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Courage...

YOU WERE MEANT


All of this--

it is preparation:

 for walking in the world

as Light.


You have been found now,

and the running of many lifetimes

is over.


So as each layer of dust

is wiped clean from the surface

the You

you have known

must disperse.


Let this Light become

your Speech & your Silence.


Let the grief

that has lived you,

pass away.


Let the people

who love You,

Love Themselves.


Let the Earth shake,

the Stars burn,

the Skies break

when You do...


As painful as this part is,


You were meant

to know your Light.




SHAMELESSLY

I know that these words may open you

shamelessly.

For the surprise element I apologize.

But not for the response.

Never

for what it is that will be exposed to the Light.

There is that second before a second,

just before you cover and run,

when you hear the lightning of Truth 

crackling through your skies

to find you again,

because Life wants you back.

I know that these words may open you

shamelessly.

RISE TOGETHER

It's a beautiful time to be alive.

And the long walk home is peopled—

We

are everywhere.


Yet the struggle to Surrender 

is where we often walk alone.


So the next time you fall,

look to either side where you lie,

and take the hand

of your dear Brother or Sister

whose own clothes are muddied.


We can rise together,

even if we fall alone.


For it's a beautiful time to be alive,


even

on this

long 

walk 

home.

LOVE ITSELF

Please do not regret

all those moments that have brought you


Here.


If you are seeing this,

then your perseverance has been answered,

and a Grace is coming.


So for now, hold on loosely to where you are.

And like knots on a rope that mark your reaching,

hand over hand

you will continue to climb.

Sometimes through ecstasy,

sometimes through white agony~

but

higher,

into evermore Light.


This same formula, over and over again,

until that day you find yourself


just a beacon;

only flame,


in a place

where even


Love Itself


has

come

undone.

NOW IS YOUR TIME


Now is your time—no more excuses.

What are those wings for, anyway?


When you wake, do not first move outside,

but stoke the flames within

that wait

for the breath of your

Self Divinity


Then let that Fire Roar


fanned

by

Each of Your

fledgling


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The poems you've read here are available in the book, Home Remembers Me, a collection of over 90 poems written by Em Claire that support the journey of "a Spiritual being having a Human experience". Also available on audio as a double-CD set, read by the author.