The Safest Place of All

The safest place of all is a cave that lets in no light.  

Outside, the sandstorm of the world rages wild. Howling winds slam sheets of dust against the side of the mountain where the cave is hidden. This dust is made of millions and millions of broken, useless words. But you can't hear a thing, when you're in the safest place of all.

In the safest place of all, you are safe from every snarling, biting beast that prowls outside. There are many, but the two most dangerous are Miscommunication and Misunderstanding. They will tear through your heart in seconds flat if they can get at you. 

It doesn't matter what day of the week or month or year it is, when you're in the safest place of all. It could be the most beautiful Saturday of Spring and you wouldn't know or care. All you need to worry about, when you're in the safest place of all, is keeping the fire lit.

The fire you tend could mean anything to you. It could be your resilience, or your self love, or even your will to survive. The fire is everything. And that's why all else fades completely away, when you are in the safest place of all. Keeping the fire going is all that matters.

You can't live in the safest place of all. You can go there for a little while, when you need to. But every practical thing you need to stay alive is outside. It will always be this way. So you must never, ever, ever let the fire go out in the safest place of all. You need to carry a little bit with you, always, to get through the sandstorm of life.