I have a hard time thinking about safety, when I live in fear. How strange is it that I find it easier to talk about my problems than the comfort of the solution? Story of my life. Well, it's time to settle in to a comfortable position and let the solution into my soul. When I hear the word safety, there is a vision in my mind of warmth...right away.
I know that I feel safe when I get a hug...the warmth wraps itself around me.
I know that I feel safe when I am writing....the truth of the words lights up my soul.
I know that I feel safe when I talk to God....the belief warms my heart.
I know that I feel safe when someone understands....the unity turns from a double flame to one.
I know that I feel safe when my son says "I love you Mom"....the bond makes for the walls to melt a little.
Writing this had made me realize that I do have times that I feel safe....Sometimes when I can't see the warmth, the chill seeps into my bones. It's good to see and feel the safety.
My soul seems a little warmer this evening...
There are angels watching the earth tonight and I feel like my personal one has stopped by to remind me that there is warmth all around me if I open my eyes to see it.
I'm just saying......
I know how you feel. I am a survivor of sexual molestation. I live in fear sometimes. I am still healing from that abuse. I spoke out a year ago. I am still in healing. I still get flashbacks and its normal. It is easier to talk about it to others but when it comes to you dealing with it, its hard. You can find solutions its just going to take time. You will be ok. :)
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