Das erste Jahr Babybuddha jetzt auf:
oder über den Online-Buchhandel
The uncanny idea that the connection to our baby could be severed. Doubly uncanny because we know that is impossible. The self-evident fact (we are connected) does not spare us our daily practice (of staying connected). We look at the baby’s hand (again and again he tries to join the tips of his fingers). And look further at his wrist. At the rings of fat and the dark crease between them. The connection of the hand to the lower arm is obvious. And yet, it is only thanks to the crease that we see what is connected. Untiringly our gaze now rests on this (so softly bedded) crease.