Great Spirit, Leave Me Wordless

Still thinking about the awesome power of our moments before we became enslaved to words, when we processed a sense of what happened around us with labeling it.  

When, as a baby who hadn't a clue that those sounds had meaning that could communicate or confuse, we sense the relationships between individuals & groups.  

How did those impressions sink into our mind?   

Common sense tells us they did.  

Our mind was unformed in the acceptably reasonable way, but it still functions even as a newborn.  Been wondering for months & months about the sense of those sense memories - how they're filed in my mind, how do they touch my life.  I have a tender feeling about them.  A longing to be liberated through wordlessness....