Poem: Embody Your Higher Self

Walk not in haste, but with the grace
Of stars that know their silent place.
Rise not for pride, but purpose deep,
Where ancient truths and stillness sleep.

Your higher self is not a dream,
Not something far, nor lost upstream.
It whispers in the quiet hour,
A voice of love, a pulse of power.

It does not shout, nor seek control,
But guides the hands, refines the soul.
It lives where patience learns to grow,
Where wisdom waits and egos go.

Stand tall, yet soft — like open skies,
Let kindness dwell behind your eyes.
Speak truth, but not to wound or win;
Let peace begin where you begin.

Forgive with strength, release the past,
For only then can wholeness last.
Let anger burn, then turn to ash—
A brighter flame will rise from that.

No need for crowns or loud applause,
Your path is shaped by higher laws.
Compassion, courage, love, and light—
These are your armor, this your fight.

So breathe, align, and gently see
The self you are, and came to be.
In every step, in every breath,
Embody life, defy false death.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie