Safe. What in the world does it mean? What EXACTLY is it? How does it feel? My friend, Merriam-Webster, says "not able or likely to be hurt or harmed in any way : not in danger".
Over the last week or so, through a number of circumstances, conversations, and a Pastor that seems to spy on my therapy sessions, I have come to the realization that I have never known or felt what safe really is. I grew up refusing to acknowledge emotion. I learned to hide and ignore my feelings at a very young age, and I am a master at it!
It turns out that I seem to have similar attachment and trust issues as my kids. Gee, it's like God knew what He was doing, or something! All along there is clearly a tapestry that has been woven together piece by piece, and it is far from being done. What I am learning right now is all in preparation for what's to come. Which, I admit, scares me terribly but it is also exciting!
So back to my friend's definition, I have pondered this at length. And for now, I have determined that absolutely no one can be considered 'safe'. Everyone is able and even very likely to hurt at sometime. I mean, that's just life, right?