The Scope of Being

And when I glimpse that I am

perfectly companioned,

perfectly mentored,

provided with my perfect place

When I glimpse the scope of being

that Spirit has ordained for me,

is it surprising

that I should look with puzzlement

on all these objects of the day,

that I should wonder

why their particulars

would even matter?

If I look through, though,

to what I really care about,

I see that each of these —

the objects of my daily life —

must be embraced within

the wondrous promises,

must be lit up, reclaimed, redeemed,

must stand as proof

of everything I’ve glimpsed is true.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 10, 2017

A Time of Power

This is a time of power,

this is a time of jubilee

from all your faults —

you don’t need to repeat them

anymore. You don’t need to

pay homage to your past mistakes

by making them once more again today

This is a time of freedom

and the sweet release that comes

from simple pure repentance

and from standing up again

in the resultant clarity

of who you really are,

to make amends

in a way that really heals,

to set things right

from this new place of strength.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 9, 2017

Places of Gratitude

My places of gratitude are many —

this chair, this lamp, this dark night,

comfort of companionship

and this vast realm of thought

where music can bring images

and luminous ideas can dart

in swift, branching lines,

delineate new order

and make a framework

for understanding everything.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 8, 2017

Light on the water

Light on the water

teaches me to move,

teaches me to think of myself

not as one thing, in one place,

but as the fluid impulse of the moment —

eternally what I am,

just now the beam that dances

on the water’s face.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 7, 2017

Mine

I find my center —

humming of a quiet wheel,

gyroscopic balance

I can be here, poised,

and nothing of the whirring

pulls me off course

because I now own

all requisite components

I am mine

and my heart is full of sky.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 6, 2017

Into the City

When you’re coming across the land

towards the city — the barren, arid land

from which the city can be seen afar,

when you’re riding through the heat,

clouds of dust around you,

we will not wait for your approach

from within the city’s walls

We will send messengers to greet you.

They will wash your feet, robe and crown you,

bring you celebrated into the city

so you will know how to be with us,

so you’ll be included in our peace.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 5, 2017

Sun and moon

For one moment the sun today

looked like the moon last night —

white disk with clouds around it

A moment later

light flooded out of the circle,

the limit overcome, the essence revealed.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 4, 2017