
You may now be wondering about this picture and just what it has to do with the quote. I thought it might illustrate the ground shuddering. It's an illustration from the 14th century of Tacuminum Sanitatis (a medieval handbook on wellness) illustrating wind (no, I don't think that type of wind--note: trees being blown violently about, not that that proves a single thing). Although now I look at the title of the book again, I'm wondering whether I have indeed posted a blog with an illustration of flatulence...
Moving swiftly on.
Anyway. The reason I like this quote is because it reminds me that even when everything seems to have gone wrong, behind the scenes, underneath everything that is happening, that "deeper magic" (C S Lewis) is working. Transforming a place of pain into one where hope can grow. And writers can be born.
(BTW: I just checked and the wind here has to do with the heart. So that's all right then.)