Remembering

I remember a time when my home was the stars
I remember a time when I saw it all and was so happy that it was there so grateful

I remember a time when I was so happy, content and at peace amongst the light

I remember home
I remember the love
I remember the peace

I remember a time when pain and fear is a distant memory
A time remember of what I had to go through but with an understanding of why

I remember a time when all this stuff that doesn’t make sense now made sense

A place where I did not feel like I had express what I feel it was all understood it was accepted it was all my truth who I was and it was ok.

A time when I would not have to speak
A time where the only thing you where judged on was your intention and not your word, which do not have the capacity to express your truth

It’s the knowing of this and seeing of this that will bring me through and over all this