safe

I have been thinking a lot about this, about always being safe, playing safe, living safe. Recently I talked about change and how change makes us somehow maintain the brain younger, how is important to adapt to changes, and how is that we many time choose to stick with what we already know because we well know that having to change most of the time is a painful process.

So today I stumble with this thing of feeling safe, trying to be safe, wanting to stay safe, which in turn made me realize that works just the opposite to adapting to changes, embracing change.

Sometimes it is exactly that, the paradoxical of the matter what makes it so hard to explain, so hard to apply. How could I feel safe when I am in pain and not really knowing if things will work out in the best way if I am experiencing change?

So I was transported to that phrase that caught me by surprise:

“It is easy because I feel safe around you…”

What is that make us feel safe? Where is safety? When you know the boundaries, the limits, when you know how far can you go within those walls, you feel safe. Just like when you go back home, where things are familiar where limits are define and well known, the safety net that always caught you if you fell is intact, still there, always there…until one day things change.

People change too, places, families, countries. We are in constant change, in constant adaptation, learning, moving, growing; changing others as we touch their lives and being changed by others too. What makes us feel safe then if everything is always changing? What remains the same?

Is safety in the knowledge of our own limits? Do we need to push ourselves, to test that limit to grow, to change? Or is this not a requirement in the process of change?

Are we safe?