O solitude of long                                                                                                                          Where love has been confined                                                                                                          Come healing of the body                                                                                                                 Come healing of the mind

O see the darkness yielding                                                                                                              That tore the light apart                                                                                                                Come healing of the reason                                                                                                              Come healing of the heart

O troubled dust concealing                                                                                                                An undivided love                                                                                                                              The Heart beneath is teaching                                                                                                             To the broken Heart above

Another voice speaking of healing of the HEART – when mine is getting worse…spring colds suck. I could really use some healing myself, although my voice is a lot like Cohen’s.

O, well – “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well”, which Julian of Norwich claimed to be said to her by God, reflecting her theology. Her actual words are at: http://www.ccel.org/ccel/julian/revelations.xiv.vi.html.

Julian’s comment also reflect some of my understanding and heart sense of God and God’s way in my life and the world. But all I think I know about God is so incomplete that it’s mostly irrelevant, but that’s what I got so I’m going with it. It’s hard to even consider my little cold is suffering compared to what Julian of Norwich, so many others, have gone and are going through. But for now it’s where I’m suffering so I’m trying to listen to what it might teach me. Part of what I’m learning is what Anne Morrow Lindbergh says: “I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness, and the willingness to remain vulnerable.” ― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea