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Healing Waters

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River of peace
flows out from us –
be still enough to notice  –
to notice that the heat of argument
is not us, the rage
at the bland cruelty of some other side
is not us, the hot tears
at having tried so long, so hard,
and still not seeing any signs
of coming any closer
are not us

Much as all those things claim
to need our attention, what they really need
is our calm. One that extends
all the way to the bottomless
limpid clear
simple justice
of truth. One that extends from our source
and rises as it flows
and where it goes,
the land will thrive
and all the waters will be healed.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 30, 2021

Pause

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I will agree
to not go backward.
We can pause, we can rest  –
that’s good – it lets all the ripples
catch up to us, it lets
the consequences of our revelation
settle into place

It is well to take the time to celebrate
the new green, the new calm,
the ready place for long waiting seeds
to swell and sprout, and start to branch
into new understanding

It is not going backward
to take all this in –
it’s just allowing time for new hope
to bear its tender fruit.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 30, 2021

On this day

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On the one hand,
I’m not interested
in being snagged
in emotions of days,
or being tricked into feeling things
I think people think I must feel

On the other hand,
I don’t want to paper over
anything that might lead
to deeper understanding,
anything that, by being healed,
would  bring me closer
to the light of truth

So I let myself cry
but don’t make up reasons  –
bring this like a tithe
to where it might do the most good.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 14, 2021

Forgive us our debts

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I strive to forgive
as I would be forgiven,
because it is the same debt,
the same fault –
what I see in the other
and what I find in me

And it’s the same grace
that lifts us both,
erasing the offending image
from my perception,
as criticism in myself,
as what I criticized
in someone else

We both are free,
and I have done
no more than what’s required  –
no great act of virtue  –
just what saves me
and may save
someone else as well.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 19, 2021

Ready

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I start first with the traffic
in my mind
“to bless and not condemn ” –
Thoughts pass by quickly,
they arc and settle in the places
they have gone before  –
I have to pull them out
and see what object they have held
and if they blessed or they condemned.
If they need correcting
I have to do it

There is plenty of traffic.
(“to love and not judge “)
– the judgment being so dismissive,
requiring no more thought  –
as neatly tied and closed
as a politician’s speech,
so easy to write off.
While loving – that’s a far deeper engagement,
which, if I’ve done truly,
will stay with me

“To heal and not pass by” –
There is no neutral ground  –
despite my arsenal of reasons
not to offer aid.
There’s only one answer
that engages what I am
and what I’m here for –
There’s no real option
to turn away.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 12, 2021

Thanks to Ross Safronoff for quoted text

Healing

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All these words have been said
about healing,  how it is your coming home
to what has always been,
how it’s your awakening
to who you really are

These words are true,  and somewhere
beyond the quick dismissal
and the calculation
that these are pretty thoughts
that somehow don’t apply to you

There is a clarity
that sends its straight lines down
so numerous that they become space,
so powerful  that everything
tingles in their presence

There is a truth that focuses and strengthens,
and in its halo
you are made whole.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 7, 2020

In this place of tears

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I’m forced to remember
I can’t do this alone,
can’t toss my thoughts high enough
to scale the peak,
can’t get the answer
from random imprints of emotions

I’m forced to remember
answers have nothing for me –
I need the deep suffusing
of what knows me.
I need to give up my projections
and let myself be shown.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 25, 2020

Stepping Up

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More dangerous to me than hardship
is the vapid satisfaction
that accepts a lie about my being
because it’s not that bad,
that accepts a happy that is disempowered,
that lets a picture of a good life
obscure the depth and brilliance
of a life truly lived,
a life whose purpose is
to show the presence of
the good encompassing
the whole of being,
healing and including all the world.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 10, 2020

The Clearing Stream

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How the situation turned, I see,
is less important
than how my thought is turning —
the still power
that holds beneath the surface,
the calm current
the now dispersing ash reveals

The situation
will pull itself in line,
adjust itself to match the contours
of underlying truth.
It won’t become the truth,
or even truth’s essential measure,
which runs more clear
as these illusions
are washed away.


©Wendy Mulhern
September 11, 2020


Release

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Crying is finally
a way to go home,
or the memory of it,
a way to gather enough waters
to lift you out of the dream,
wash you towards the place
where former memories
have no more weight,
where they just shine
like shafts of light dancing in the deep

They come around
to peer into the pool,
to see it fathomless,
to smile and laugh
at all the glints of it,
to see their grace
now made clear
while silent stones
sink gratefully down and down and down.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 6, 2020