The early years were hard mentally. Even with the calming mediation and time consuming fetching of wood, and then searching for seasonally less abundant food, still things tore at their minds. ‘No interaction! Is this plain child cruelty? Is this remotely fair? If this goes wrong then we could be seen as mad, even evil.’
No interaction was impractical to begin with, a baby needs a mother and there was no intention in the plan to interfere with that. Yin applied some milk from a plant to Te’s skin as he slept to ease sunburn and of course they provided food and water. They both held him and moved him into the shade as needed, but this was as a baby, and the deal was that he would grow up free of influence. The boundaries were getting blurred as their Te grew more aware of them.
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