Bio: The Beginning

As bizarre and as unbelievable as it sounds, the first memory I have is right after I was born. It was either the day of my birth, or the day after. (I think it was the day after, but I could be wrong, of course.)

As a baby, my thoughts weren’t expressible in a logical pattern that could be easily described with spoken words; but as a baby, feeling was thinking, and my thoughts then, that as an adult I can now describe with words, were what I call “feeling-thoughts.”

I remember being jostled awake and carried into a different room that was darker than the room I had come from. I was placed upon a soft blanket on a hard surface, and then I looked up and saw a large circle with a smaller circle within it, and an even smaller circle within that. I didn’t know the names for the shapes, I just remember what it looked like, and feeling

(feeling-thoughts)

that the shapes were interesting and peculiar and curious about the verbal expression there was to describe them.

Then there was a bright flash of light from the innermost circle that startled me and upset me.

I began to cry.

One of the lady nurses picked me up and comforted me. I could feel the kindness radiating from her.

Then my mother picked me up.

There was no kindness there, and I remember feeling

(feeling was thinking)

how sad I was because my mother didn’t love me.

Those were my first feeling-thoughts that I remember as my first baby picture was taken.

I don’t suppose that this remembering matters much at all in the grand scheme of my life, but in a way that is hard to adequately articulate, it matters very much to me. I was innocent at that time, and my feeling-thoughts were…


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One comment

  1. Thank you for sharing, Loren.

    At least your mother picked you up. Mine wasn’t able to greet me into this world when I arrived. That left some serious scars in me, but I do believe that I am almost healed now, and I am forever grateful to Our Heavenly Father for assisting me along the way.

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