Tag Archives: identity

Even So

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If every life story
turns out not to matter,
if none of the shocks and the falls
or the haunting doubts
or the lonely lows
can make any mark on your being

If none of your items of pride
with their giddy highs,
their sidelong looks
(weighing your relative worth)
are anything you can protect,
anything that can remain

Still you will find
that the spark of your love
and all you’re compelled to defend,
your unplumbable worth
and the need for your presence
shine in Life’s eyes without end.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 17, 2019

Timeless newness

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The wonder of the place
makes you forget stuff,
transfixed, as you are,
with translucency,
suffused with a sense of
the utmost importance,
the tenderest smallness,
of you here now,
you as you never have known yourself
but glimpse that you always have been

You find you forget stuff,
but nothing that matters —
wounds fall away,
and old disappointments,
explanations and excuses, too,
in this timeless
newness of you.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 15, 2019

Tree Planting

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When you talk to the baby trees
before and as you plant them,
I hear your boy heart
pure and clear as blackbird song,
unmasked and frank,
strong in its innocence

I know its power in you
is like a tree core —
able to root down deep
and send shoots soaring
higher than anyone ever thought was possible,
high as hope, as love, as sky.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 20, 2019

Gentle, tender, centered

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Here is my gentle surrender:
release of the constant instructions,
permission to trust that my being
doesn’t depend on my getting it right

Here is my tender surrender:
escape from the concept of consequence,
knowing my hope and my joy to be held
safe in the fact of my Love

Here is my centered surrender,
faithfully placed in the hands of my Truth,
flying in effortless calm,
borne by the infinite cause.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 18, 2019

As often as you need it

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You were here
when the morning stars sang together,
you were here
at the foundation of the earth

When you know yourself as essence,
as what steps out in wonder
at the gifts of the day,
you can see that years
have never changed you,
and all the twists of circumstance
will always fail to knot you up
in some unfortunate condition

Your belovedness
is clear as light
and as immutable —
you don’t need to make yourself be anything —
you are here

And I will tell you this
every day, every hour,
as often as you need it,
and if I weren’t here
the day would still tell you the same thing.
The trees, the wind, the bright waves on the water
—they will tell you, and the birds will, too.
Listen, and you will hear.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 25, 2019

For the Defense

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I will protest the innocence
of every burdened soul,
however young or old,
who wakes with dread,
who meets the hours
in sinking sense of debt,
who thinks of years
in washes of regret

Those allegations
never pertained to you,
you children of the light —
you have been ever fueled
by something unindictable.
Your being is comprised
of an essence so radiant
it will shine you
right out of all the frames
into unspotted day.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 20, 2019

Right Where You Are

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And as for you,
you right there where you are,
in that body
just as it is right now,
you are beloved

Not provisionally,
not in spite of anything,
but in the wholeness,
in the presence
of everything that’s you

Just as you stand,
just as the air nestles around you,
just as the light caresses
all your colors, all your form —
that’s how you are cherished —
not above or under any others
but deeply prized,
essential to the whole.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 12, 2019

Acquittal

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No sleuth was needed
to pick through your life
noting and condemning
ways you fall short —
misguided attentions,
crucial things neglected,
everything that needs to be corrected

Your life is clear,
innocent as dawn,
untouched by any tales
of what you have or haven’t done —
Pick up the cloth and shake it in the wind —
all that isn’t you will fall away,
and as for your bright presence,
it will stay.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 1, 2019

Center

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I will sit in the calm of
what I know I know,
I will let its sweet reminders
quell my concerns, remove
the shadow of anxiety,
the push to make changes,
the constriction in my throat,
between my eyes

I will blink clear
remembering
everything is given us,
we are not abandoned

We are each the center
of ourselves, and each receive
the clear signal of our essence
from the very closest place within

So we intuit our cause
without a single pulse of separation,
so I can be assured
why I am.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 11, 2019