It
all began when I became aware of my existence for the first time, in my mother's womb. I remember hearing conversations and
doing a whole lot of flips forward, backward then rolling from side to side. Since I have been able to hear, I have been listening
to different sounds, some that were in the distance and others that made me vibrate, but I didn't understand them.
One day I surmised in my mind that the sounds I was hearing; 'that vibrated my whole world' had to be coming from somewhere
within this place, but what really intrigued me was that each time I vibrated there was a very loving beautiful sound that
seemed to encompass me. As I began to grow I realized these sounds that vibrated me, were coming from my mother's voice,
when she spoke I vibrated. The other sounds that I heard, I was at a loss to understand. However, was at this very moment
that I began to recognize my mother's voice, anticipating each word when she would be conversing with her friends. I was very
much at home in the womb and was absolutely enraged when my perfect little world was turned upside-down.
Up until this point my daily routine consisted of listening intently to all sounds that were around me and trying to make
out familiar words. My Mum was quite the singer and she sang lullabies to me almost all of the time which was so soothing,
and comforting to me. 'Even though I couldn't see anything that was going on', I was very much aware of how my mommy was feeling;
whether she was upset, happy or distressed in any way. Of course not really knowing what situation I was in, I could only
listen and wonder. Then it happened…I was being born! That’s right, it was my day to face the world! ........
The
last words I heard my father say to me, were run! Wayne run!!!; as he was encircled by a bunch of women in black robes........
