Tonight I was thinking about how there's no safe place on this earth. That's a lesson I learned early and well.
I'll probably talk more about that sometime, but for now, I'll just say it got me thinking about how important a feeling of safety is in any intimate relationship. Friends and lovers. (Notice I didn't include family. That hope never got off the ground. That other post sometime...)
I wonder what "safe" means to me? I don't actually know. I have some ideas. I don't think safe needs to be boring. In fact, safe can mean being free to push beyond where you've gone before, (Professionally, spiritually, physically, etc) because you know you have others who love and care about you cheering you on. And thinking it's all marvelous, because you are marvelous.
How much courage can we summon when we know we're loved because of who we are and how we are in this world; not because someone "needs" us to be or think a certain way in order for them to feel better about us?
Quite a lot, I think.
Apropos of nothing, I liked this cover. A sweet little song.