Tag Archives: identity

Unbowed

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I’m going to tell you some things
that get down to the deepest
level of thought,
the place where cause and effect
are calculated, the place where,
regardless of the words you tell yourself,
you make decisions of your heart and movement

(What you believe, you see,
cannot be seen by what you say —
what you believe is shown
by what you do)

Down here, you’ll see
the bargains that you made
along the way,
the things against yourself
that you agreed to
because you thought
you had no other choice

I’m telling you now:
you can let these go
when you see they haven’t served you
and have never even
given you anything

You can let them go
when you see yourself
standing in your native stature,
undiminished and unbowed.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 2, 2017

Bolder

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We take our small and steady steps,
we lose whole crops, we gain
(belated) diligence,
we come around again,
we reap our tiny harvests
and we prepare
for bolder steps ahead

In truth, it isn’t absence
that teaches presence,
nor does avoidance teach precision —
the confidence of mastery
is not learned through timidity
but boldness will bring forth
more of the same

Fill us, then, with presence,
let us be enchanted
with the strength and certainty
of our stroke,
let us live the boldness
of knowing who we are,
let us walk securely in our hope.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 3, 2017

News Flash

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We are not passengers —
we are the horse

We are the ones running
and each of us can feel
the surprise touch,
each of us can be awakened
from our sense of waiting
for someone else to do the miracle
so we can cheer

We already are the miracle,
we already are the shining
of Love’s children —
look at us
I mean look at yourself
on the inside

You’ll see it, that chain of light
all laced through you,
the one you fight for every day,
the one you live for

We are the miracle
and nothing stops us
from running through to claim it.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 30, 2017

Strings

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I come again to feel the need
for that gentle lift
along the strings of my being,
straightening essential lines,
untangling the twists
and places things have fallen
topsy turvy

I need to feel the breath of light
that courses through the strings,
that gives them strength and vibrancy
and sets them in alignment

This is the love touch I desire —
the one that knows the order
of all the threads of me,
the one that sees me whole
and sets me there, lit up from within,
clear channeled, free.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 24, 2017

Self Shine

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One day you find yourself held
in the shine that lets you
be as you envisioned you could be,
suddenly strong enough to wield
the needed tools, precision locked in,
clarity of mind

In a rush, you are riding a wave —
the power of you, bearing you up,
the surge of joy, to be so carried
as if it were a force outside yourself
delivering this lift

You will seek this shine again.
You will look for places
where it might happen,
seek out the people
who witnessed it with you,
come back to tasks which,
in doing them, you felt it —
It may not be easy to find,
but knowing it’s there,
you’ll keep looking.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 23, 2017

Work Clothes

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I will clothe myself
in honest work, in steady initiative,
I will clothe myself in hopefulness
and in an open mind,
I will wear clarity of thought
so I will see present solutions
to each small challenge
that the work presents

And if this garb
is deemed unworthy,
I will wait to see
what else is needed,
what inner strength, what outer grace,
what patience, what forgiveness,
what place where I can laugh from
and whatever other qualities present themselves to me
to help me get the job done.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 21, 2017

Reassessing

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And if it turns out
the rules we’ve been playing by
are not the real ones,
if it turns out
the object of the game
is not what we thought
and all our cheering on
and all our disappointments
all this time
have been askew
from how the actual score was counted

We may find
we still have made
progress we weren’t noticing —
skills attained, if faultily employed,
and gains that came
from bringing our best efforts
to what we thought, till now,
had been the game

And then we’ll have a new focus,
and then the way we move will change
as we employ a more attuned alignment
and stretch into our fuller range.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 20, 2017

Sense of Self

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For awhile, it’s important
to get our stories straight,
to open out the crushed frames
to let the wind and light
flow through our sense of self

Later, as the light grows stronger,
the particular grids of our stories
become less relevant,
overwhelmed, as they are,
by what streams through the spaces
as we shift our sense of self
away from the lines
into the brightness of being.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 13, 2017

Like Water

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I let my being stream
like water through a net,
I let my being rest
like water in a pool.
There’s nothing to hang up on
and nothing to defend,
there is no need for perturbation

True, there may be pebbles cast,
there may be large rocks
and woody springs,
there may be turbulence within the flow,
there may be eddies, there may be dams

But that which keeps welling up
still bears the character
of its source, remains tributary
to that which calls it forth,
retains its essence
in every place it’s found,
unchanging as it moves throughout the ground.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 1, 2017