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resolution

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the anger of helplessness
the desperate resolve

the anger of helplessness
the rage of having
nowhere to stand
the desperate resolve

the anger of helplessness
the rage of having
every protest cut down
nowhere to stand
the desperate resolve

the anger of helplessness
the desperate resolve
the shift of paradigm
the letting go

the end of helplessness
the sudden silent dropping
of all the binding boxes
as contexts fall away like ash

the end of helplessness
the seed of hope.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 17, 2018

Observations

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In the moment of unweighting,
in the moment of release from all the cogs,
in the moment of perceiving
what puts us here,
some observations bear a mention:

The flash of infinity
is like light

The rush of freedom
is exhilaration bordering on terror

A racing moment has more ticks
than I can count

Everything is possible,
no protocols have to be followed

In the moment of noticing
how this perception changes everything,
there is power. There is power
and there is peace.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 31, 2018

Dynamo

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I have to stop myself many times
just to remember,
just to consider —
I have to sit still and realign myself
with the nature of my power

I can’t convince, I can’t persuade,
can’t influence, can’t teach, can’t prod,
I can’t make anybody else see something different,
can’t steer their ship, can’t bear their load

But in the core of who I am
resides a dynamo,
for I am master
of my own mind

And I can see the truth
in everyone I think about,
and I can love
anyone I want,
and I can find
a way to bring out goodness
where I am focusing,
while I am here.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 29, 2018

Untouched

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In the place of home
named Who You Are,
nothing ruffles you

You will still hear
the raging outside,
you will see the great array
of arguments and power plays
that say you should be
scared and cowed and battered

But yours will be the peace
of being untouched
by anything that’s not your maker,
unplayed
by anything that’s not
your sweet musician,
unmoved by anything
except the grand harmonic motion
that defines you, new in every moment,
that delights you in the humming
of your being.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 19, 2018

Riding the Wave

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So unfolds this great wonder,
that in surfing the waves
we discover their power
as we discover our own

It unfurls in each moment —
miraculous it feels —
how perfectly the forces come together,
formed and foamed and filled and braided —
what we can do and
what is here most needed

We may feel we only have
a fleeting tolerance
for so much power,
for such exhilaration,
but we will learn
this is the crest of life
and we will ride it
through the whole span of creation.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 17, 2017

A Time of Power

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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

Powered

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And if the hum of every day,
well-oiled or creaky, loud or quiet,
should lull you into thinking
this is all you get

Step back, look deeper —
There is no engine here
except the bright desire of Life,
intense, unquenched,
coursing with strength

that can lift you
bounding over crowns of hills,
leaping sure-footed
among the crags,
soaring, glowing,
above the clouds

You need not settle
for a plodding pace
for you are powered
by life, by grace.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 14, 2017

Secret Place

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My entrance into the secret place
and the stillness there
is assured

The door is anywhere,
close as my thought,
close as my prayer

A quick lasso around
the rapid scramble of the day,
a net that holds
the worried chattering at bay

A silent sinking
into the depths of truth,
a steady drinking
of what fulfills me

And I am home
as I have always been,
in peace and power
same as I ever was.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 23, 2017

Children of the One

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There is no secret
that can be hidden
from honest hearts,
for they are bound together
in the pulse of everything

The rhythm teaches them,
the beat sustains them,
the sequence of the wave,
in how it moves and flows
to each one in its perfect time
assures there is no lost knowing,
for they are all connected

There is no shadow government
that can control the working
of inner truth —
It feeds us from within
with what we are, with
what can never be subjugated,
because there is no place to stand
outside the All.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 3, 2017

Our Ride

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The key perception
is knowing what we ride on,
what holds the rolling forces
through which we move,
what keeps us full and vital
and in play

Then we’ll know it’s not dependent
on anything except the one infinity,
and how we’re held in sweet divinity,
wedded to the brightness of our days

And we won’t be frightened
by threats that we might lose
our source of comfort and protection,
or that the place where we belong
could fall away

For then we’ll stand up strong
against whatever may claim power,
ride steady and exhilarated
through the fray,
showing by our lives
the nature of our strength,
showing with our love
the winning way.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 17, 2016