Recurring Lesson

Back to the loop again

of learning

not to be afraid —

it’s not that difficult,

though it may seem so

in the echo chamber

of my benighted mind

I free myself from there

by tracing, in my thought,

the circle that enfolds us all,

that leaves out nothing,

so everyone, and every cause,

surrenders to the fact of being loved.

And in the all embracing love,

there is no fear.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 30, 2019

Traveling Smiles

The flight is full. I fill my soul

with comfort of humanity.

Some smiles are used to sell things,

but the ones caught here,

in the lines, the waiting,

the shifting into place —

these are free,

they sparkle three dimensions,

they reach deep

We can be herded and jostled,

scanned and screened and patted down,

but when we can smile to each other,

we keep our liberty.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 29, 2019

I take my shoes off

Once again, I settle in to Soul,

the home that dwells in every moment

waiting to support, affirm,

waiting to release me

I take my shoes off.

I breathe deep. No longer

out of breath from sweating,

I can find the rhythm

of the full cycle. No longer pinned

under conflicting propositions,

I feel myself float. I let myself expand

It’s so freeing to remember

I am not enslaved. I owe no consequence,

have no indebtedness,

no fear, no shame —

my life is here in Soul,

and Soul knows my name.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 28, 2019

New Sight

I will turn all the pictures in.

I will set my eyes to see

at cross dimensions,

in places that cut between,

that take the same colors

but make of them a wholly different story

Every story told in terms of good and bad

will change to true accounts of fine engagement —

they will sparkle easy grace

and glow with an intensity of depth,

they will shine with courage and surrender —

courage in how much we give for love,

surrender as we recognize

we never need to earn it

There won’t be anything there

that puts us in a bad light,

for there we will be seen for what we are.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 27, 2019

Lunch with God

You might go to sit down

and have lunch with God.

And it wouldn’t have to be different

from any other lunch — that is,

you can’t really have lunch

(or any moment) without God

You couldn’t have lunch 

without life, without consciousness,

without some level of desire

These things are signs

of some much deeper

dimension of being,

that which moves you

at the very core

So if you pay attention —

if you really think these things through,

you’ll see you’re well companioned,

indeed, royally.  And you can deeply savor

your lunch with God.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 25, 2019

Building

We go each day to the house

to see how we will be built,

what skills and insight, what endurance

will arise in us to meet the day’s demands

For we do not come static

to any task, nor do we come

with a collected stash of virtue

to test ourselves against what is required

We come to grow, we come to change,

we come to learn,

we come to be made new,

to be transformed,

and more than what we make

with wood and nails and stone,

this will be our building,

this will be our home.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 24, 2019

Circuitous

Well, a straight path

to any goal

is either an illusion,

or the path and goal

were made by someone else,

and so the goal itself

is really not a goal

We must be kind

both to ourselves and anyone who’s striving —

no one arrives without

what could be seen as setbacks —

there probably was really not

a better way to go,

and where we went

(and where they went)

is also probably

not what it looks like

to anyone observing from outside

That’s what I tell myself

about our roof —

so many storms, so many leaks,

so many temporary measures

which made their own troubles,

until we finally — let’s hope it’s sometime soon —

arrive at where our house is safe and dry.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 23, 2019