I recall reading a story on the Internet about a conversation between two babies–Ego and Spirit–while in the womb. Spirit says to Ego, ‘I know you are going to find this hard to accept, but I believe there is life after birth.’ Ego responds, ‘Don’t be foolish. Look around you. This is all there is. Why must you always be thinking about something beyond this reality? Accept your lot in life.’ Spirit quietens down for a while, but not for long. ‘Ego, now don’t get angry, but I also believe that there is a Mother.’ ‘A Mother!’ Ego laughs. ‘How can you say that? You’ve never seen a Mother, you don’t know what Mother is. Why can’t you accept that this is all there is? You are here alone with me. This is your reality.’ ‘Ego,’ Spirit begs, ‘please listen. What about those constant pressures we both feel, those movements that make us so uncomfortable sometimes, the feeling that we are being squeezed in as we grow? I think we shall soon have a new life, that we shall see light.’ Ego replies, ‘You have never seen light.
