Great thread, Jen!

Now... let me see...

I feel safe:
when I'm in my back yard amongst the plants
the odd moments when my youngest son hugs me tight
when I'm listening to "Music for the Inner Child" and I'm wrapped up tight in my comforter
when my gaze wanders to a painting an online friend sent me of Jesus in the clouds hugging someone
when I remember my favorite goat chasing my ex back down the hill
when I remember my Doberman getting on the couch with me and almost wrapping a leg around me (she knew I was down)