Hold a Candle . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Hold a Candle

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    • “Hold a Candle,” a Poem by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words

Dear Ones,

Here is a poem written during the monthly creative writing class I attended at the beginning of May. In this poem I tried to express the popular liberal sentiment towards transvestites.

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Elsewhere in my blogs I express the stance I would take were I a transvestite (a crossdresser) or transgender person dealing with the Ascension clearing process through the Incoming Light.

That process also involves neutral witnessing, I feel, but of a different sort: In that field ‘beyond right and wrong’ (to quote the great mystical poet Rumi) each of us stands alone with God, and assesses the what and wherefore of our human condition, the causal incidents of our Soul wounding, and that ruthlessly truthful Awareness that leads to an ever brighter Body of Light.

There is an edited Summary after the video …



Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

Should I offer context for this poem or ought I not? I will give it a go. As you may know, I am a straight woman. There was a group of people whose gender preferences were different from my own. It appeared to me that, over the years, there began to be hostility on the part of some of them to do with our different outlooks.

At a writing class last month, we had an assignment to write a story that included certain words. Each person in the class contributed one word at that moment; and the words were: candle, crutch, soar, sadness, transvestite, and excitement. 

There was a tape recorder for the first time in the mix, and I had an unworthy presentiment that a lawsuit might be in the works, to do with their feeling that my intuition regarding some (surely not all) transvestites, about which I have written.

What to do? The long and the short of it is, I ‘asked up’, and Spirit wrote this poem that included all those words.

My gift to the class was a poem that included all those words. Here is that poem for you; it is called “Hold a Candle” ….

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“Hold a Candle”
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
5 May 2019


Hold a candle
Find a light
Hold it high
Against the night

What’s a hindrance?
What’s a crutch?
Find the surest
Healing touch!

Soar in laughter
Sink in pain
Sense the level
Strong terrain

Sadness catches
One and all
Then allows us
To recall

How excitement
May sustain —
Double, triple
Each small gain

Trust that
Each transvestite’s fear
May find comfort

Hear their yearning
Sense their call:
I’m God’s child
As are we all.

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As you may know, there are a great many murders of transvestites and of transgender women. The popular view is one of shock and finger pointing. That I feel to be in line with popular sentiment against gender preference bullying. In other words, it seems to me that popular sentiment has finally turned to a liberal approach towards gender preference, and that, by extension, people have a liberal point of view towards cross-dressing.

And then there is my intuition that, in some cases, transvestites carry a burden of hidden rage, that might in a moment in which I am unwary leap out and strike me.

To be blunt, in some instances when I am in the presence of a transvestite, I fear for my life. In that context, because I have learned to trust my intuition so as to avoid danger here in Los Angeles, it feels to me that popular sentiment is the maudlin expression of the innocence of lambs before the slaughter.

Amongst transvestites I sometimes sense great cunning, and intent to slaughter. Then there are transvestites who are like on television … well meaning people who prefer a gender not expressed at birth. Why the variance?

Could it be there are those masquerading as transvestites as a disguise for serial killing, for instance? If that were so, then surely I would feel threatened when in their physical presence. Yet in the presence of other transvestites I feel at ease.

How to reconcile these: The concern of our society for needless slaughter of transvestites, and this intuition that I have regarding hidden rage in some cases?

I went to law enforcement on this. Law enforcement opined the folks from whom I was fleeing would prey upon each other, and in that way eliminate the threat to me without the law having to involve itself with my protection.

A transvestite attended my church on Palm Sunday, and the person sat in the pew in front of me. I had a concern for my physical safety, so I left very quickly after the service. And that set me to thinking.

Last night, in the wee small hours, it occurred to me that the murders of transvestites reported in Wikipedia might to some extent have to do with competition within their ranks. Could it be that there are cunning murderers posing as transvestites who are turning on and murdering each other, as law enforcement had suggested?

Yet if this were so, and if that subset were to be quite cunning, how might they succeed in murdering each other if they have not quite a bit of practice murdering ‘lambs’ … innocent people like me? There are, after all, in this physical world, both lambs like us and wolves in sheep’s clothing, are there not? In which case, I ought to do my best to guard my perimeter and live a safe and happy life.

In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett
I Am of the Stars


MUSICAL CREDITS: Music by Nesrality from Pixabay … “British Folksong -Searching for Lambs,” by Nesrality, Pixabay License

Written on 5 May 2019; published on 31 May 2019; 4 April 2023


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poems by Alice, poetry, transvestite, crossdressing, transgender, sexuality, Rumi, 2u3d, incoming light, soul wounding, transformation, law enforcement, social issues,

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