Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

The fire rises in me,           and lights up my heart. Like the sun! Like the golden disk! Opening, expanding, radiant --           Yes!           -- a flame! I say again:           I don’t know           what to say! I’d fall silent -- If only I could -- but this marvel           makes my heart leap, it leaves me open mouthed           like a fool, urging me           to summon words           from my silence.    

 No thingness spoke- a Word All we can name Star  Beetle  Boy Silence the womb of all speech  all creation

I part out the thrusting branches and come in beneath  the blessed and blessing trees. Though I am silent there is singing around me. Though I am heavy, there is flight around me.

  Best of any song is bird song in the quiet, but first you have the quiet.

 Life is a garden, not a road We enter and exit through the same gate Wandering, where we go matters less than what we notice

 Some ask the world and are diminished  in the receiving of it. You gave me only this small pool that the more I drink  from, the more overflows me with sourceless light.