Then comes another one, she said, “I am in a deep cavern in the earth, and there is a long, long trough, really, with water, running water in this long, long trough. And this enormous white worm is in it. Sitting on the banks of this water is a babe, in the nude, about eight months old. He seems so completely in control of himself. He’s sitting up and in complete control, eight months old, looking at his extended hands.” She said, “You were up above it all and looking down at the child. I was looking at the child. And then, I heard myself repeating to myself, ‘Can a man bear a child?’ and I am waiting, repeating ‘Can a man bear a child?’”431 ¶24