Waves like days roll in,
each one a fluid confluence
of wind and tide
and things we can’t see, undersea,
each one worth watching
from where it forms
all the way to shore
and while it dances the sky reflection
up the beach
And the freshness of this one morning,
the one we’re riding on,
breaks through our waiting senses,
splashing its delight
all the way through us.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 20, 2022
Fill my day with something new –
winds across the grasses
assist them in insisting
this is the only now they have –
they will sing and bend and turn
and send their all-important seeds
each on its own journey
It is soul work, it is adventure,
and they do it now as if they were
the only grasses to ever live,
and indeed, as the only ones they see,
that could be so for them
except the ancient hum
intones its timeless song
along their shafts.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 18, 2022
I think of meeting you hereafter
(though hereafter’s not a time that I believe in)
I ask myself:
in my regimen where only now exists,
is there a place, a state, where we can meet again?
I consider:
what rare and rich awareness
can encompass fully all of me and you –
a way more solid than imagination
where you can truly tell me what is new?
It seems far off, but also within reach
along this journey of my steady climbing –
I can prepare myself by being
always more of who I am
and seeing clearly
who you’ve always been.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 17, 2022
In the morning, I felt reflective
on the constructs I have held up,
and held dear, then shed like clothes,
like skin
Later, I felt connected
with the source of everything,
I felt embodiment
like a forming crest, like cambium
And now, well after dark,
after this long summer day,
well past my bedtime,
I feel ready to be led,
like a lamb, like a child,
to a more constant praxis
of my Truth.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 15, 2022
Beware the misdirection
of those who serve the beast –
they put forth expectations
in a voice that makes you think
they are your own. They would have you
assume you want the things
they say you want, and fear
the things they say you need to fear,
and be compelled to follow
the story arc that they inculcate
to you and all the others in their thrall
You don’t owe them anything!
You are the sovereign expression
of divinity. The logic of your being
asserts itself through all of you.
It holds the whole direction
for your life,
and you can follow it
in awed discovery
of all the joyful wonder that is you.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 14, 2022
It well may be
you can find kindness
anywhere. Still,
there are some places not to go
when you are searching
for someone to be kind to you
(They spit you out!
They don’t give you a chance
to speak for yourself! They speak
to their assumptions about you –
they never see you at all!)
Of course the best way to find kindness
is to be kind.
Then you can find it anywhere –
if not in others
then at least in yourself.
From there it tends to multiply …
©Wendy Mulhern
July 13, 2022
Go ahead, take it –
take the empowerment –
you’ll like the way it feels –
it’s definitely worth it
to ditch the victimhood
and the self justification
Take the empowerment –
it’s worth the humbleness it takes
to toss off how you’ve framed yourself before –
I promise you’ll enjoy it,
and you’ll feel much more
like how you always sensed
that you could be.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 12, 2022
Entitlement is not
a happy state of the heart.
Those who are whole
desire to do their part –
they are fed by what they give –
to be a giver is to live
Compassion feeds the soul
and saves us
from swallowing the shadowed insult
of someone’s expectation to be served.
They may be arrogant, disparaging, insensitive –
compassion makes us whole.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 11, 2022
My son, I tell you this because
to share the hidden vectors
lets you take hold of them,
lets you wield them
instead of being secretly pierced
My father thought
hiding such things from me
would spare me, but I found
I had to treat his wounds anyway,
not knowing they were his,
feeling them my own
I know that what I don’t transmute
I leave for you to do –
know that I’m working on it.
Maybe this way, somehow,
we can work on it together –
maybe we both
can find a freer sphere.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 10, 2022
Day fades,
shadows gather under shelves,
light still bathes the evening sky,
the moon upon its long watch.
Cats grow active,
moths against the window
safe from paws,
travels have landed us –
here we are.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 8, 2022