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Homecoming

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We all come around to the same thing —
Some through worship,
some through reckless living,
some through questing,
some through steady working.

At whatever place we put our efforts
We start to break in —
The walls of our illusion start to thin,
so we can glimpse the wideness of our being;
The floor of our confusion fades away
and shows the wondrous depth
to which we reach.

So we focus,
so we understand
the nature of eternal God within,
the sweet imperative of the I AM.
And everyone we thought was so impossibly diverse
We’ll see, now, with the welcome eyes of oneness,
And everyone we thought that we could never comprehend
We’ll see as neighbor, recognize as friend.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 9, 2013


I wish I knew this twenty years ago (but maybe now will do)

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I can’t make anyone do anything
and there’s no reason to want to.
I can’t determine someone else’s quality
or what their proper course in life might be.

My best engagement is to watch in awe
and then join in,
my rhythm and my melody in harmony
with what another’s life is singing.

My best course is
to feel how life moves in me
and how it deftly guides my action,
and to be at one
with that bright, liquid essence
that always finds its perfect place.
This is the way I’ll give the blessing
I most need to give;
this is how I’ll find my promised grace.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 2, 2013


This is real

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We will seek the place
where our hands can tell us:
This is real —
This is the deep soil
that clings in fingerprints,
that insists on connection;
This is the hidden liquid
that rises up through stems and leaves,
its constant, unseen circulation
the standing wave for all the green of life;
This is the spark —
electrical and necessary interchange
that makes us sure
we are alive and needed,
Where our hands and hearts can tell us:
This is real.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 20, 2013


Thermal Mass

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In this shared center of ours
there is a warmth
stored from holding hands,
and all those confidences,
all the smiles and laughter
and deep recognition

It is a warmth
which, in the cool of evening
radiates a comfort
that draws us ever more together

We will use this principle
in our design —
the one that offers home
for many people,
the one that uses what we are
to generate what we can give
and multiplies what we can give away.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 13, 2013


Yes

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I say yes
to your innocence,
Yes
to your innate beauty,
Yes
to the rightness of your purpose.
Yes
to the clarity
with which your essence —
from the sub-molecular on up —
informs your wholeness,
impels your action
in the perfect dance of service
where you feel
so providential,
so propitious,
so graced to be able to give
that which enables the loop of life
to thrive

I say yes to you
and nothing —
no phantom shadows of supposed necessities,
no lies about your substance or your motives —
can blind me to the truth of who you are.
I say yes,
and in this vast permission
there’s enough room
for your magnificent infinity
to be expressed.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 6, 2013


Succession

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(for Edward)

In the way that ecosystems climax,
You and I are most-enduring trees,
surviving fires, holding the soil,
spreading our crowns
to shelter and extend
life’s dear elixir

And you have been
my strong companion,
filling in where I have faltered,
anchor of my habitat
throughout the years.

In the way that Life designs us —
brought forth where our purpose can be met,
So, now, I see it finds you
in the time where you’re uniquely set
to bless

It is my privilege
to witness you, and your unfolding,
and to hold with you
and keep on holding,
while all our former fetters fall away
and we stand splendid
in the dawning truth of day.

Happy birthday, love —

©Wendy Mulhern
July 2, 2013

Ark

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I will make this ark
from the course of the spark
between us —
the bright cathedral beams
that form from joy
when we meet each other,
when we have come eager
for the gift, ready
to be blessed,
humble and ignited with anticipation
for the way that arch forms
when our eye lights make contact
and the arc is completed.

We soar in elation
because we are made for this
and this ark of our connection
will hold us up,
lift us gently rocking
above the heaving waves
and we’ll be safe there
until the waters ease
and set us softly
on the reconsecrated shore.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 16, 2013


Evening, Home

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Well, I won’t dwell on
the little unravellings at the edges —
backwash of doubts about an interaction,
nagging thoughts of having done it wrong —

Better to remember
the afternoon light
and the touch of hands
with the home-soaring
but ever unexpected joy
that flew like swallows
from the moment of connection

Better to notice
how deep and ultimately unerring
is the impulse
that stands behind me
ready to pour out
from my eyes and mouth and fingertips
when I am attentive,
when I give consent.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 3, 2013


Undercurrent

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The swift water runs
under my breath
it is dark and deep
it is not silent
but its tone is so low
it went unnoticed
till I dipped my hand in
and felt its power.
Now it lends a small distortion
to my vision:
I may miss things
on the daylight plane
and notice after a while
that my thought is running
with its current
its murmurings
overwhelming my words.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 30, 2013


Things that are not quite storms

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Let this flow through me
like virga —
like rain that doesn’t touch the ground,
that falls awhile through the sky
but then evaporates
leaving my feet dry

Let it be that I perhaps feel
a cold shaft around my ears
Let me raise my eyes
to see a span of rainbow
or some amazing rays
sifting through lines of gray

It’s OK
if all this is sublimated
and tomorrow
Steam rises from the earth
to meet the morning sun.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 10, 2013