In the beginning, there was not the light or the darkness. There was the breath. The slow and steady breath of life emerging from the water – breathe in – the first lesson of life. Breathe out – the second. The third – don’t stop breathing. Even in the womb, we breathe, learning to work the lungs so they are ready when we emerge into the air.
The air feels cold after the warmth of the water. The cold hits all the skin’s nerves, almost painful. And another lesson occurs – cry for help. Cry for a warm body next to yous, a warm blanket wraped around you, warm arms holding your shivering, helpless body.
And another child is born.
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