Is Platonic love the agent of transfiguration?

June 3, 2013 in Essays

After making love to a man for the first time, heretofore “I’m the straight stud, you service me” Doug discovers he is happily empowered.  Where his “stud” self thought men on the street could guess his shameful secret, his “new” self feels confident and completely unselfconscious.

He looks forward to seeing his girl friend Gita something he had previously dreaded. And she embraces him as if seeing him for the first time.

What happened?  Doug has undergone a transfiguration.

The ‘transfiguration scene” is a favorite with movie makers.  Charlton Heston as Moses in CECIL B Demille’s THE TEN COMMANDMENTS climbs the mountain with the weight of the world on his shoulders but returns with a divine gleam in his eye.  Gina Lollabridgida in SOLOMON AND  SHEBA, her face a bloody mess from stoning, undergoes spontaneous healing before our very eyes as the music swells.

Because the T word is usually associated with exalted, supernatural changes associated with saints and other luminaries most people fail to see transfiguration as a practical way to effect in their selves, as the dictionary defines it, “change in appearance or form.

Transfiguration can be the result of something as pedestrian as someone choosing to go on a diet to trans-figure their body, or as with DOUG in JUST SAY LOVE, someone who chooses to follow Plato’s advice to sublimate sexual desire with a sublime relationship.

In so doing, Doug has given a facelift to the trillion or more cells of which his body is composed.

Those cells worked efficiently as possible, but their demeanor was that of members of a football team that had never won a game.  Now they are alive with optimism; eager to greet every day.  Doug not only feels different, he looks different.  Where his ‘smile’ cells used to part his lips in a ho-hum, obligatory kind of smile, now they beam as if an inner light has been turned on.  Admit it, you know the difference between the token smile, the one you have to force and the  “I just can’t stop smiling smile” which lights up the world with your pearly whites.

It is not hyperbole to bring the whole world into this discussion.  Doug’s trillion cells, Guy’s trillion cells, Gita’s and yours and mine are each cells of the one big cell called humanity.

To get the picture, imagine people in a very crowded elevator.  One cell shuffles, the others have to shuffle too.  The world is like that jam packed elevator.  If one cell does something stinky, well, we all suffer don’t we? And when the stink lingers from one generation to another we call it a crime against humanity.

So if you have to shuffle, remember to make it a positive move that benefits the one big human cell, which by the way includes you.  And to help you remember, JUST SAY LOVE.

David J Mauriello