Is there birth in re-birth? Birthing in re-creations, new day in celebrations, manhood in initiations? If I may ask, what is birthing at all? May be it's not birth as in the procreation of the Bs whose attempt to fill the earth has tripled the world's population. Nor in beads and blings, where some have come to terms to bestow onto others without first of all restoring within themselves that creative imagination. Or in birch, when you had your first spanking before ever knowing of schooling.