In retrospect
it all seems so familiar —
the heady feeling of approaching mastery,
the sense of having found a solid answer
and the immediate response
of some overwhelming inundation —
a storm in my internal weather,
an interpersonal nor’easter,
or some flash flood to carry off
all my pat conclusions,
forcing me to let myself be washed through,
re-oriented, stripped of all pretensions,
surrendering, as ever,
to the larger wisdom
to clarify my sense
and make me new.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 19, 2014