Follow the path of innocence
down to where it is sweetest —
honey-light pure, bright as laughter.
We can use this essence
for many things, I think —
we can use it to hold things together,
we can use it to heal ourselves.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 25, 2018
Every little one
gets to be comforted,
however muddy
they may have become,
however muddled,
however wrong-headed
they may have been
in their self justified crusades —
every one of them
gets to come home
In this new regime
there is no contest,
in this understanding,
nothing less than the absolute worth
of each of them,
the hush inducing glory
of each tiny one, and each great one, too,
set holy in the rightness
of encircling Love.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 23, 2018
Every one of them
has an invitation,
every one of them
has a key,
every one of them can enter
the upper chamber, the light-filled room
whose ceiling is heaven,
whose glow will bathe them,
and everyone they bring with them,
in healing light. They are not alone here
though they came alone. In their solitude
their light lifts the whole atmosphere
and all of us breathe freer.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 22, 2018
There is precedent for pleading
so I’m pleading now,
though I know I don’t even
own the voice I plead with,
though I know Your truth
informs my every thought
There is precedent for pleading
so I’m pleading now —
Lord, there are so many of us
who will be lifted by this light,
so much hope conferred
in this simple proof.
Show me the way.
Cause me to understand.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 21, 2018
I ask the Spirit of all that is,
all that I know to be true,
to deliver me to where
it’s not irresponsible
to be fearless,
where it’s not ignorant
to be unalarmed,
where none of those accusing voices
have any relevance at all
In the name of
all that I’ve ever lived for,
let me recognize
the power and will of Life
to hold us precious,
perfect as we are,
eternal, pure.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 2, 2018
We put in our protest
against this box of pain —
it doesn’t get to hem us in
or stare us in the face
in every place we turn
How have we asked to be betrayed?
What have we swallowed
to render us unworthy?
Where have we believed
that we deserve this pain —
What have we chosen?
We asked to be beloved,
we asked to be the ones
who shine the essence forth
of all that is
We asked to have the depth
that would include ourselves
and everyone we see
and everyone we know about
in the hallowed harmony
of who we are
We have not asked for pain,
and what we have not asked for
we can not receive.
This is what I ask
to see for myself.
©Wendy Mulhern
January 26, 2018
They catch you up
in rings of kindness,
they cradle you,
they hold you sacred,
they wish to see you blessed
with everything you need
This gift to you unfolds
as gift to them —
they are caught up
in the light that kindness brings,
they define it with their actions
They summon it
from the ever-presence —
so they become light bearers
and also light.
So you have catalyzed
and so you shall receive.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 28, 2017
The fact that we’re here to save the world
doesn’t mean we have to be
serious all the time. There’s room
in the moments between
to be droll
There’s enough power here, after all,
that there’s no need to strain or struggle —
there’s room to be silly and soulful,
there’s plenty of space to laugh.
The world will be fine.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 23, 2017
In our ascent through the passage
there is letting go,
there are changes of shape
that let us pass
where we couldn’t have fit before
There is a stretching and a turning,
each move in its needed place and time
that lets us become something different,
something that’s able to make it through.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 20, 2017
This is a time of power,
this is a time of jubilee
from all your faults —
you don’t need to repeat them
anymore. You don’t need to
pay homage to your past mistakes
by making them once more again today
This is a time of freedom
and the sweet release that comes
from simple pure repentance
and from standing up again
in the resultant clarity
of who you really are,
to make amends
in a way that really heals,
to set things right
from this new place of strength.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 9, 2017