You know. I don’t know exactly why does darkness has such a bad rap sheet. But I think I want to embrace darkness. At least in this way. I’m thinking about the uterus, where life begins. I don’t remember, but I imagine it’s a dark place. Of course, and here I think lies the trick. The uterus is good if it’s warm and nourishing. And also if the mother is calm. I’m thinking you know how when you are next to someone who is so nervous you hardly can stand them? Once I was about to board and this guy seemed to be agitated enough that I wish he would not go into my plane.
And then there are this people you want to be next to them because it’s so soothing?
Well, in the darkness of the uterus, I imagine it may be like that.
If we are nourished with nutrients but also that cozy nice feeling, we are happy, even if we are little and growing, and the darkness may actually feel safe.

Now, of course, for the mom to feel safe either she must be strong and preferably be in a nice nutritiously rich environment too. We all make each other, I guess. And in our strength lies all of our strength.
Thank you for writing, Esther.
Pablo