Look to your source -
it shouldn't be that hard to remember:
What you are comes from there,
what you do comes from there
You are not made of what you've bounced off of,
what you collided with,
what you grew up under
Your thoughts and actions
aren't reactions
to what you see and hear
or what is done to you
Your source determines
all your quality, all your direction,
and all your flow.
Your actions can be free and clear,
your heart unsullied
and your life aglow.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 9, 2022
Feeling sorry for myself
is not a good plan,
especially when the day has held
so much beauty, and some accomplishment, too
Little one, no one holds you back
from being what you are,
no one takes your avenues away,
and five a.m. may be as dark as two,
but light is coming, very soon.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 7, 2022
Foggy morning, cobwebs in my heart,
in day's dim dawn, my world felt pulled apart,
the threads were broken, all my prospects frayed,
my hope was shrouded and my colors grayed
Then came the message,
clear across the night -
you were made to shine angelic light -
whatever entropy has stultified your dreams
can just be dust, can seep out at the seams
You never were that construct,
stitched of story, stuffed with fear,
all this time, you have been holy,
all this time, your purpose clear
This is your color
and it will shine on through -
angelic light, the quality of you.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 6, 2022
Teach me what to give up
and what to hold on to -
these things get so tangled
in the day to day of interaction -
threads of care with threads of
false responsibility,
desire for healing
with efforts to instruct
and I just need
everything to come clear -
to throw it all away
and let You hold
the threads that count.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 5, 2022
Consent to joy -
don't ask it to prove itself -
consent to it
and you will see it rise
like wisps of morning fog,
you'll see it
in a tree limb's gesture,
you'll feel it
like the sun across the hill,
bringing hope with it,
shedding light on purpose
Consent to joy -
it wants to shine in you,
it wants you,
all of you -
it wants you as you are.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 4, 2022
The entire world
and how I know it,
and how it knows me,
may be something completely other
than what I suppose,
but the ability to finally
get the air under my wings
and hold myself aloft in dreams
brings a state of relaxation
with enough renewal in it
to bring enchantment
to my vision of the day.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 3, 2022
Yesterday I walked around
and spoke to our little trees -
I told them of my vision of a canopy
where they would touch limbs
and be a happy welcome
to so many living things.
I told them of my gratitude that they were there
and my anticipation of their coming grandeur
Later, when I came outside again,
I smiled, remembering our conversation,
which was part of how I knew
communication had gone both ways.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 2, 2022
