gazeing intothis new childs eyesI look out__Ahhh, that reflection; looking into eyes that... look out... toward the yet to be named.Fine one John! _m
Absolutely delightful, John.
From the baby's point of view my first memory is a pair of hands suddenly appearing and although I knew not what they were, the strange, as it seemed, the realization that there was some way that they could go away and return and that the viewer was somehow involved in the process. I had no sense of identity, of I'ness or of ego and of being. I only had the sense of impartially observing.
newbornthe distancein her gaze