I've been thinking a lot about my existence and mortality as a whole. In part, what brought upon this thinking is a mixture of my existential crisis (ongoing) and my imagination/curiosty.
I have a vivid memory from when I was 9 months old. I was in a plane with my parents. We were going to Jamaica and my ears kept popping and it was bothering me so I started to cry. I remember how it felt - my ears popping and the frustration. I remember my parents conversation. I don't know if I knew what words were but my dad or mom asked for candy for me to help with my ears. I believe it was my mom who said, "Maybe it's her ears." It still blows my mind how I was able to remember what she said at 9 months old, yet, I couldn't talk.
I remember the flight attendant bending down and looking at me. I remember being carried as a 9 month old and how hot it was when we got off the plane. I remember the warm air on my face as we exited the plane and went down the stairs.
A few years ago, I brought up the memory to them one night. We had never discussed that trip before - I just asked if they brought me somewhere when I was little and I asked if I was crying. They were both amazed. "You remember that? How did you remember that? You were so small!"
That is my earliest memory and it still trips me up because I could feel and sense everything but I just wasn't able to communicate verbally. I was small. So, I depended on your parents.
You kinda just live your life until things start to make sense.
But as a baby, I believe you are 100% aware of your conciousness.
That's why babies cry. You are aware of your conciousness but you cannot move your own body without someone lifting you, you can't feed yourself, and no one speaks in your way of communication until you learn english or whatever language your parents speak.
It's a traumatic experience so you are constantly crying for stuff LOL.
Feel free to share. It doesn't have to be childhood specifically (I know some of you probably don't have the greatest memory in the world) but maybe a memory from a long time ago that has stuck with you for a long time.
I'd love to hear your stories!
I have a vivid memory from when I was 9 months old. I was in a plane with my parents. We were going to Jamaica and my ears kept popping and it was bothering me so I started to cry. I remember how it felt - my ears popping and the frustration. I remember my parents conversation. I don't know if I knew what words were but my dad or mom asked for candy for me to help with my ears. I believe it was my mom who said, "Maybe it's her ears." It still blows my mind how I was able to remember what she said at 9 months old, yet, I couldn't talk.
I remember the flight attendant bending down and looking at me. I remember being carried as a 9 month old and how hot it was when we got off the plane. I remember the warm air on my face as we exited the plane and went down the stairs.
A few years ago, I brought up the memory to them one night. We had never discussed that trip before - I just asked if they brought me somewhere when I was little and I asked if I was crying. They were both amazed. "You remember that? How did you remember that? You were so small!"
That is my earliest memory and it still trips me up because I could feel and sense everything but I just wasn't able to communicate verbally. I was small. So, I depended on your parents.
You kinda just live your life until things start to make sense.
But as a baby, I believe you are 100% aware of your conciousness.
That's why babies cry. You are aware of your conciousness but you cannot move your own body without someone lifting you, you can't feed yourself, and no one speaks in your way of communication until you learn english or whatever language your parents speak.
It's a traumatic experience so you are constantly crying for stuff LOL.
Feel free to share. It doesn't have to be childhood specifically (I know some of you probably don't have the greatest memory in the world) but maybe a memory from a long time ago that has stuck with you for a long time.
I'd love to hear your stories!