Safe to love?

Safe to love?

The universe took me up on my challenge of an arm wrestle last week.

You can you guess the result!

Exploring every possible reason why the universe had it wrong. Stamping my foot like a two year old in a supermarket. Screaming at my impotence. My mind exhausted itself in a circular chase for the one piece of the puzzle which would make sense of the senseless. The phrase that would give meaning to the meaningless. The reason it isn't as it should be.

The universe responds with the infinite patience of a loving parent. The knowing certainty that all is well. Gently giving me the space to settle, like the two year old whose tantrum eventually fades into sleep.

As peace returns what do I take from it all?

Simply that it is safe to love and be loved.

With love

Bill