We forget where we came from - where we were before conception - and where we will return to after death. This forgetting - or even remembering, if it happens during our lifetime - has a reason and a purpose that eludes us, much like some forms of Amnesia. Amnesia both protects us from, and also urges us on, due to our fundamental longing for the truth. There is a gift in forgetting, and a gift in remembering.
"Believe me, you will find more lessons in the woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you what you cannot learn from masters."
Bernard of Clairvaux
Trees and stones - and our children.
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