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Fall, Dive, or Float

  This life is like a very long, slow fall off a cliff. Or out of an airplane. When we’re born, we come out screaming, like a first-time skydiver, squeezed by contractions out of the birth canal an into this world and it’s loud and bright and terrifying. There we were, happily breathing underwater,  minding our own business; floating for several months, then at the end being hugged all around by our mothers organs, all the time hearing the soothing shush-shush sounds of the blood rushing around her body, dampening the clang of the outer world to a soothing gentle roar. Until we got big enough to get squished out, squeezed through tunnel of bones, to gasp our first breath. It’s no wonder we cry. We didn’t choose to jump out of this damned airplane, right? Boom. You’re born. Welcome to the spinning world. Cut the cord and let’s go. […]