Sometimes when you are feeling discouraged and very low, or when you think you are alone in the world, something catches your eye — and it needn’t even be anything magnificent, but suddenly your heart opens. Sometimes you see it (whatever “it” is, hope, joy, calm) in the clouds. You know it’s just a cloud, but it feels like a message. How to explain the sense you are cared for, that everything will be all right? Suddenly, in the words of St. Julian of Norwich, “All shall be well, and all shall be well. All manner of thing shall be well.”
