Gifts

How could I have thought
my gifts were mine to keep?
– for they were gifts, which means
they must be given …

And how could I have thought
the gift would come from me
in a straight channel, like a raindrop
down a window?

When clearly every gift
is what is given us
so we can bring it
to the neverending flow
like water in a river
that comes to it from everywhere  –
all the watershed calling it forth,
birthing it with every contribution
to celebrate its neverending source.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 24, 2021

Fall Line

Certain moments I think
I can see the whole field
of what we call our lives,
can see the grand gears
turning the mechanism,
can see the choices,
so many fall lines
down and branching down
along the watershed

But see the way the vision changed  –
none of these choices, finally,
have made us what we are,
no mechanism
has been grinding out our lives

And how we branch, and fall, and tumble,
though it may seem to divide,
will bring us, all together,
to our source.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 20, 2020

Naming Names

In the fast rolling world
where names are hidden,
since calling things by name
lets you control them,
there is one name
that doesn’t try to hide,
since naming it
invokes its power,
which overcomes everything,
anything that would oppose it –
makes it forget why
it would ever want to –
commands a willing surrender
of all contrary schemes,
since everything desires
to be one
with the One.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 9, 2020

Kingdom

I have seen the kingdom
and it is within – it is the impulse
of my consciousness, the realm
of my desire, my hope, my love,
and that which governs them

I have seen the kingdom
and it is within – it’s what insists
on justice, what won’t settle
for lies, for privilege,
for ignorant oppression,
for childish blindness
to the things that need to change

I’ve seen the kingdom
in the hearts of others,
and I recognized the clarity,
the sudden opening –
vast canyons and the breathtaking
settledness, commanding calm,
the wave of certainty that washes doubt away –
kingdom within, in me, in us, as one.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 9, 2020

The Innocence of Breath

I wanted to return
to the mingling of molecules,
the way the essential oils
you rubbed on you at the beginning of the practice
ended up in my clothes, in my hair.
I wanted to feel the comfort
in breathing as one,
in mixing our breath,
in sharing the intimacy
of one experience together

I don’t want this to be forbidden.
I want to reestablish
the innocence of breath,
the wholesomeness of closeness,
the fact of our sovereignty
excluding any hate or thinking evil
about each other, any way
to do each other harm.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 4, 2020

I am the one

Trying on the admission
that I am the one –
I am the one who needs to understand,
I am the one called
to make radical transformation
in my own mind,
to have my whole sense of being
reframed – to find my context
was much too small

I am the one who needs to change,
I am the one who needs to act,
I am the one who needs to listen,
listen to I Am,
listen to the One.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 3, 2020

Trust

The One you can trust
has always been here –
you’ve seen it in lights
that glow, that flicker,
that sparkle, that shine,
you’ve felt it in moments
when you could suddenly tell
exactly where your heart is

You have caught at it
like fishing for the moon in a lake,
you have held it
like a sunbeam across the floor
you have sensed it,
but maybe haven’t known
that the clasp that holds it right to you
is trust

Learn to trust in little ways
or give yourself to it fully,
and feel its unmistakable embrace,
and feel its unimaginable grace.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 28, 2020

Lesson

This slow lesson
I seem to have to learn
so many times –
should be a simple thing,
and so it is, extremely so –
the lesson of the One

No being right for me
if it’s a wrong for someone else,
no inner constructs
dividing me from others,
no chambers in my house
kept dark by unkind thoughts,
nothing in myself that I deny

One truth to hold my threads together
One light to shine all the way through
One law to clarify all my perceptions
till I’m transparent, till I’m shone anew.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 16, 2020

Choose Life

We all have been under the pall,
all been asked
to choose a side and stick with it,
all felt sickened in the fear of losing,
or being found left out,
stranded in a faulty choice

There are rules of valiance –
rules of how to choose,
how to stand with courage,
how to fall with grace,
but one still faces
the daunting consequence,
dark underside of loss, of shame, of grief

And so consider:
Nothing else alive is ever asked
to make a choice like that.
It is plenty
for every living thing to answer
to it’s own calling – to grow
in its own place and time,
to be directed by its own essence
in every moment of its being

If that’s enough
for this wild strawberry,
holding raindrops as it blooms,
then it’s enough for us –
to make no choice, to take no sides,
let no division compromise our love.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 25, 2020

What we wanted

All we ever wanted
was to be reunited
with our source,
to be in that communion
like water is
as it travels on its journeys
to be reunited with itself,
as it carries light in liquid ripples
through rills and streams

All we wanted
was that certainty
of what we are —
that we are good,
that we are one
with that which lights us up within

We may pursue our winding path
through darkness,
but it’s the gleams of light that lift us
and our light reflecting essence
that guides us
(as we will see when we look)
to everything we wanted.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 24, 2019