No Kissing
“I pursued Lena for four years to no effect. I fixed her computer, I ate onion rings because she liked them, I pulled out my funniest remarks, I underplayed how much I wanted her. Nothing worked.
Then she and I had a chance to spend a weekend together. She made it clear that no form of sexual contact was okay. I wasn’t allowed to hold her hand, to hug her, to give her a kiss on the cheek—nothing. Every time the urge to show affection arose, I had to not act. Instead, I noticed my thoughts. And this is what I saw: that I used all those techniques to make women like me. All that weekend, instead of feeling like I was repressing myself, I noticed that those simple physical actions actually dissipated the loving, fun, sexy sensations I was feeling. Without the usual outlet, those feelings just kept running through my body. At the end of this totally platonic weekend, I had never been more blissed out and full of love!
The key moment when I stopped seeking her love was, to say the least, a huge relief. My whole body relaxed. I simply couldn’t make myself believe that I needed a relationship with her, or with anyone else, to be happy. I stopped feeling pulled outside myself, I stopped reaching for happiness where it didn’t and couldn’t exist. I just stopped doing what I had been doing my whole life. As a result, I felt stable and honest and complete for the first time.
I stopped seeking this woman’s love, and I apologized for all the ways I tried to get her to agree with my thought that we should be a couple. I genuinely—and I was shocked by this—had no desire to be with her in a committed relationship, and I felt content with the fact that I loved a woman who didn’t want to be with me that way. Well, the great ironic punch line to the story is that the moment I stopped seeking her love and approval, when I could no longer find a reason to be with her (or anyone else, for that matter), she looked at me and thought, “The freedom that I’ve always wanted—I can find it with Steven. Oh, and he’s pretty cuter And she leaned over and kissed me.
Now, four years later, we’ve been married for a year. And our actual relationship is much better than the one was imagining for all those years.”
Source: I Need Your Love—Is That True? by Byron Katie