Safety

terror.
grips me.
shakes me up.
leaves me
trembling -
an autumn leaf
flapping
in the fickle wind;

thoughts,
and questions
grab
unreachable tomorrows
in a blind seeking,
darting around
like fidgety birds,
movement -
their only solace
and sustenance;

until it's time,
and their nest
beckons,
bringing them
back home.
I am safe
when I am
at home.
here.
now.

Notes to Myself - 6

Numbing oneself from something is not really a way of escaping (although it may seem like that from the outside), but is actually a way of getting completely 'into' something else and deeply. Something that moves you, gets you in touch with yourself and makes you feel alive. It feels great to be alive!

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A cup full of love, is too full to receive any more.
A cup that is empty of love, always yearns for more.
A cup that is half full, always has enough. It can give and receive love with equanimity.

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