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Our love will heal the earth

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Our love will heal the earth
for we are willing
to stand as open vessels
in the heavens’ rains,
to let them fill our senses
with the elemental essence
that tunes us clearly
to dynamic truth

We’ll leave our platitudes,
we’ll leave our fears,
we’ll leave our policies
and habit-tuned reactions,
for love requires
that we meet every moment
with the rapt attention it deserves.

Love infuses us
with the harmonic touch
that lets us move in kindness through our days
a touch that teaches us
the wholeness of ourselves
that wakes up earth’s deep joy
and ours in turn.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 1, 2014

Essence

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You brought your love in
like a fresh evening wind
sweetening your hair,
giving light and lift
to your face, your eyes

And I could breathe deeper
because you were here,
because of what you brought.

You had no fear
because it wasn’t about you
or about me, or the approval
of hidden voices that held the ear
of the board of directors,
wasn’t about opinions
or someone’s rigid template for perfection

It was as simple and as radical
as truth. That which can’t
be argued down
because it stands
in its own exquisite essence
ever renewed
from above, from within.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 22, 2014

A Place to Begin

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This holy starting place
is like mist dancing in bright sun rays,
like soft light sifting through eyelashes,
a meeting of our hopes, our shaggy edges.

Here’s where we give ourselves,
Surrender to the mercy of
the grace that listens,
that finds the first fit,
the clasp with which 
we slide into the dance
of deepening reverberation,
plunging into fathoms of our souls.

This is the immersion
that we came here for,
This is the draft that satisfies
our fullest essence,
This is the blessing
we have longed to give,
shining the perfection of our presence.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 14, 2013


A Taste

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Maybe
we haven’t even yet known
the depth and breadth
of how it feels
to leave the boundary of our skins
and stream in Spirit

We may have a taste of it
from when the spirit sloshes strong
against our insides,
suffusing us with sweetness,
sending tingles out beyond our limbs.
Or when we call each other
through the twinkle of our eye lights,
we can guess how it might be.

For now, perhaps,
that will have to do.
And it is certainly enough
to send me flying,
euphoria pushing up
under my wings.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 25, 2013


Keeping

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I will keep
what’s been committed
to my trust —
each precious soul-glimpse,
each secret shared
(or spilled, in the earnest, bumbling
sloshing of a heart,) 

each gift that’s given me
of hard-won ease,
each doubt-enfolded impulse
that fights its way through all those layers
and emerges
in some quick moment I may chance to see —

These are priceless —
I will give them all the honor they deserve.
I will keep them,
I will not forget.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 21, 2013


Chamber

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Let me fill you up
with the hum of you —
the rightness of what you are,
the light-filled, sensitized
receiving substance
that understands everything

Let me be a mirror
sending love
into your resonating chamber
where it picks up
all the richness
of your inner form

Let me hear your timbre,
many-toned and radiant,
subtle and exultant,
sounding out the essence of yourself,
complex, unique, embodied,
clear across the fog
of all we thought we’d never comprehend,
illuminating you and me
and all the strands around us,
sending your strong truth throughout the land.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 11, 2013


Starting over

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I want to take us to the place
where we can start over.
No. Better than that —
the place where there’s no race,
and we can give back
all the false starts,
all the mistakes,
all the things we did because
we saw no other way
though we could feel how we betrayed
ourselves and others.

I want us washed
in a great bubble bath,
wrapped in a grand snuggle
where all is forgiven
and we can be seen
miraculously unframed
and be forever true
to what we are.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 7, 2013


By design

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Don’t worry.
I won’t lay out my program of bliss
without you. You are in it,
you will always be in it
because your being
brings me such joy.
(And if you want this
to apply to you, it does.)

I can’t imagine
bliss without you there.
The precise hue
of your perspective,
the timbre of your laugh,
the texture of your cuddle
are essential.
Your wisdom balances things,
your needs are needed.
In my vision
you will always have a place.

Wendy Mulhern
November 3, 2013


Casting

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We may love stories
but stories are not our home —
We will feel trapped
if cast in roles
as archetype, as foil,
as heroine, as villain —
We are made to move 
within a larger sphere.

Since I don’t want to be
a character in someone else’s story,
let me refrain from casting others
and let me dwell in no narrative,
place no significance
on the deposit of dialog,
the layered development of events.

This day’s assertion of itself
needs no story,
just my steady attention,
no arcane analysis,
just my love.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 11, 2013


Love’s Calling

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Your essence emerges —
matrix, vortex, center —
The infinite converges
and flows through —
Effortless abundance.

You stand,
your gifts pouring forth
from your open hands,
your warming core
providing incubation.
Your inherent love
shines out unbidden, reflexive,
an unintended beacon,
still guiding true.

You are right:
You’re here because
you have been called.
Your answering ensures
the need is met.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 10, 2013