My Birth…

What if I  were to share with you that I remember my Birth…?  The smell of Ether, the tremendous light, the look of absolute exuberant joy as my father looked at me in the nursery for the first time?

I do.

We were all there yet few of us remember. Why and why not?  Is the memory so deeply buried that it takes the unraveling of layers of consciousness to reveal what has always been there? As the conscious mind begins to be make conscious the so called sub-conscious, many fascinating memories are found. Psychologists have been saying for decades that we only use 5-10% of our mind. Are you interested in what’s in the other 90%?  I am.  As a dedicated explorer of the inner and outer worlds…I’m all in!