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What Love Means to Me

On July 7, 2026

A symbolic composition depicts a weathered stone doorway dividing two contrasting landscapes: one open, sunlit, and inviting, the other locked, shadowed, and overgrown. The accompanying imagery illustrates trust opening the door, acceptance keeping it open, and love emerging through relationship, while distrust, nonacceptance, and separation point toward the possibility of hate. The image visually represents the essay’s central theme that love and hate are not isolated emotions but emergent properties shaped by the quality of our relationships with people, animals, places, ideas, and the world around us. (Image generated by ChatGPT using DALL·E, 2026.)

People have been trying to define love for thousands of years, and I don’t think we’ve ever really succeeded. That isn’t because love isn’t real. Quite the opposite. It’s because love is an emotion, and emotions are incredibly difficult to describe without simply replacing one emotional word with another.

People will often define love as affection, devotion, attachment, or deep care. To me, those aren’t definitions. They’re descriptions of other feelings that often accompany love. They don’t really answer the question of what love is.

I’ve come to believe that we’re asking the wrong question.

Instead of asking, “What is love?” I’ve started asking, “What gives rise to the emotion we call love?”

This isn’t a philosophical proof or a scientific theory. It’s simply the understanding I’ve developed through my own experiences and the way I’ve come to see human relationships.

To me, love is the polar opposite of hate.

I don’t use either word casually. People often say they “love” pizza or “hate” Mondays, but those words have always meant something much stronger to me. Hate is one of the most powerful emotions a person can experience, and because I see love as its opposite, I believe love deserves the same respect. Neither word should be thrown around lightly.

Over time, I’ve also realized that trust is central to understanding love.

I used to think you couldn’t trust someone unless you loved them. I’ve changed my mind about that. Trust exists on a spectrum. We trust strangers to obey traffic laws. We trust coworkers to do their jobs. We trust doctors with our health. Those relationships don’t necessarily involve love.

What matters isn’t simply trust itself, but what trust makes possible.

I’ve begun thinking about relationships as rooms connected by a doorway.

Trust opens the door.

Acceptance keeps the door open.

Every time we trust someone, we allow them a little farther into our lives. Every time they accept us for who we genuinely are, rather than demanding we become someone else, that doorway remains open. The relationship deepens.

Eventually, something may begin to emerge from that shared space.

We call it love.

I don’t believe trust automatically becomes love any more than I believe planting a seed guarantees a flower will bloom. Trust and acceptance don’t force love into existence. They simply create the conditions in which love has the opportunity to grow.

The opposite is also true.

Distrust begins to close the door.

Nonacceptance locks it.

That doesn’t mean hate is inevitable. Distrust doesn’t automatically become hate any more than trust automatically becomes love. But distrust and rejection create conditions where resentment, fear, contempt, and eventually hate can begin to grow. They move a relationship in that direction.

To me, love and hate aren’t simply emotions floating around inside us. They emerge from the way we relate to the world around us.

This way of thinking also explains why I don’t believe in the phrase “unconditional love.”

In my mind, it’s almost an oxymoron.

If I only love someone as long as they become the person I want them to be, then I have to question whether I ever loved them in the first place. Perhaps I loved an idea of them. Perhaps I loved my expectations. But I wasn’t loving the person standing in front of me.

That doesn’t mean love has no boundaries. Relationships absolutely should have boundaries. Trust can be broken. People can become abusive, dishonest, or manipulative. Sometimes the healthiest choice is to walk away from a relationship.

But walking away because someone has violated trust is different from asking someone to abandon who they are in order to earn your love.

To me, genuine love begins with accepting another person as themselves.

As I’ve reflected on all of this, I’ve realized something else.

I don’t think love has an essence.

You can’t point to love the way you can point to a mountain or a tree. Love isn’t a physical object waiting to be discovered in nature. It’s a human construction—a way of understanding an emotional experience that arises through our relationships.

That doesn’t make it any less real.

Language is a human construction. Money is a human construction. Marriage is a human construction. They’re all profoundly real because they shape the way we live our lives. I think love belongs in that same category.

The way we experience and understand love is influenced by our individual lives, our cultures, and the historical moments in which we live. Someone from another society or another century might understand love differently than I do, and I don’t think either of us would necessarily be wrong.

Perhaps that’s why I keep coming back to anthropology.

Anthropology has taught me that human beings create meaning. We don’t simply discover it lying around in nature. We build it through our relationships, our cultures, our histories, and our shared experiences.

Love, I think, is one of those meanings.

So if someone asked me to define love today, I wouldn’t describe it with another emotion.

I’d say that love is an emergent property of a relationship.

Whether that relationship is with another person, a cat curled up beside you, a hobby that has become part of your identity, a place that feels like home, or even an idea that has shaped your life, love doesn’t simply appear. It grows through trust, acceptance, shared experience, and the ongoing relationship itself.

I don’t expect everyone to agree with this definition.

In fact, I hope they don’t feel obligated to. Every person’s understanding of love is shaped by the life they’ve lived.

This is simply mine.

Reflections on America at 250

By Katherine Walter

On July 4, 2026

In reflection

A reflective patriotic composition depicts a woman draped in the American flag gazing toward the Statue of Liberty beneath a setting sun, with the Declaration of Independence faintly superimposed across the sky and the words “250 Years of the American Experiment” commemorating the nation’s semiquincentennial. The image symbolizes the intersection of personal identity and national history, emphasizing that the story of the United States is not only found in its founding documents and monuments but also in the lived experiences of generations of Americans striving to give deeper meaning to the ideals of liberty, equality, and the pursuit of happiness. *(Image generated by ChatGPT using DALL·E, 2026.)*

As the United States celebrates its 250th anniversary, I’ve found myself thinking less about fireworks, parades, and historical reenactments, and more about what this country has meant in my own life. Anniversaries invite us to look backward, but they also encourage us to reflect on where we are today and where we hope to go. Two hundred and fifty years is a remarkable milestone, especially for a nation founded on the radical idea that ordinary people could govern themselves. Yet for me, this anniversary is not simply about the founding of a nation. It is about the journey of a person who has spent more than five decades growing, changing, questioning, and ultimately finding a place within that nation.

I was born in 1970, nearly two centuries after the Declaration of Independence was signed. I grew up during the Cold War, watched the Berlin Wall fall, witnessed the arrival of the Internet, lived through the September 11 attacks, and have seen America become more connected to the rest of the world than anyone could have imagined when I was a child. I’ve watched technology transform nearly every aspect of daily life, seen social movements reshape public conversations, and experienced firsthand how rapidly our understanding of equality and human dignity can evolve.

Like everyone else, I inherited a country that was already well into its story. It was a nation filled with remarkable accomplishments and undeniable contradictions. We landed astronauts on the Moon while struggling with racial inequality here at home. We celebrated liberty while people continued fighting to secure rights that should have belonged to them all along. We have been capable of extraordinary generosity and extraordinary cruelty, often within the same generation.

As I’ve grown older, I’ve become less interested in viewing America through simplistic narratives. It is neither the flawless nation described by some nor the irredeemable one described by others. It is a country shaped by millions of people, each carrying different experiences, values, cultures, and dreams. That complexity is not a weakness. It is part of what makes America what it is.

One of the defining chapters of my life was serving four years in the United States Navy during the late 1980s and early 1990s. Those years taught me discipline, responsibility, teamwork, and resilience. They also gave me an appreciation for the enormous commitment required to defend a democratic nation. Military service places people from vastly different backgrounds together with a common purpose, and I learned that patriotism often has less to do with slogans than with quietly doing your job well and looking after the people beside you.

Looking back, I also realize that I was serving at a time when I could never have imagined living openly as the woman I am today. The military I joined existed in a very different era. Conversations about transgender people were almost nonexistent, and the possibility that someone like me could one day live authentically felt impossibly distant. I served my country faithfully while carrying questions about myself that I didn’t yet have the words—or perhaps the courage—to confront.

Life has a remarkable way of surprising us.

More than a decade ago, I began my transition. It was one of the most difficult and rewarding decisions I have ever made. Transition wasn’t about becoming someone new. It was about finally allowing the person who had always existed beneath the surface to live openly. It required honesty, vulnerability, and a willingness to accept uncertainty. It also introduced me to a freedom that is difficult to describe unless you’ve spent years hiding essential parts of yourself.

That experience fundamentally changed how I understand words like liberty, equality, and the pursuit of happiness. Those phrases stopped being abstract principles from civics textbooks and became deeply personal realities. Freedom isn’t simply the ability to vote, to speak, or to worship according to one’s conscience, important though those rights are. It is also the freedom to exist honestly without fear, to build relationships authentically, to contribute to society as your true self, and to be recognized as fully human.

Those freedoms are never guaranteed. Every generation has had to defend them, expand them, or redefine them. The rights many of us enjoy today exist because earlier generations refused to accept injustice as inevitable. Women demanded the right to vote. African Americans fought against slavery and segregation. Workers organized for safer conditions and fair wages. LGBTQ+ people insisted that they deserved not merely tolerance but dignity and equal protection under the law. None of those struggles diminished America. They strengthened it by bringing the nation closer to the ideals it claimed to embrace from the beginning.

That is why I have never believed that acknowledging America’s failures is somehow unpatriotic. Quite the opposite. Honest patriotism requires honesty about history. Our story includes the forced removal of Indigenous peoples, slavery, discrimination, political violence, and periods when entire groups of Americans were denied rights that others took for granted. Those realities cannot simply be ignored because they make us uncomfortable.

At the same time, those failures are not the entirety of our story. The history of the United States is also the history of people challenging injustice, building institutions, creating communities, advancing science, producing extraordinary art, welcoming immigrants from around the world, and continually asking how we might build a more perfect union. That phrase from the Constitution has always stood out to me because it acknowledges something profoundly important: perfection was never the expectation. Improvement was.

As an anthropologist, I’ve spent years studying how cultures develop, adapt, and redefine themselves over time. One lesson stands above nearly all the others: cultures are never static. They evolve because people evolve. Ideas change. Technology changes. Values change. The questions each generation asks are rarely the same questions their grandparents asked.

The United States is no exception. In fact, constant change may be one of America’s defining characteristics. Every wave of immigration has reshaped our culture. Every generation has challenged assumptions inherited from the one before it. Sometimes those changes have been celebrated. Sometimes they have been fiercely resisted. Yet history suggests that America has always been strongest when it has expanded opportunity rather than restricted it.

My own life reflects that reality. I have been a sailor, a government employee, an anthropologist, an author, and a transgender woman. None of those identities cancels out the others. Together they tell the story of a life shaped by opportunity, education, personal growth, and the freedom to continually become a better version of myself. I recognize that not everyone has had the same opportunities or faced the same obstacles, which is all the more reason to continue working toward a society where those opportunities are available to everyone.

Like many Americans, I have also experienced disappointment. I’ve watched political divisions deepen. I’ve seen public discourse become increasingly hostile. I’ve worried that we sometimes spend more energy proving one another wrong than listening with genuine curiosity. It can be discouraging.

Yet history offers perspective. Americans have disagreed passionately since the nation’s founding. The debates have often been loud, emotional, and deeply consequential. The fact that we continue arguing about the meaning of liberty, justice, and equality is, in some ways, evidence that those ideals still matter. Democracies are not built on unanimous agreement. They are built on the difficult work of living together despite disagreement.

That doesn’t mean every disagreement is equally valid, nor does it mean every conflict resolves itself. Progress requires participation. It requires citizens who vote, volunteer, create, teach, write, question, and care about their communities. The American experiment has never been self-sustaining. Every generation has inherited the responsibility to strengthen or weaken it through the choices they make.

As I reflect on this anniversary, I also think about gratitude. I am grateful for the opportunities I’ve been given, for the education I’ve received, for the people who have supported me throughout my life, and for the freedom to pursue work and passions that are meaningful to me. I’m grateful to those who came before me—whether they wore uniforms, marched in protests, taught in classrooms, worked in factories, raised families, or quietly improved their communities in ways history books will never record. Nations are built not only by famous leaders but by millions of ordinary people doing ordinary things with integrity and compassion.

I often think about how different my life might have been had I been born in another era or another country. My journey has not always been easy, but I have ultimately been able to live openly, build a life that reflects who I truly am, and contribute to conversations that matter to me. I do not take that for granted.

At 250 years old, the United States remains a young nation by the standards of human history. Empires have risen and fallen over far longer periods of time. Democracies have flourished and collapsed. Our future is not guaranteed simply because our past has endured. The next 250 years will depend on what we choose to value today: whether we remain committed to democratic institutions, whether we continue expanding opportunity, whether we protect individual liberty while recognizing our responsibilities to one another, and whether we remember that disagreement need not become division.

The America my grandparents knew is not the America I inherited. The America of my childhood is not the America I live in today. I hope the America my grandchildren’s generation inherits—whether they are related to me by blood or simply by citizenship—will be more just, more compassionate, more curious, and more willing to see the humanity in those who are different from themselves.

When I think about the United States at 250, I don’t see a perfect nation. I see a nation still growing. I see a people still debating what freedom truly means. I see a country that has stumbled, recovered, and reinvented itself more than once. I see a place that gave me the opportunity to serve, to learn, to change, and ultimately to become the woman I always was.

That is why this anniversary means something to me. It is not a celebration of perfection. It is a celebration of possibility. It is a reminder that history is not something that happens only in textbooks. It happens every day, through the choices ordinary people make about how they will treat one another and what kind of country they hope to leave behind.

Two hundred and fifty years ago, a group of imperfect people set into motion an experiment in self-government that continues today. We are all, in one way or another, participants in that experiment. I have been fortunate enough to live my own small chapter within its larger story. I hope that, years from now, when future generations look back on our own time, they will be able to say that we chose hope over fear, compassion over cruelty, truth over convenience, and progress over complacency.

Happy 250th birthday, America. May we never stop striving to become the nation we are capable of being.

The Past Is Another World

By Katherine Walter

On June 30, 2026

In anthropological theory

A split-scene illustration contrasts an ancient society with a modern urban landscape, divided by a central hourglass symbolizing the passage of time. The composition emphasizes that historical societies should first be understood according to the knowledge, values, and circumstances of their own era before being evaluated through contemporary moral frameworks, illustrating the concept of temporal relativity as an anthropological approach to interpreting the past. (Image generated by ChatGPT using DALL·E, 2026.)

Anthropologists are taught early in their education to avoid ethnocentrism. One of the primary methodological tools for doing so is cultural relativism, the principle that beliefs, customs, and social institutions should first be understood within the cultural context in which they exist rather than judged solely according to the standards of another culture (Boas, 1940; Herskovits, 1972). Cultural relativism does not require anthropologists to approve of every cultural practice they encounter. Rather, it requires them to understand those practices as the people within that society understood them before making comparisons or evaluations.

Over the years, I have wondered whether a similar principle might be applied to the study of the past. I propose the concept of temporal relativity as an anthropological analogy to cultural relativism. By temporal relativity, I mean the methodological principle that societies should first be understood according to the historical circumstances, knowledge, values, and social structures of their own time before being evaluated through the moral or cultural standards of the present.

I recognize that historians have long emphasized historical contextualization and have cautioned against presentism, the tendency to interpret the past primarily through modern assumptions and values. My intention is not to replace those concepts or to speak as a historian. Rather, I am approaching the question from the perspective of anthropology. If cultural relativism helps us understand differences between societies existing at the same time, perhaps temporal relativity can help us understand differences between societies separated by time.

Cultural relativism encourages anthropologists to ask what a particular belief or practice meant to the people who lived it. Instead of asking whether another culture is right or wrong according to our own standards, we ask how that culture understood itself. Temporal relativity asks similar questions, but across history rather than across geography. How did people of a particular period understand their own institutions? What assumptions about family, religion, economics, politics, and morality shaped their decisions? What alternatives were realistically imaginable within the historical conditions in which they lived?

Consider slavery in the ancient Mediterranean. From the perspective of contemporary human rights, slavery is morally unacceptable. Temporal relativity does not ask us to abandon that conclusion. Instead, it asks us first to understand why slavery was nearly universal throughout the ancient world, how it was justified philosophically and economically, and how people within those societies understood the institution. Only after reconstructing that historical framework can meaningful comparisons be made between their moral world and our own.

A similar example can be found in historical understandings of marriage. Many societies considered marriage shortly after puberty to be socially acceptable, often viewing the onset of menstruation as a transition into adulthood. Today, many societies would regard such marriages as child marriage or child abuse. Temporal relativity does not excuse these historical practices. Rather, it asks us to understand how those societies defined childhood, adulthood, family, and responsibility before evaluating them through contemporary moral frameworks.

This distinction between explanation and endorsement is essential. Cultural relativism has sometimes been criticized as encouraging moral relativism or excusing harmful cultural practices. I believe this criticism misunderstands cultural relativism as a methodological approach rather than a moral philosophy. Explaining why a society practiced something is not the same as approving of it. The same distinction applies to temporal relativity. Historical explanation should not be confused with historical endorsement.

One reason I find this concept useful is that it encourages intellectual humility. Every society, including our own, operates within assumptions that often appear self-evident to those living within them. Future generations may judge many of our own beliefs and institutions quite differently than we do today. Recognizing that possibility reminds us that we are not uniquely objective observers standing outside history. We are participants within it.

I do not suggest that the past should become immune from criticism or moral evaluation. Rather, I suggest that understanding should precede judgment. Anthropologists have long argued that understanding another culture requires temporarily setting aside one’s own assumptions. Temporal relativity proposes extending that same intellectual discipline across time. Before asking whether historical societies lived according to our standards, we should first ask how they understood themselves according to theirs.

Whether temporal relativity ultimately proves to be a useful concept is, of course, open to discussion. My intention is not to introduce a new historical methodology but to offer an anthropological perspective on historical interpretation. Just as cultural relativism encourages us to recognize that different societies construct different systems of meaning, temporal relativity encourages us to recognize that different historical periods often inhabited fundamentally different moral and intellectual worlds. Understanding those worlds on their own terms, I believe, allows us not only to understand the past more accurately but also to better recognize the historical assumptions that shape our own present.

References

Boas, F. (1940). Race, language and culture. University of Chicago Press.

Herskovits, M. J. (1972). Cultural relativism: Perspectives in cultural pluralism. Random House.

Novick, P. (1988). That noble dream: The “objectivity question” and the American historical profession. Cambridge University Press.

Tosh, J. (2015). The pursuit of history: Aims, methods and new directions in the study of history (6th ed.). Routledge.

When Pride Stopped Protesting

By Katherine Walter

On June 21, 2026

In LGBTQ+ activism

A split-scene illustration contrasts an early LGBTQ+ protest march filled with activists carrying liberation signs and demanding equal rights against a modern Pride parade featuring rainbow flags, corporate sponsorships, and celebratory crowds, highlighting the movement’s evolution from political resistance to mainstream cultural celebration while emphasizing the continuing struggle for transgender equality. (Image generated by ChatGPT using DALL·E, 2026.)

Every June, millions of people gather for Pride celebrations across the United States. Streets are filled with rainbow flags, corporate logos, political candidates, and festival-like atmospheres. For many participants, Pride is a joyful affirmation of LGBTQ+ identity and a celebration of the progress that has been achieved over the past half century.

Yet Pride was not created as a celebration.

Pride was born from protest.

The first Pride marches emerged in the aftermath of the Stonewall uprising of 1969, when LGBTQ+ people fought back against routine police harassment and discrimination. Early Pride events were acts of political resistance. Participants marched because they faced criminalization, employment discrimination, housing discrimination, family rejection, and social exclusion. Pride was a demand for change, not a celebration of acceptance (TIME, 2020).

Over time, however, Pride changed.

By the late 1990s and early 2000s, LGBTQ+ organizations were increasingly integrated into mainstream political and corporate institutions. Large corporations began sponsoring Pride events. Politicians who once avoided association with LGBTQ+ causes now sought visibility in Pride parades. Pride organizations became larger, more professionalized, and increasingly dependent upon corporate sponsorship and institutional partnerships.

This transformation brought benefits. Greater visibility helped normalize LGBTQ+ identities, and corporate sponsorships provided resources that allowed Pride events to grow dramatically. Yet there was also a cost.

As Pride became more institutionalized, its activist character began to fade. Events that once centered political demands increasingly emphasized entertainment, marketing, and celebration. What had begun as a protest movement gradually evolved into a cultural festival. Many activists have argued that the commercialization of Pride diluted its political message and encouraged the public to believe that the struggle for LGBTQ+ equality had largely been won (Cornell University, 2022).

That perception grew even stronger after marriage equality became law nationwide. For many Americans, the legalization of same-sex marriage represented the culmination of the modern LGBTQ+ civil rights movement. The dominant narrative became one of victory rather than continued struggle.

But for many transgender people, the struggle was far from over.

The tensions between mainstream LGBTQ+ organizations and transgender activists became particularly visible during the debate surrounding the Employment Non-Discrimination Act (ENDA). Throughout the 1990s and 2000s, transgender activists fought for legislation that would prohibit workplace discrimination based on both sexual orientation and gender identity. However, many political leaders and advocacy organizations believed that including gender identity protections would make the legislation more difficult to pass.

In 2007, a version of ENDA was advanced that prohibited discrimination based on sexual orientation but excluded gender identity protections. Supporters of the strategy argued that political realities required compromise. They believed Congress was not prepared to pass a fully inclusive bill and that securing protections for gay, lesbian, and bisexual workers was better than securing no protections at all (Washington Blade, 2017; HRC, 2007).

For many transgender activists, however, this was not a strategic compromise. It was a betrayal.

The message they received was that transgender equality could be postponed because it was politically inconvenient. As a result, transgender activists increasingly relied upon their own organizations and advocacy networks rather than established LGBTQ+ institutions. These groups spent years educating the public, documenting discrimination, challenging exclusionary policies, and building a movement focused specifically on transgender rights.

Over the following decade, public awareness of transgender people increased dramatically. Media coverage expanded. Public opinion shifted. Gender identity became a more visible topic in American political discourse. As transgender rights gained national attention, major LGBTQ+ organizations—including the Human Rights Campaign—became increasingly active advocates for transgender equality.

Many welcomed this support. Additional resources and national visibility strengthened the fight against discrimination. Yet for some transgender activists, the shift was difficult to forget.

From their perspective, transgender organizations had spent years fighting battles that larger LGBTQ+ organizations had either ignored or treated as secondary concerns. Only after transgender rights became more politically visible and socially recognized did many of those larger organizations fully embrace transgender advocacy. The criticism was not that these organizations eventually supported transgender rights. The criticism was that they had not shown the same commitment when doing so carried greater political risk.

This history reflects a broader problem within modern Pride and LGBTQ+ politics. As movements become institutionalized, they often shift from challenging power to managing relationships with power. Organizations become concerned with political access, public relations, donor relationships, and legislative strategy. The result can be a form of respectability politics that prioritizes achievable victories while leaving more controversial or vulnerable communities behind.

Today, transgender people remain the primary targets of legislative attacks on LGBTQ+ rights in the United States. Hundreds of bills have been introduced in recent years targeting transgender healthcare, participation in public life, and legal recognition (Human Rights Campaign, 2026). Yet many Pride events continue to project an image of completed victory rather than ongoing struggle.

Celebration has an important place. LGBTQ+ people deserve joy. They deserve visibility. They deserve to recognize how far the movement has come.

But Pride should never forget why it exists.

Pride was created because LGBTQ+ people were denied equal rights. It was created because marginalized communities demanded justice from institutions that refused to recognize their humanity. If Pride becomes only a celebration, it risks forgetting the very activism that made those celebrations possible.

The history of transgender activism during the ENDA era serves as a reminder that progress is rarely as complete as it appears. Rights can be delayed. Communities can be sidelined. Movements can become comfortable.

The challenge for Pride today is not whether it should celebrate victories.

The challenge is whether it still remembers how to fight.