Physically and emotionally exhausted, dejected, thread bare, hopeless, despairing. It’s the lowest of lows. In our exhaustion we give up on trying to put it right, in trying to be positive, in trying to clean up the mess, and fall deeper than ever before into the dark hole we’ve spent a lifetime running from. And it’s right there, when we’re utterly laid bare, that a miracle takes place. The thinning walls of separation split apart and breathtaking waves of love wash through, together with the deepest peace unimaginable, and the silent knowing that truly all is well.