Do you remember what it was like to poke your head out of the womb? Let me remind you…
Sound bombing your ears. Temperature that freezes your skin. Blinding light with incomprehensible patterns spread through the brain. A bewildering freedom to stretch head and torso and limbs in all directions, but without any skill to control or coordinate movement. Gravity resists every muscular effort. The air around feels like icy sandpaper, and when someone tries to wrap you in a blanket it, it’s a hundred times more painful yet.
The truest adventure is to open oneself to the coming moment free of expectation that it will be like anything you have known before.