All Will Be Well

All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.

–Julian of Norwich, Revelations of Divine Love

Today this quote resonates, yet two days ago it would not have. Contrary to my general demeanor on this site (of being a rather “put-together” person), it was a difficult ten days, especially at work. I returned to my job last week, feeling enervated and disconnected from my it, my staff, the company. There had been a reorganization a few weeks ago resulting in a change of managers for me. Then I was out of touch for a couple of weeks with family concerns. Yesterday I realized that I was not only sad about my father-in-law, but about the loss of a supervisor whom I like and admire greatly (she was promoted). I also struggled with grief over my loss of motivation. In the face of death, the value of everything changed. To expend great effort for anything felt tinged with folly.

However, yesterday I met with my new manager and we talked about all this. I told her I needed support and motivation, and we decided on some ways to achieve this. I’ve been taking it easier with my students this week, and they are responding well.

I’m always amazed how my attitude shapes my life. The only thing that changed yesterday was that I experienced the relief of talking about my feelings and situation and received the empathy and connection I needed. Today I did the same tasks as always but felt much cheerier.

Spring is in full form here in California. The air is laced with the scent of roses, citrus blooms, and other flowering plants. I’ve been tending my garden and battling the snails. My flowers are blooming. I put air in my bike tires and took a ride today (which my legs are complaining about now). The past two nights I’ve cooked some complex and yummy dinners, and I’ve savored the activity. This has all helped restore balance.

I had a mammogram today — the usual annual experience of being prodded and squeezed between glass plates. The woman who did the exam was vivacious, bright, and friendly. She put me at ease as we talked about husbands, boyfriends, and so on. It was the most fun I’ve ever had getting a mammogram. The words “most fun” and “mammogram” have likely never been used in this way before! The technician was joyful and had a beautiful spirit, which put my morning on the right track.

I think about my father-in-law as well. It’s not a constant sorrow, but one that surfaces and submerges. So there you have it. Joy, sorrow. Life, death. In breath, out breath.

All is well.

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2 Comments on “All Will Be Well”

  1. Pat Says:

    As you probably know, your quotation is beautifully used by T.S. Eliot in the “Four Quartets.” That is where I first encountered it.

    Best wishes to you as always–

  2. Firebrand Says:

    As always, a well-balanced post…I always admire your ability to center yourself in the face of adversity. It is definitely a quality I strive to emulate in my own life…