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Bones

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Let’s start at the beginning
where my bones know your bones,
where they can feel them laugh,
mirth ripples echoing
down their shafts,
delight inherent

Let’s start at the beginning
where they confide trustingly
the solid truth about themselves,
the longing and the confidence,
the places they hold open
for the rest of us to play –
how glad they are that we’ve availed ourselves
of their hospitality,
that we have come home here
to be together.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 13, 2021

Take possession of your body

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At the voice of Truth, your body
thrills in awareness, all its currents
apparent, transparent  – its unobstructed flow
coursing with power. You feel the solidness
of it – not as clay, but as imperative,
the joy of presence, unmovedness
of honesty, the certainty of what it is,
what it must be

Ask your body  – it will tell you
what you may have been trying
to assert. Give it credit,
and give it slack. And finally,
give it comfort, for it deserves to know
you will take care of it,
you have its back.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 12, 2021

One body

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If we share one body,
it must be embodiment,
must be that pressing up against the edge
that lets us move in perfect fit,
that lets us feel there’s nothing between
us and the impulse, the precise knowing
of where we are to be –
must be that satisfaction
of having been the dance itself,
of being the very art,
fully in tune

If we are one body,
we must know how we each feel,
must feel the same press within
and so innately follow
all of the intentions
and attentions, all the powering desire  –
we must know how,
within our body,
to be one.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 6, 2021i

The Effect of Kindness

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Since my body had been
soaked in kindness,
it had no voice to complain —
it wanted to stay there
in the memory and present fact
of kindness,
where it confessed
it was eager to learn,
eager to do anything I might ask

It was willing to abandon
any tales of injury or weakness
and just stay there in the aura
the kindness had bestowed

When it next moved
it was a different body
than the one I had walked in before.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 19, 2020

Walk in power

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Walk in power
for your movement comes
from a force within,
a source that’s infinite

Just like song pours out of birds,
and last night, music flowed as sweetly
from all of those who chose to share,
like dance comes up from music
needing no rehearsal,
you step forth

Your frame does not create your gait,
it only follows —
the poise, the grace, the rhythm
are in Mind.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 8, 2019

Yoga

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Silently, because they have been asked,
the members of my body straighten —
they stretch out from where they’ve been crunched,
find new alignment with each other.
They take up the work of support,
they learn to do their part

So I stand taller,
I find bend and balance,
I find length and strength,
and the air
flows through me
fuller, deeper

I feel this shape
is more me
than I have been before,
which makes me wonder
what decisions
put us in our former shape
and what awakening
awaits us yet.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 17, 2017

Fire Body

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My fire body
flickers quiet,
burns steady,
straight rising licks
of warmth and intention
softly rippling through the breath of time

I have not known this one for long
though it has surely been here,
powered at its focal point
by the spirit of being

Emerging now to meet the need,
teaching me to move
through these exigencies
calm and potent,
teaching me myself
in a way I hadn’t seen.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 31, 2017

Liberated

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Though you may carry your shame
in your posture,
though you may exude
the helpless unhappiness
that shows you feel
your body has not been your friend,
though you feel bullied
by its insistence on exposing
your ungainly softness,
making you a target for rejection

Though you have also hidden
behind your flesh,
made it a fortress
behind which you hope
to be invisible,
You can’t hide your glorious light

You are a marvel —
your sensitivity, your fine desires,
your tender hopes, your latent
tendrils of affection
are intricate and precious,
and if the world isn’t worthy
of your gifts,
it still needs them
and will be profoundly liberated
as you set yourself free.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 4, 2015

Body of Movement

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Consider my body
and how it moves —
the reach and balance points,
the arcs extended
through my spine, my limbs —
consider how it spins
and how it leans and stretches

There is no moment
when it is not made of motion.
Even at its most still,
the counterpoints of rise and fall,
of soft and taut
are what define it

It’s not a mass of matter
waiting to be activated.
It’s not comprised of elements
that might move.

It is the actual movement
as clearly defined by my thought
as the vortex form
is governed by its rippling imperative —
cohesion of the liquid
and the gravity that draws it
and the honored channels
through which it flows

My body is like that —
transparent, wave formed,
kinetic,
whirling through the dance
of present tense.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 11, 2015

photo by Edward Mulhern

Lyric Body

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lyric body

My lyric body dances on sound,
Skips along the logs at Richmond Beach,
Leans into the lift of wind,
Sings the tunes that rise up in response

This is the flow
of joy-impelled intent
which moves to celebrate the balances
of all that breathes in concert with the day
and all the ways it touches
and is touched

This is not the mechanism
I was taught was me,
nor yet a chassis I inhabit —
This is the one that flies in dreams
and also here, perhaps,
in the rich euphoria
spanning all my arcs,
connecting me.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 20, 2014