A New Light

Chapter 2

A bright light filled my vision as I struggled to open my eyes. Colors and shapes all blurred together, after listening to the crying noise of a baby I realized I was the one crying. Quickly stopping my cries- due to my pride- I tried to find and focus my on my mother. The first thing I saw was her majestic lavender-blue eyes and brown hair, that faded to ash. After that I took a moment to notice her smile. It was a warm smile, one that made me feel as if I were the greatest thing, someone who would give her eternal joy.

Her face obviously showed she was warn-out, but was still showering me with her smiles. Looking up I saw her call over someone, but her voice is so muffled that I can't hear what she says.

As a man with golden hair and turquoise eyes towers over me, I realize that he gave of the same feeling of pure joy. This being the first time experiencing such emotions, I didn't want to let my new parents down.

Giving the brightest smile I can, I attempt to wave my hand at them. From that small movement my father- or should I call him papa? - snatches me from my mothers arms and starts cuddling with me. As I am already very close to him head, I sate my curiosity of how his hair felt by grabbing onto his head and rubbing against it. Very soft...

Slowly dosing off I realize, A newborn baby's body can only do so much before falling asleep...

5 Months Old
Sleeping, getting changed, eating, sleeping again, and getting changed again. I soon realized that my pride did not exist, in fact it was never there in the first place. Getting striped and bathed by someone else was something I am ashamed to say I was getting used to.

When was first born I came to terms with the fact that no matter how old I was mentally, it would no help me if I couldn't even life my own head. So, as to not waist time, everyday at nap time, I would find opportunities to meditate and make my inner self stronger.  Weeks later, after many meditation sessions, I found out I could see glowing swirls of color while meditating.

Mentally, I reach out to grab them. I hadn't even reached the halfway point when they all rushed towards me. Colors of red, orange, green, blue, purple, brown, black and white swirls together and aim for my chest. Startled by a sudden increase in power, I fall out of my state of meditation and open my eyes. Looking around I confirm that I am still in my crib.

Feeling my physical body gaining a lot more strength, I test myself my doing pull-ups against the crib bars. Enduring up until my 40th one, I fall back down. My body is definitely a lot stronger.

Adding exercises to my mental training list, I begin push-ups and sit-ups.