Yesterday my family and I were in the car taking a trip. In the passenger seat, I was watching the rain slip down the window and how fuzzy the light beams from headlights and street lamps become in the weathered dark, while Cold Play’s album X&Y was playing in the CD deck. All of a sudden, my arms and legs felt limp and waves of adrenalin rushed over my body as the music crescendi and dipped. Memories came back to me from holding my daughter in the bathtub to the smell of her newborn skin. And then, birthing room memories: dim lights, anxious anticipation, the whirling, the losing control. These were brief glimpses, feelings, and took less than seconds. I began to analyze what I was happening. It was the music. I asked my husband if this was the CD playing when my daughter was born and he confirmed it. In fact, the song we were listening to at that very moment was the song that was playing when she came into the world. My body remembered even though I had not. Isn’t that AmaZing
Definitely, that’s amazing. The body does indeed have memory. Thanks for sharing.