Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

 Sometimes the way to milk and honey is through the body. Sometimes the way in is song. But there are three ways in the world: dangerous, wounding and beauty. To enter stone, be water. To rise through hard earth, be plant desiring sunlight, believing in water. To enter fire, be dry. To enter life, be food.

 There is no controlling life. Try corralling a lightning bolt, containing a tornado. Dam a stream and it will create a new channel. Resist, and the tide will sweep you off your feet. Allow, and grace will carry you to higher ground, The only  safety lies in letting it all in- the wild and the weak; fear, fantasies, failures and success. When loss rips off the doors of the heart, or sadness veils your  vision with despair, practice becomes simply bearing the truth. In the choice to let go of your known way of being, the whole world is revealed to your new eyes.