When you talk with your mother what do you hear? Under all the words, whatever they are, is a sound with resonance I heard it the other day, again for the first time. I had just called my mom and got her voice mail. As I stood there in my kitchen listening to her speak I was struck by her voice. I listened and realized her voice was the first voice I ever heard. From deep in her womb, her voice connected and resonated with me. Her voice is the voice I have known my whole existence.
What a deep amazing connection we have with our mothers. A connection that goes back in so many ways to even before our birth. A mother’s voice cuts to the core.
Many women talk and sing to their babies during pregnancy. We stroke and rub our bellies. We love our babies before we ever see their face or hold their sweet little hands. And our voices, our love, provide a bridge into the waking world. A world we all come into innocent and impressionable. When we arrive we are hopefully greeted with warm love and a first vision of that wonderful person who has nourished us all along, and we hear her voice.