Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

 The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent  world in itself.

And not once, but many times over, again and again, how we disappeared into the deep well of darkness, shuddering beneath the load of silence, clinging to our narrow ledge. Yet the darkness, sometimes, unfolded as light. Our atoms dissolved in it, each separate molecule opening into a radiant disk of feeling. How still we became, witness and thing seen, spectacle and observer, each point admitting an untrammelled flood.