Thinker. Dreamer. Lover

Spring has been late to arrive in Boston- today as I left the house there were finally signs of flowers in bloom, cherry blossoms flittering through the air in unknown trajectory from whence they fell to their final resting place elsewhere on the ground.

Of course with spring, warmer weather, the intoxicating perfume of the flora and fauna in maturation,  humans can’t help but seek out coupling. They search for that other member of the opposite sex or same sex who can warm their hearts and make the blood rush to certain nether regions. The flowers and bees are pollinating, birds are mating and we are overwhelmed with this urge to fall in love and seek companionship with someone with whom to share the birth of a new season.

Last Sunday- on Easter-  I purchased a bike in Jamaica Plain from one of those mom and pop hole in the wall shops. The guy that runs the place is the archetype hippy: a progressive, left leaning free loving JP fellow. His entire body is covered in tattoos, he is missing 3 or 4 front teeth, his hair could easily serve as nesting home to any of a species of small birds and he stinks profusely, probably due to his adamant refusal to wear deodorant. I’ve been told he is usually a relented curmudgeon and  not a smiling man. Sunday with the 70 degree weather and the sunshine poking through the perpetual bed of clouds that has resided above the atmosphere in Boston I found him incredibly cheery, upbeat and more than willing to be helpful. His girlfriend was in the shop with him and he even made direct mention to the generally amorous mood that many of the other fellows in the neighborhood found themselves in now that spring had arrived and many were coupling.

I wonder however, is love founded during this time of natures rebirth a state purely prompted by the biological path that she sets before us? Is this sort of love predestined to follow suite under mother nature’s guise, reaching it’s apex in the sweltering steamy months of summer,  maturing in intensity to shades of golden brown, deep yellow and burnt orange before perishing at the cold touch of winter’s kiss?

I wonder if anybody has ever done research to determine what percentage of relationships that initiate during the spring end in that same year’s winter months. It would be interesting to attribute a statistical mean to my theory.

I have friends who have found love at summer end and from what I can determine those relationships last well into at least a full year.  I think this is due to the fact that  the couple has not explored all of the seasons of love together and having begun their love at the end of summer they are curious to experience the full heat of their passion in the next summer.  They progresses through the charm of fall and into winter and when spring finally arrives they hungrily partake in the intoxication of the season and of course this propels them straight into summer again.  After which I think either these couples persist secure  in the knowledge that they have been together one solid year or having experienced the full cycle of emotions perhaps become disillusioned that having now spent an entire year together the passion they experienced the year before at the cusp of summer  is the full extent of what they will experience together as a couple and this leaves them unsatisfied.

And what of relationships that commence during the bitter months of winter? This is a time where from a biological standpoint even we as humans are inclined to hibernate. We may not go hide out like bears in a cave sleeping for 5 months however, I notice of myself that I sleep a lot more, don’t go out as often and seek the comfort of my home,  a warm cup of tea or hot chocolate and the embrace of a comfty blanket and a good book. At first the winter months are cozy even to spend by oneself, but as they prolong one craves, needs the heat of another human being to snuggle up against, a companion to spend the isolating weeks while the snow falls, the wind blows while the two find warmth entwined in each other’s arms. These relationships may stand the greatest chance of long term survival. As the time spent indoors during those fundamental beginning months permits for an increased time of intimacy, of sharing your thoughts and feelings that would not likely be as possible during other times of the year when the lure of  worldly activities and the favorable weather keeps you otherwise engaged and may not allow you as much time spent just one on one as a couple. Once winter concludes, and spring begins I think these relationships are more solid in their foundation. There may be a greater sense of knowing each other and in the spring the intoxication of the season further ferments the intensity of feeling that these two people share. They are propelled into summer with that strength of intensity and the heat of that season brings out their most passionate side. It’s possible therefore that as fall commences, these relationships are so well amped from the previous seasons and already accustomed to the impending winter that they are the most likely to succeed.

I am of coursed wholly biased in my perception because my own deeply felt, intimately connected and head-over-heels in love relationship began in winter. I met someone with whom I could share my heart as he shared his heart, his home and the warmth of his bed with me. As we progress now into spring our relationship blossoms from a state of cocooned intimacy into a intoxicating state of growth and self-assurance- from whence this theory stems.

Regardless, it is definitely in the spring when it is the easiest to find that love connection- if you haven’t already. Even if you don’t fall head over heels in love with the defining individual of your life– I am arguing that the spring time is the most susceptible time for finding love. It may not be a forever love but  it’s definitely the easiest for finding companionship and someone with whom to share your time in anticipation of all the wonderful activities that the await you in the warmer months. Maybe even for a lucky few true love can happen too.