Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

 Don't surrender your loneliness So quickly Let it cut more deep Let it ferment and season you As few human Or even divine ingredients can Something missing in my heart tonight has made my eyes so soft, My voice So tender My need of God So absolutely Clear

  The mystics warn that you are bound to be nicked by the barbs of existence.  The soul's well-being is not dependent on safety, but meaning... Hold the mystical crumbs in your mouth. Taste Beauty in every step. Stay awake... Sing songs of mercy along the way... The pangs of loneliness will be piercing... With practice a fierce compassion Swells from this barefoot vulnerability. Embrace each kindred traveler you meet, for only the walking and wordling souls abide and enlarge in the midst of such relentless change.