What is a voice?
I will say it is so: The first voice I heard belonged to my mother. It was her voice I listened to from the womb; from the moment my head emerged into this world; from the moment I was pushed out then placed on her belly before the umbilicus was cut; from the moment when she cradled me in her arms. My mother spoke to me: “Hello, little one. You are here, I am here.”
I will say it is so: My mother´s voice is a lullaby in my cells. When I am still, my body feels her breathing.
When Women Were Birds, Fifty-four Variations on Voice, Terry Tempest Williams.