of the period (the 1970s and early 80s) tell the story. Young men were pushed towards decidedly feminized fashions, with blousy shirts, skirt-like, large bell-bottom pants, and platform shoes; while young women moved either from the demure towards sex vixen outfits (like super short hot pants), or took on masculinized (see: Annie Hall) garb. This was just before the «I hate you – come here-go away», blackened eyes, bitch-vixen look, of the late 80s and early 90s fashions for women. And the Wall Street shark/slime-ball look, in that same following period, for men.

Finally, after «growing up», as well as reassessing the true nature and meaning of manhood, I began to see that the «Babe-age Factor» is quite short-lived, and utility – in the end – actually DOES become the real romance. It took a long time, but, at long last, I can now appreciate and respect ALL aspects of true womanhood, including those that ARE attainable, like; loyalty, exclusivity, trust, honor, faith, patience, charm, and the simple pleasure of just «being» with an important member of that gender that is different from my own… Vive la difference!

Don’t believe it? Just ask my wife of seventeen years.

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