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Your Worth

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Your house doesn’t matter,
Nor even (or especially)
the coral construct you have built
from all your interactions,
all your habits of relating,
all your skills (or lack thereof)

Your living self is found
in the act of darting out
from that hard castle,
making the bold or resolute
(or kind, compassionate)
leap into the space outside your fortress

That’s where you find love,
that’s the compellingly lovable
essence of you,
irresistible, sensitized, delicious —
That is the truth of you
that really feels,
that loves, that heals —
That is your gift, your soul,
your worth.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 8, 2015

An Angel

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an angel

Well, I asked for an angel
and it came streaming in,
bright and searing as molten glass
but cool, like crystal water.
I felt it fill me from the inside
(slowly, for my need was great)

It said, This is what you are,
this is what feeds you, this is
your comfort — this is how you know
you will always choose life,
always choose the vital, vibrant surge
that puts feet on mountaintops
and gives them balance
in the brave curve of waves,
gives form and purpose
to wings riding updrafts

Nothing can take this away from you
or anyone else. Nothing can obscure
its presence. And the right angel
will come to everyone who has a need,
shining, from inside of them,
each one’s truth.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 28, 2015

Fulfillment

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WendyEdward at Holly's

It had nothing to do
with what we were striving for
and maybe even less
with what we achieved

It came up beside us
while we were running,
It was there while we celebrated,
while we gathered in our earnings
and our winnings
But it didn’t reside in them

People who have time to,
speculate about the sources —
put forth their formulas —
what is required to find happiness

They may be astonished
at the vast disagreements,
how incomprehensible others are
with what they espouse and reject

But the fulfillment
isn’t in any of those —
It rises from our being
as much a part of us
as our breath.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 26, 2015

(photo by Susanne Weiss)

Things That Bring Joy

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cirrus clouds

The sudden scent of fir and earth
where sun has warmed them,
the gentle bend of grasses in the breeze,
the spread of cirrus clouds across a blue sky,
the flight of birds, the distant murmuring of trees

The ready rising to a task at hand,
the steady focusing, a problem solved,
hard work brought through to its intended end,
a bath, a pizza, friends to top the evening off

But most of all, to help another feel their worth,
to see their genius and to celebrate it,
This joy encompasses all that I live for,
brings me full circle,
hails heart, hearth and earth.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 19, 2015

Wanderer

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your path too

Your path, too,
has always been loved —
Though you have felt alone,
though you have wandered
haunted by so many whispered
cautionary tales

You have been seen,
you have been cheered for —
all your singularities
have been appreciated

Though you were warned otherwise,
you can never walk away from being loved —
That fact is always with you
like every other integral
aspect of yourself:
You can’t be separated
from your truth,
you can’t be severed
from your love.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 14, 2015

Worth

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grass road June

When all the foreign voices in your head
are hushed,
you’ll know that you have always known
how solid, how unmovable,
how deep
is your intrinsic worth

This is why you care enough
to defend yourself,
this is why you care enough
to be sad

This is how you know that you’ll prevail —
your essence will prove equal
to everything it needs to bring you through.
You’ll rise to more than you dared hope:
The truth about yourself
will guide you surely
to the great work your heart desires to do.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 12, 2015

A new way to move in the world

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Boston graffiti wall

I’ve learned my lesson:
I will accept every gift,
whether it’s clothed in joy or sadness,
whether it’s bright or dark

I won’t hold out
for what I think I need,
I won’t require a certain protocol.
I will receive each gift
by diving in to where I find the blessing,
and how I, too, will bless in the receiving

I will let myself be changed
in every way that’s needed
to settle every gift into my heart.
After all, these are not things
that take up space, that need garages

These are soul offerings —
there’s room for all of them,
and they imbue my days with purpose
and with color, form, and depth.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 27, 2015

Grounded

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Grounded

If you are lost,
if in your story
you are missing
pieces of yourself —
perhaps your peace,
perhaps your groundedness —
if in your story
you are waiting to be saved

Look now, for in this very afternoon
where breezes chase each other
through grasses and daisies,
The ground holds everything.

It holds you as well,
infusing your feet
with all the power you need,
spreading the strength
of the whole earth
into the heart of your presence.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 21, 2015

The Dawn of You

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the dawn of you

The sky is waiting
for the dawn of you —
your full orb to follow
these beams which already
have lighted and thrilled it

We are waiting
for our fingers
to meet your outstretched hands,
for the sweet interlock
through which will course
unbounded joy

There’s no hurry about it:
What we see already of you
is enough for now —
the bright anticipation
kindles us, in this moment’s reception
of all that glows glorious
as your heart rises.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 10, 2015

Stream

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Holly's house

We never walk through life alone —
the stream of us is intermingled
with the stream of others,
the eddies of our presence whirl
in curving curls, within the common current

The molecules we breathe
and every inspiration
have made their constant cycles
throughout the years,
and carry with them memories
of other journeys,
thought patterns of the minds they have traversed

And our desire to bless
seeps through our days
and through the things we touch
and finds its way
to where it meets the need that calls it forth
and so fulfills our elemental worth.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 23, 2015