I am safe

Slowly this outbound vulnerability wearing the smile of strength seems to be unveiling into a space of luminosity. Less defense, more love. Fear has an uncanny way of creeping into pores unaware. Thoughts of someone has to be strong left in shopping carts alongside undiluted cordial, the one that was never there. Surrendering at point blank for no reason other than. I am safe.

22 responses to I am safe

      • What a lovely name. Oh for another little girl grandchild! The last three have all been boys. Lovely kids mind it’s just that I love spoiling little girls in shops and I find having a chat with small young girls always most enlightening. Best of luck, I have to deal with things outside and assess the damage ‘Storm Kathy’ has done…hellish wind I can tell you!

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Such a wonderful name, haven’t seen her yet, other than photos, yet will tonight, hopefully. Chats with kids are generally as you said -enlightening. They are full of so much sense it’s amazing, even though their round about way of delievery is a little wayward at times!

        Is Storm Kathy once of your grandkids? Or are you actually enduring a large storm where you are living?

      • Kathy is a tropical storm that has travelled here all the way from the Caribbean. Wish she had stayed home!

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Still sounds like a person hah, hopefully her winds pass through quickly

  1. Hope, how lovely. Aunts are great. Esme is an aunt times 3 *nods*

    “Thoughts of someone has to be strong left in shopping carts alongside undiluted cordial, the one that was never there” – so beautiful. *smiles*

    – esme the aunt (not eater, but one day to be great) upon the Cloud

    • Jessie Martinovic – Author

      Oh, are you really Esme? Girl girl boy? How wonderful!

      Yes, that line, I have been repeating today, because I am still unsure as to what it means. This post was a blurt out one, with little thought.

      • Three boys. Lovely peeps too. *smiles*. I too let words out as they please sometimes, and wonder what they’re up to. They can be quite beautiful even if we aren’t sure of the interpretation *nods*.

        – esme upon the Cloud

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Agreed. Although looking back through them, as I did the other day, made me laugh-shake my head in disbelief, and then stop looking back!

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