I just turned 34 last week. Looking back, it’s crazy how many things I found wise and profound in the past don’t impress me much now anymore. Most of the wisdom I’ve ever read was written down by childless men, whether that’s philosophy, holy books, or productivity tips. Very little of that is still relevant now that I’ve become a mother. All this talk about rationality, sovereignty and independence sounds completely oblivious how helpless we are when we enter this world, and how much time and attention it takes to raise such a helpless kid. Children rarely make it to philosophy treatises, and when they do, it sounds like the author had never spent a whole day around an actual child.
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Woohoo, can’t wait to read more Maria!
Enjoying your posts,
curious- how did you make these images, consistent style yet wide variety? really cool!