Remember who you are

An ode to the remembering, the forgetting, and the remembering... again and again as you reveal your radiance to yourself and the world.

Were you ever asked, “Who do you think you are?”

I heard this question a lot as a child, and it was not said with love and curiosity but with lots of judgment and what felt like a desire to put me in my place. Many of my contemporaries heard this same statement throughout childhood or some variation.