Have you ever had a ‘memory’ that just doesn’t fit into life as you know it? I have, and it’s led me to question if it is a memory from this life or before I was born. Sometimes they are like blurred pictures. Other times they are crystal clear.
It’s the recurring ‘memories” that get me. These crystal clear memories were very frequent before the age of ten. After that, I suppose innocence was lost – I never had them again. The one I’m thinking of now is a page boy running for his life on a castle’s battlements. In this memory, I am that page boy. I have no proof, I just feel like this was in medieval France. Weird, but recurring for me. At the time, I was an inner city kid living in the concrete jungle of New York City.
What is your earliest memory?
Powered by Linky Tools
Click here to enter your link and view this Linky Tools list…