The Midwife’s Advice
It doesn’t always happen the way that we want. This is Mulan. Merida failed to conquer Mordor, it’s up to us to do the repairs. Find me the fabric that ancient leaders tore, and let’s get to work!
We can’t stop labour. When the cramps come, they come. A new meaning is being born. Covered in blood, half-blind. It needs to scream to learn to breathe. Our job is to soothe the anguish, teach it to love, else Monster reigns. Sometimes the baby is stillborn, then try again. There may be miscarriages. Don’t worry! The next generation is coming, one day you will be ready.
You will die trying. Many, many times. You’ll cry, and you’ll curse, then try again. It’s happened before and will happen once more. I won’t always be there, holding your hand. I love you, nevertheless. Sometimes we need to be crucified to feel the world, to die for the world, to resurrect our soul.
I have nothing new to say but old clichés called archetypes, just zeroes and ones to string, to weave the magic field. But in-between the gaps, I hope, new seeds of meaning will grow.
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