DON JUAN Vs CASANOVA - AN ELIXIR OF FREE LOVE FOR FLOWER CHILD
Don Juan Vs Casanova - An Elixir of Free Love for Flower Child
Johnny Depp as Don Juan
Don Juan, Don Giovanni is a legendary, fictional
libertine. The first written version of the Don Juan legend was written by the
Spanish dramatist Tirso de Molina.
Giacomo Girolamo Casanova was an
Italian adventurer and author from the Republic of Venice. His autobiography,
Histoire de ma vie, is regarded as one of the most authentic sources of the
customs and norms
of European social life during the Eighteenth century. Among other things he has narrated many a
love escapade by him in this book.
Casanova is the world’s most famous lover.
Heath Ledger as “Casanova”
Mohanlal as “Casanova”
To Sir with love,
I would like to present here a case study from
one of the famous Psychologist about Don Juan Vs Casanova which is interesting
and amusing at the same time.
Psychology is often not the best source of wisdom concerning the passions of life. Probably better to turn to great literature and real life itself. This is especially true when discussing love and sex, those two perennials of the consultation room.
It was not so many years ago that female patients
who were sexually active were labeled 'nymphomaniacs' by traditional
psychologists. As an antidote to that prejudice, a more liberated practitioner
once stated: "A nymphomaniac is a woman who is having a more active sex
life than her analyst."
Let's look at some characters on the male side of
the fence. Both Don Juan and Casanova are terms applied to male predators who
are sexually active. But the two are radically different. Looking closer, the
Don Juan is a man who seduces many women, then discards them and moves on to
the next. He is more interested in the conquest than the woman. In the opera,
he gets his comeuppance, as we all know.
The term Casanova comes from the name of a real
person, Giovanni Jacopo Casanova (1725-1798), a great Italian adventurer who
wrote a historical memoir in 12 volumes, discussing among other things, his
many love affairs. Casanova was born into a family of actors, and was known for
his great wit. At the tender age of 12, it is said, he established himself at a
party by giving a clever answer to a difficult question. A noblewoman asked the
young lad, who was somewhat of a linguist, why it is that in many languages the
male sex organ is classified as 'feminine', while the female variant takes the
'masculine' case (referring here to the sphere of grammar). The budding seducer
answered wisely: "Because the servant takes the name of his master."
The Casanova, as a type, is not as cold-hearted
as the Don Juan; instead, he loves women, adores their charms, and just cannot
get enough of them. He cannot limit himself to any one woman, but needs to
express his love to many. He does not drop one lover to go on to the next
conquest, as is the case with the Don Juan, but prefers to retain his lovers.
The distinction, so often blurred in everyday
usage, could not be more clear. The Don Juan is primarily interested in the
chase, the lure of the hunt. He prides himself in being a skilled hunter, and
the woman is simply the prey, the hunted. He is not so terribly interested in
the women themselves. This is the picture we get from the literature on the Don
Juan, and in the real world, there are certainly many men who fit this description.
The Casanova is more concerned with having a love
story, albeit often a short one. But he is in search of love, or at least is
able to delude himself that this is his main goal.
As an example of a modern-day Casanova, let's take
Jamie, an acquaintance of mine from university. He's a tall, slender, dark
gentleman who devotes most of his time to seducing women and loving them. For
he truly adores women, that's how he spends most of his time.
He has dabbled in philosophy, and even a few odd
jobs, but his main interest in life is pursuing the eternal feminine. It's not
that he has any special power with women, he explained to me one day, but his
success is due to his persistence. He simply spends more time on the pursuit of
female beauty than other men. The rule seems to be, if at first you don't
succeed, try with another one.
So he exerts himself day after day, picking up
women, and eventually will find one who falls for his line. Other men give up
too easily, or don't have the time to devote to this endeavor, but for Jamie
it's the major portion of his life. A rather thin life, many would say, but for
him, it's the great play of passion.
According to the classical Freudian theory, he is
doing all this in order to prove his manhood, i.e., there is an element of
latent homosexuality behind all this effort. A normal man, according to
psychoanalysis, would not need to go so far to prove to himself that he is
virile.
Moreover, Freud believed that the constant chase
after women is in reality an attempt to discover one that has the male sexual
elements. That is, he is driven compulsively to undress women in a fruitless
search after a penis.
Well, that's the theory, and one may or may not
believe it. And one is not compelled to accept every theory; I prefer to judge
each case on its own merits – look at the quality of the activities involved.
Does Jamie appear driven by some irrational inner compulsion? Or does he take
genuine pleasure in the search? Only by a closer examination of the details can
one come close to understanding what is actually going on. I have known men
similar to Jamie who one day meet a special woman and then give up their quest,
settling down into a 'normal' family life style.
I was discussing this topic over lunch not long ago with a colleague, who recommended I see the Hollywood film 'Don Juan Demarco'. A good film, with Johnny Depp playing the lead, a romantic young man who adores women; actually the character is more of a Casanova type than a Don Juan, since he loves women and throughout the film does all he can to make women happy. But that´s Hollywood; they probably thought the label 'Don Juan' would sell more tickets. Marlon Brando plays a psychiatrist who learns something from his patient. All in all, an entertaining and moving story.
My colleague who appreciated this film also told
me of one of his recent cases, who perhaps represents a sub-group of the Don
Juan type – maybe you could label him the 'Don Juan teaser'. Roy is a very
handsome young man who likes to have women run after him, but has no interest
in returning their lust. When Roy sits on the underground, women stamp on his
feet to attract his attention – so appealing is he to the average woman. But he
apparently gets his pleasure from arousing their desire, only to return their
eager look with a disdainful shrug.
“Happiness held is the seed;
Happiness
shared is the flower.” - John Harrigan.
Flowerchild originated as a synonym for
Hippie. Flowerchild is a young person, especially a hippie, rejecting
conventional society and advocating love, peace and simple idealistic
values. The Flowerchild is someone “born happy-go-lucky” pretty, a
hippie, environmentalist, a person who love peace and happiness. A
Flowerchild as a custom carrying or wearing flowers to symbolize peace and
love. The flowerchild is especially among the idealistic those who
gathered in San Francisco and environs during the Summer of Love in 1967.
A famous quote about flower –
“A
Flower cannot blossom without sunshine,
And
man cannot live without love.”
- Max Mueller
I would like to share an excerpt from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s famous poem here –
“A
damsel with a dulcimer,
In
a vision once I saw :
It
was an Abyssinian maid
And
on her dulcimer she played,
Singing
of Mount Abora.
Could
I revive within me
Her
symphony and song,
To
such a deep delight ‘twould win me,
That
such music loud and long,
I
would build that dome in air,
That
sunny dome! Those caves of Ice!
And
all who heard should see them there,
And
all should cry Beware! Beware!
His
flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave
a circle round him thrice,
And
close your eyes with holy dread
For
he on honey-dew hath fed,
Another interesting lyric about Flower Child by Lenny
Kravtiz –
Dressed
in purple velvets
With a flower in her hair
Feel her gentle spirit
As the champa fills the air
She wears rubys on her fingers
Tiny bells upon her toes
She's the finest thing
I've ever seen
Love that ring inside her nose
Flower child yeah, flower child
Flower child oh yeah
She's a psychedelic princess
On a magic carpet ride
And where her trip will carry you
Is somewhere you can't find
She's on a plane of higher consciousness
Meditation is the key
She's got her shit together
'Cause her soul and mind are free
Free
Flower child, free yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Flower child that is
Flower child, oh yeah
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child yeah
She's a child of Martin Luther
As a freedom fighter she
Speaks of liberation on the land
And on the sea
Her eyes are made of sunshine
And her lips are jelly sweet
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child oh yeah
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child oh yeah
You gonna free me
You gonna free me
You gonna free free free free free yeah.
With a flower in her hair
Feel her gentle spirit
As the champa fills the air
She wears rubys on her fingers
Tiny bells upon her toes
She's the finest thing
I've ever seen
Love that ring inside her nose
Flower child yeah, flower child
Flower child oh yeah
She's a psychedelic princess
On a magic carpet ride
And where her trip will carry you
Is somewhere you can't find
She's on a plane of higher consciousness
Meditation is the key
She's got her shit together
'Cause her soul and mind are free
Free
Flower child, free yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Flower child that is
Flower child, oh yeah
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child yeah
She's a child of Martin Luther
As a freedom fighter she
Speaks of liberation on the land
And on the sea
Her eyes are made of sunshine
And her lips are jelly sweet
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child oh yeah
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child oh yeah
You gonna free me
You gonna free me
You gonna free free free free free yeah.
Now, let me share the experience of a flower child laid bare
to my acquaintance about one of her loony moony nights -
Dolce Far
Niente (Pleasant idleness):
There is amazing beauty in the feeling of nothing to do, nowhere to go and no pressing matter to attend to. I was out to enjoy and experience the joy of commune living and in search of ‘Utopian concepts’, like freedom and inner peace.
Living in a commune means where love is available freely,
and in abundance. In a habitat where the
focus is on feeling rather than thinking, it takes on a form that’s both fluid
and all-encompassing. Conversations are
heart-warming, and contact is natural extension of the interaction. On the flip side love adheres to no set rules
and refuses to co-exist with emotions such as hostility, jealousy, rivalry or
ambition.
I felt like an onlooker with rose-tinted vision. Here, I
felt like I was stripped down to the basics.
The joy of being completely in touch with every breath and rhythm of my
body was overwhelming at first, and then it became something I wanted to
celebrate. Though it sounds like
something out of ‘Hippiedom or Dummies,’ it’s absolutely true.
Thus, when I met Krishna (not real name) for the first time,
I took his loving embrace as nothing more than an effort to integrate with me
with the clan. The girl outside the
commune would have resisted this sort of contact, as excessive and unnecessary,
especially coming from a man possibly thrice her age, and someone in a position
of authority. The girl inside, though,
reveled in the fact that passages to her heart were finally wide open to let in
some of that free-flowing love and
anybody who wished to enter therewith. So I let myself become one with it, as I did
with the rest of my surroundings, but not without noticing his impish smile and
the grandeur of his sultry salt and pepper strands.
I am not entirely sure when the emotions turned primal, but
I won’t say I was surprised. This time
around, he kissed me ever so slightly on my cheeks and let the gaze and the
embrace linger longer than they were supposed to. My inhibitions dropped to ground level
instantly. That’s when the game of
seduction really started – slow, but steady with an intensity that could have
only come with years and years of practice.
When our lips met for the first time under the moonlight, I knew no
force in the world could have extinguished the fire our bodies ignited.
It was in this moment of catharsis that the magic of
meditation dawned upon me. We were so in
the moment that everything else faded into oblivion - the years that separated us, his role as one
of the authorities, the women who had been here before me, or the woman who was
bound to him by law - all these were
realizations that in the outside world, had the potential to shred me into
pieces. At the same time neither of us
lingered in the possibility of a shared future – not that it could not exist,
but the burden of expectation was too much.
What did remain constant was the vulnerability in his eyes, something
that I had seen in all the lovers before him.
It’s hard to tell whether he made a concerted effort to woo me, or if we acted out of an electrifying connect, but I am now a firm believer in the heat of the moment. It has left me with a taste so intoxicating that I can’t wait to get my hands on the elixir of free love.
Similarly, a sexually liberated commune in Pune,
Maharashtra, India’s OSHO Ashram, Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh used to drive his
disciples into dizzying heights through his hermitage in-house programs.
Bhagwan Rajneesh was an Indian mystic guru, and spiritual leader.
Rajneesh Ashram is located in Koregaon Park, Pune and now known as OSHO
International Meditation Resort. Through meditation and sexually liberated
views he attracted millions of devotees to his OSHO Rajneesh Ashram in
Pune.
His syncretic teachings
emphasize the importance of meditation, awareness, love, celebration, courage,
creativity and humor, the qualities which he viewed as suppressed by adherence
to static belief systems, religious tradition and socialization.
Rajneesh’s teachings had a notable influence on Western spirituality and New
Age thought. Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh said that Religion is an art
that shows how to enjoy life. Bhagwan means in English “Blessed One”.
Indian cult leader Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh created the Spiritual practice of
dynamic meditation. Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh also known as Aacharya Rajneesh and
later on as OSHO. His unusual form of Indian spirituality, especially
known for its encouragement of free sexual activity attracted many followers as
well as considerable controversy.
Bhagwan Rajneesh advocated a more open attitude
towards sexuality, a stance which earned him a sobriquet as “Sex Guru” in the
Indian and International press. Bhagwan Rajneesh had base in Antelope,
the central Oregon, in the United States.
OSHO died in 1990 aged 58 years at his Pune
Ashram. His epitaph or tomb inscription reads “OSHO Never Born, Never Died.
Only visited this Planet Earth between Dec 11, 1931 - January 19, 1990.”
Don Juan and Casanova on the one side and the Flower Child on the other side are both sides of the same coin.
In my quest for writing interesting and amusing
Blog posts in JOHNNY’S BLOG, I ended up writing a post about the different love
interests in the history of human race.
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