It feels deep, a deep sacred ancient memory. Deep in a dark cave with little light. I remember. I remember the love that moved through me., through every fiber of my being I was swimming in an essence that tastes like honey. That smells sweet of honeysuckle or cotton candy. My body is warm with a love that flows to the center of the earth, touching the crystalline waters dipping and quenching my thirst. The lightening snaps and