All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be wellJulian of Norwich
Revelations of Divine Love, chapter 27
She says it three times, and each time it widens. All shall be well. All shall be well. Then the part that catches the breath: all manner of thing. Not the large things only, and not the ones you would have chosen. Whatever you are carrying today was already inside that sentence — written six hundred years ago, by someone who never knew your name.
From the Library: Revelations of Divine Love, Julian of Norwich