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Preparation of the Heart

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I may bring tears to this process —
it doesn’t mean I don’t want to be here,
doesn’t mean I don’t want to be cleansed

I may bring tears —
it doesn’t mean I’m sad —
they are, I guess, a way that I surrender,
a way that I acknowledge
I can’t do this alone,
nor even know the “this” I should be doing

Prepare my soil —
banish the traffickers of worldly ways,
break up the rocks, dissolve the thorns,
prepare my soul,
and I’ll be here to water your sweet seed.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 10, 2019

Hymns

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We found songs in the wilderness —
some were left for us
by ones who had traversed the path before —
they told of things
we hoped one day to see

Others rose out of the rock
and the work, and the constant travel,
and the bone pure perception,
in the air, in the stillness,
of the Truth that guided us
along the searing way

We sang songs in the wilderness,
and as the land began to green,
we recognized some things
that we had sung about so often,
only guessing and imagining
how they might be

We sang songs of the wilderness
resting in the promised land, rejoicing in the gardens,
learning the things our songs had named,
also remembering
how we were inspired
when we were headed here
from far away.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 30, 2019

The Power Within

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The power within
doesn’t need instruction
any more than water does,
welling up and lifting
whatever rides upon it,
flowing out and gathering,
tumbling brightly down

The power within
is not obstructed
by any circumstance or story —
it rises up
and becomes what you are knowing,
it cascades forth,
becoming what you are.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 5, 2019

photo by Audrey Ruhland

Life as Fountain

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I seek to live my being
as a fountain,
just like these flowers do,
my substance entirely comprised
of the love force that rises
fragrant and colorful,
fresh-edged in the communion
of what it gives
with what needs it,
calling forth myriad responses
from myriad beings,
exulting in what it offers
and what it receives.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 20, 2019

Even So

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If every life story
turns out not to matter,
if none of the shocks and the falls
or the haunting doubts
or the lonely lows
can make any mark on your being

If none of your items of pride
with their giddy highs,
their sidelong looks
(weighing your relative worth)
are anything you can protect,
anything that can remain

Still you will find
that the spark of your love
and all you’re compelled to defend,
your unplumbable worth
and the need for your presence
shine in Life’s eyes without end.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 17, 2019

There is a Calm

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There is a calm
that stands against the flurry
of all the thoughts about what must be done,
there is a current underneath the worry —
it bears you down in silent swiftness
all along your truth —
a stream to drink from
and fill with gracious power,
a stream to cleanse away
the images of lack,
there is a calm
that you can find and hold inside you
as you go out
and come, triumphant, back.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 4, 2018

Visions

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The man said he saw himself as paint
spread out over the landscape,
he saw himself as if dissolved
but didn’t care

I saw myself as the hills themselves,
and the trees on them, thrusting into sky,
I saw myself as flight itself, as song glide,
comprising all the realm my consciousness could span

I saw myself known, in the sharing of space
with others as vast and as free,
I saw myself knowing them
sweetly and intimately

When we come back with these visions,
what shall we do? How shall we live
in these things that we know to be true?
— Live in the vision, live from the vision,
bring it more clearly in view.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 16, 2018

Elemental

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And if I am released
from the story of myself,
from its hopes and conflicts,
from its worries and pains

If I am willing, rather,
to find myself elemental —
swelling like magma behind the impulse,
comprised of the joy of the growing edge

Can I then cross over
into timelessness and wonder?
into selflessness and understanding,
into living as lens and mirror
to all that shines?

©Wendy Mulhern
August 22, 2018

Phase Shift

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We have names for so many things
we won’t need names for later —
they will be released from thought
in a soft shifting, dissolved in parallax
like gaps between the trees

We will walk then
in a new positivity
where love is substance, essence,
and identity

There will be new names
and things we’ll see so clearly
which, up to then, had seemed
mere speculation

It will be easy, then,
to walk in full awareness
and to wield our power
precise and pure and fruitful
as we truly are.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 4, 2018

In this heat

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I think of
streams in the desert,
water to a thirsty land,
my soul longs for
something deeper than survival,
something that acknowledges
what holds us together
is richer and more comprehensive
than all these factors
and won’t allow us
to shrivel and die in the heat
but provides, from within,
that which makes us thrive.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 25, 2018