Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

 Even if I don't see it again - nor ever feel it I know it is - and that if once it hailed me it ever does -  And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction not as towards a place, but it was a tilting within myself, as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where it isn't - I was blinded like that - and swam in what shone at me only able to endure it by being no one and so specifically myself I thought I'd die from being loved like that,

 Every day I want to speak with you. And every day something more important calls for my attention---the drugstore, beauty products, the luggage I need to buy for the trip. Even now I can hardly sit here among the falling piles of paper and clothing, the garbage trucks outside already screeching and banging. The mystics say you are as close as my own breath. Why do I flee from you? Help me. Even as I write these words I am planning to rise from the chair as soon as I finish this sentence.

Even if I don't see it again - nor ever feel it  I know it is - and that if once it hailed me  it ever does- And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction not as towards a place, but it was a tilting  within myself,    as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where it isn't - I was blinded like that - and swam in what shone at me    only able to endure  it by being no one and so specifically myself I thought I'd die from being loved like that.