Little approaches the equal parts of awe and dread mingling in new parents’ souls when Baby comes to their arms for the first time.
No matter how eager or prepared parents are, even the best carry to the nursery baggage from their growing up experiences, limitations and gaps in wisdom, and deceptions about what is right when “right,” especially when “right” is a hash of what they want to believe, what they wish were true, what makes it easy for them to excuse their own behavior, and placate their own desires.
We can talk about some baggage. When we say someone is easily angered or quickly impatient, we have a mental picture of how the person behaves.
But those words address elements of the murky world beyond words, the realm of sense and impression, sub-conscious auras, the part of life we can neither express nor explain and, frankly, may not even recognize its influence.
This is the world in which all newborns are steeped, where no mental words explain their knowledge or sense about their world. Adults cannot consciously return to that world without worlds, but we can consider: What if none of my thinking was connected to language? What, or how, would I “know” anything? Read more