Back up, back up, pull your hand
out of the puppet, pull your voice
out of the dream. Stand up
and shake out your mane. Stand straight
and assume your actual character.
You can walk free of the whole set.

You are not bound by any script.
Your  scenery is here – so much vaster
than the theater. You can walk out
into the wild wind. You can laugh
with the whistling trees. You can
let your heart be filled
with the power of your truth.
More than magical, it holds you steady
in the awe-filled unfolding essence,
harmony, and your place in it,
life, and your reason for it,
Love, and its touch in all that you are.
You, now being known.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 19, 2022

Before we’re even ready
to fully own our nature,
stride the acceleration
of swift unfolding purpose

We still can feel our nature
enlighten daily moments,
fill them with sweetness,
let us knit together easy
with those we have been given to collaborate,
co-exult, co-inspire, communicate,
leave us sound and light bathing
in the clear reverberation
of all that we have seen, and been, today.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 1, 2022

Beware the misdirection
of those who serve the beast –
they put forth expectations
in a voice that makes you think
they are your own. They would have you
assume you want the things
they say you want, and fear
the things they say you need to fear,
and be compelled to follow
the story arc that they inculcate
to you and all the others in their thrall

You don’t owe them anything!
You are the sovereign expression
of divinity. The logic of your being
asserts itself through all of you.
It holds the whole direction
for your life,
and you can follow it
in awed discovery
of all the joyful wonder that is you.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 14, 2022

Look – I know you grew up
being pushed around  – we all did –
I know you grew up being showed
there was no place for you, unless
you chose your side,
made your allegiance,
and did what you were told
would gain approval

It was like that for us all,
but listen  – remember how
a voice inside protested?
Remember how you knew that somehow
none of this was fair?

Maybe we all do. And maybe
we can save us all if we will notice:
We weren’t designed to be pushed.
We weren’t made to be molded.
The logic of ourselves
comes from the cherished center
where every molecule is given room
to frame the dance and dance it,
to grow up being exactly what it is,
and not be used as pawn or conduit

And you are not a route to someone else’s
distant destination –
you are the place to be.
Right here.
Just as you are.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 9, 2021