We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
“. . . let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
Well, we had that read at our wedding 40-odd years ago, but today, reading it for the first time since, I have no idea what it is supposed to mean compared to my experiences of the last 40 years. My husband had a severe heart attack a couple years ago, and I still wake up now & then in the night and check that he is still breathing - giving thanks to God that he is - because I'm not sure I can actually live without him.
Buel Combs is right - ..."shall become one flesh"...believe
I think it means to let the other be their own person; don't get in the way of their achieving or fulfilling personal goals; give each other space, in the common vernacular. That's sort of how we worked it. (57 years and counting)