There is nothing quite like suffering as a catalyst for climbing the ladder of perspective. Up and up, each rung a slightly more whole picture, a little more Truth. Each step, you realise you feel a little freer. Every time you pause and take a breath and realise you are still suffering, it’s time to climb again and widen that perspective. At some point on the ladder you look down from where you started climbing and realise that each encounter with heartache is a gift for your future self: a hologram, a truth-containing message┬áthat once decoded will set you free. . .

Do we dare to believe?

That despite the savageness of the pain and heartache, that the universe is ultimately benevolent?