Do you remember when we were expelled out of our mothers’ womb? No? I’m sure you can.

Inhale… exhale… inhale .. exhale .. a breath is constituted of these two movements of air, the movement orchestrated by our entire body – from our smallest toes to our pelvis to our brain. Conducting this movement isn’t an easy feat, so we are born with the know-how already engraved within us, so that we always remember. To no longer remember would be to die.

But when you were expelled out of our mothers’ womb, we forgot to breathe. We really cannot blame ourselves, after all, breath was given to us by our mother until then. But, then, for the first time we were all alone. Our engraved instinct was a breath too late. Our core shook and we fell into our equally engraved fear of death. We acknowledged the ‘self’ for the first time as we saw ourselves amidst the vertigo. We conduct the next in our list of engraved instincts: we scream. We scream for life, for our mother and at the self we encounter. With the scream air gushes into our lungs and only then do we remember.

To not remember is to die, yet we all forgot our first breath. We remember the vertigo, we remember the fear. That is why after each exhale, when all air is expelled from our lungs, our core shakes and the body tenses up. In between each breath, we fall back into our congenital vertigo we cannot forget. And that is why you remember the moment you came out of our mothers’ womb.