I Loved the Nicole Kiss

I Loved the Nicole Kiss

  • I didn’t watch the Emmy’s on Sunday night, but I did catch a few highlights the next day to see who had won and hear if there was any great inspiration that was shared in the speeches. One moment that caught my attention was actually the brief kiss shared between Nicole Kidman and Alexander Skarsgård before he won the best actor award (Before I had seen anything about it in the news). I found it to be endearing and could relate to the sentiment behind the gesture. As someone who shares physical touch as my primary love language, I understand what it means to use touch and specifically kissing to show love and appreciation, even when it’s platonic in nature. It makes sense to me why Nicole Kidman would show that type of affection, even when her obviously mutually adoring husband is seated right there. Also, knowing her to be a formidable goddess type of woman, I doubt she cares one iota regarding the internet freak out of that shared moment.

    For two people who went through an arduous process of shining light on domestic abuse, I’m sure there was some significant trust and shared raw humanity in the process. Having watched the Big Little Lies series, I can only imagine the bond formed between the two of them. 
    I’ve many times wondered why in our American culture, we are so afraid of touching. In the East and Latin cultures, kissing is a much more accepted and practiced way of engaging and greeting each other. I believe that as Americans, we are largely missing much of the romantic spirit of Aphrodite and Eros that graced earlier times. I’m not talking about sex here. I’m talking about the universal intimacy and romantic spirit that bonds us together as one human race.

    I see that spirit gracing the pages of sacred texts. Some of my favorite passages from the Bible come from Song of Solomon and my all-time favorite Psalm says, “Taste and see that the Lord is good.” Sometimes I will write down inspired lines I get in my writing journals, and recently I wrote, “Love isn’t afraid to taste.” (Keep reading in the comments)
  • Delete Commentblehmann524To me that kiss embodies the sentiment of that statement.  That exchange represented a relationship between two people who had touched and tasted each other.  I imagine it was a spontaneous gesture of authentic human emotion. It was not planned, but it came from a woman who has not afraid to taste a little salt in her mouth from the nervous sweat dripping from the face of someone she is wholeheartedly cheering on.  It embodies the full nature of Goddess to me, the woman and the mother. 
    It seems provocative to some that two people who are not partners could share that type of intimacy.  In our Western, mind dominated world, we are missing out on so much of what bonds humans together.  I believe this is part of the rampant depression and loneliness culture.  We don’t touch and get close anymore. 
    Humans crave intimacy and Love in its truest nature is not afraid to touch, not afraid to taste.  Not afraid to get up close in our most exciting and vulnerable moments.  Cupping our faces, kissing our lips, tasting our humanity, and saying, “I’m not afraid to get close.  I’m not afraid to touch you.  I will kiss you in your most tender moments, most nervous moments, most excited moments. 
    I personally want to live in a world where the human romantic spirit is celebrated and experienced.  I love hugging and kissing all
    the beautiful people in my life, and if you ever win an Emmy, I’ll probably kiss you on the lips too.
The Divine Feminine Needed in the Nuclear Age

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Micro self-aphorisms for 2018. 

Micro self-aphorisms for 2018.