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In answer to your question

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There is a yes
that whispers in the softest tones,
as intimate as kisses,
small as a cricket’s chirp,
but opens out a chorus of response
that in its vast resounding
sounds a universe.
It says:
You are enough
and you will have enough within you
at every step
to light your way
and be a light for others.
Your internal universe
has countless stars,
all of them bright enough
to guide you home.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 26, 2013


The Law of Light

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In the law of reflection
everyone is bright
(nothing is created or destroyed)
The light that rests on them
is the same,
and as it always has,
it shares its brilliance in full strength
with every thing.

And any time we fail to see it,
it’s just that it’s refracted
some other way —
turned toward a world, perhaps,
we haven’t even seen,
focused to bless
somewhere we haven’t known.

They will all do what they must
to find the place
where their brightness offers
the one clear shining ray that’s needed most.
Each has that gift
and each will give it
in the steady rhythm
of the law of light.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 24, 2013


Guidance

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I am thankful your desire
is stronger than your will,
stronger than your resolutions,
stronger than anything that I,
in my foolish teaching,
may have installed.
Your desire is a persistent weight
that always, in the end, plumbs true.
It will lead you
to just what you need.
It will feed you
all that completes you,
all that delivers you
to the life-filling purpose
that is you, that is your home.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 31, 2013


Everyone Gets to Come

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Don’t be afraid —
Don’t look ahead in dread
of narrowing life choices,
of chances missed.
It doesn’t matter —
for in the plan of days,
Everyone gets to come.

To the grand reception
of our timeless gifts,
to the celebration
of what we’ve always been,
to the home that holds us
splendid and beloved,
Everyone gets to come.

In the great rapture
of interaction in the moment,
in that enchanting weightlessness
where you can’t tell for sure
if the impulse comes from you
or from another
(though it is yours as surely as you feel it)
In the joy of that transporting,
far beyond what you could know to ask for,
Everyone gets to come.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 16, 2013


In Bloom

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For that flower to appear,
the conditions must be just right.
It may be that it happens only once — 
Once in a lifetime, once in five hundred years —
If it were left to chance
you might never have seen it.
But you are here
and you have noticed
and perhaps you were the one
whose attentive, open gaze
and ready heart —
what brought you to this place —
are what have lent the air
these right conditions
to let this flower
open here for you.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 15, 2013


Observation

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I lie alongside myself —
it feels like two of me,
the me curled in the heart of Mind
and me imagining myself
as one observed.
The identity of the observer
is important —
When I feel that someone loves me,
the observer looks on kindly,
and I can snuggle
inside myself
assured that I belong.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 14, 2013


Butterflies

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(notes on the second summer five-women gathering)

Let us melt
into the soft, orgasmic
surrender
where everything that we’ve accumulated —
the triumphs and the woes,
the stories of what’s happened,
the win and lose of what we have become —
dissolve into imaginal potential
for our metamorphosis
into our own.

What we have called a false start
or called a failure,
or called a choice that didn’t do us good,
all serve as food for our unfoldment,
unmarred by scars from anything we’ve done.

Here in this company
we feel our wings expanding
just like our hearts
that hold each other whole —
the selves we own
by seeing them reflected
in kindred eyes that shine the light of Soul.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 10, 2013


Other Plans

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The world, as it turns out,
is not constructed with words,
not made of plans and cardboard resolutions,
Does not need to be specified,
evaluated, modified,
Nor do you need to make yourself fit in it.

The world has its own logic:
Cleave to it!
It will take you through soft, cool hollows
and up and down along the curving ground,
Sunlight will strike you,
and shifting shade,
and you’ll be enchanted.
You’ll find your hunger sweet
and its fulfillment
more delicious than you ever could prescribe.
You’ll find everything you need,
even the meeting of your need to give.

It isn’t, as it turns out,
something you needed to design
or could have forced to come out differently.
Live in it!
It will take you in its arms
and you’ll be glad,
for it was made with you in mind.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 6, 2013


Taproot

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The roots of your connection
go down deep —
Like comfrey, they reach into the subsoil,
pulling up the minerals
that rise from ancient bedrock.

Whatever artifice has been applied,
whatever degradation of the soil,
you are equipped
to tap the primal nutrient
and bring it back
into the cycle of life.

Don’t ever think that you can be defeated —
Like comfrey, if they chop you,
you will come back stronger,
by virtue of your simple insistence
on the right of life to thrive,
and of each living thing to manifest
just what it is —
not made for any purpose other than its own
and its essential link to everything.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 4, 2013


Singularity

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The evil beast will get you if it can.
Bear in mind:
It doesn’t have your interests at heart.
If you plea for lenience,
if you consent
to be at its mercy,
if you let it choose the rules,
it won’t choose in a way that favors you.

Stand up! It’s in your nature
to set the boundaries for your life,
to determine who you are
and what your heart designs.
It isn’t your nature
(despite the claims the beast intensely makes)
to let external arguments
define your place.

It may use a smooth and syrupy voice,
but never think
that what you want is sleep,
that you prefer to let what’s done to you
define you.
You know who you are
and you are called, right here, right now
to be that being,
to live your own unique, exquisite truth,
to hold firm in your singular perception
that balances the turning of the world.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 31, 2013