The incident is immediately
thronged by storymongers,
elbowing each other for your time
Some offer blame,
some offer quests,
some offer juicy roles —
the martyr, the oppressed
Any one will take you
down a convoluted path,
offering light
just around the next corner
Some may offer softer rides,
some may promise more intense life lessons,
Each of them will swear
they are the only way,
None of them, however, will deliver
The one thing that can give you what you need
gives it quite clear — apparent from the start —
the cleansing waves of light across your brow,
the steady flow of truth into your heart
Stay open, and resist the stories,
urgent and compelling though they seem —
Hold out instead for comprehensive vision
and rise, thereby awakened from the dream.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 26, 2015
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