Going down a canal

My earliest memory is a strange, recurring dream that I think is probably a birth memory. I think I've had it for years, for forever, it's just been so much a part of me. It's me going down a very narrow channel. I am traveling down the canal in a head-first position as if I were swimming.

There seems to be a little water in the channel, and I'm going down that. It is very enclosed and I can see the color of the canal and it has red in it. The impression I have is RED!

I seem to somehow be aware that there's water on the other side of something, and somehow I know there's a mouth to this channel, an ending "out there."

One day it occurred to me, "Good Lord, did my mind record in some way the birth canal? Am I in some way remembering going down the birth canal?"

Posted By: Elsie Frost McMurry
Author, East Lansing, Michigan

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