Archive for March, 2009

As newborns, we were not empty -headed organisms.  We cried, we kick, coughed, sucked, heard and taste.  We slept a lot, and occasionally we smiled, although the meaning of our first smiles was not entirely clear.  We crawled and then we walked, a journey of a thousand miles beginning with a single step we left some ghost of ourselves behind.

Sometimes we conformed, sometimes other conformed to us.  Our development is continuous creation of more complex forms, and our helpless kind demanded the meeting eyes of love. We split the universe into two halves: “me” and “not me”.  And we juggled the need to curb our own will with becoming what we could will freely.