I Trust Youby RumiThe soul is a newly skinned hide, bloody and gross. Work on it with manu
I Trust Youby RumiThe soul is a newly skinned hide, bloody and gross. Work on it with manual discipline and the bitter tanning acid of grief. You’ll become lovely and very strong. If you can’t do this work yourself, don’t worry. You don’t have to make a decision one way or another. The Friend, who knows a lot more than you do, will bring difficulties and grief and sickness, as medicine, as happiness, as the moment when you’re beaten and you hear ‘its over’and you can finally say with God’s voice, ‘I trust you to kill me’ -- source link
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