Have you ever wondered what that voice is that, when we make decisions or think with ourselves about a topic, with are we talking?

Some time ago I learned about the term - mother's voice.

A voice that is strong in our soul - resounding and accepted from birth. The voice that, when we are still in mother's womb, is our future companion in life. The voice we know from birth and the one we trust. And we trust from the heart and all of ourselves. The voice that later in life we are taught what to do or not to do. The one that is decisive when making decisions. The voice of what when we grow up, it remains about our thoughts.

I have a strong voice. My voice was born loud and clear, low and unique. I admit that and aware Although I am used to my timbre and it seems that my voice is already a normal voice, I must admit, that no man in the world has a normal voice! Especially for women who raise children . By "ordinary" I mean insignificant. For each sound, timbre, vibration are important.

I have said that for each of us as an infant, baby, child mother is basic life, basic security, basic health and mom's voice is a continuation of this safety, health, thinking , when the child grows into a teenager, and already as an adult. The life choices of each of us are hidden deep in the subconscious from the time when we were still, perhaps, ourselves we don't remember. And who we are today is the sum of our choices. To make a choice in life, we always initially we consult ourselves. Yes, we judge things with ourselves in our thoughts.

And in our thoughts, the answers are often buried subconsciously, and in the language we grew up with.

As an example, I would mention the relationship between mother and child , where if mother always said You are beautiful, I love you, you are unique , as an adult's inner voice, looking at himself in the mirror, will say the same.

But if mom has been abusive and scolded, for example Your hands are too big, your legs are too fat, you are ugly when you cry , then this voice will sound when you have to deal with things related to self-esteem himself. And it is not the phrases that are decisive here, but the way they are said. Shades of voice in our memory gives a feeling.

I am at the beginning of raising my child, my son, where my voice is heard, already seeing it for myself.

Human crying, exhaustion, and arguments about feelings are common in any relationship. Very friendly or not, be it loud or quiet crying - we all, being mothers, have come across it. And the temperament is every woman's strength and enemy . With this, we often leave ourselves "under the wheels" or otherwise we highlight in the sun. And here is the voice of each of us - mom. It would be important to realize that.

I mentioned my loud voice, which often echoes in the neighbors' walls, and if a relative does not recognize me, then they know me by voice. Yes, if it hurts, it hurts loudly . I have shouted and then cried out of anger at myself that my child had to hear this. The feelings at that time clearly showed that the tone, timbre and volume I chose was not at all desirable to my men at home. I have a strong girlfriend who will talk me out of the blue pointed out that never, never should we women raise our voices against men. Why? Because it's simple traumatic. And it doesn't give anything. We must find from the earth, from within, from ourselves a deep strength to calm ourselves, and the main thing is not to raise your voice louder than yourself - men, because it is the mother's voice, which then our own sons, daughters can have it ringing in their heads forever.

I was speechless for a second and remembered my mother's voice that speaks to me in important moments of my life. I understood that everything about the basis, choices and self-love, also the voice of the other person - mom sometimes speaks stronger than mine themselves. These are my side thoughts that keep me from thinking.

After the conversation, I returned home and looked at my son, who was looking at me with shining child's eyes... I was smiling and I whispered to him that I love him. And I swore to myself not to raise my voice against myself and my loved ones again. Because I know that my voice is very important and forever in the heart and feelings of a little person.

When I don't have strength, I look for it from the depths of the earth - in nature, in my fantasy, in so many and different sources of inspiration. Me looking for a way to do it differently, that would give my child the voice of a loving mother every day, that would lift him up, be able to be support and a reasonable guide in the future.

And I am sharing my thoughts about the voice here because it is good for all of us who have children to think about what is a mother's voice. Both what is inherited from our mothers and what we ourselves will inherit.

Author of the article: IEVA FLORENCE-VÍKSNE

Photo: OSKARS FLORENCES-VÍKSNE

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