Haven

I have found that there are places, little spaces in this world, that were built and designed long ago, that make us feel safe, secure, special and comforted...some of these places are hidden from us, while others fully exposed. Like safe houses for the lost or broken, we can run towards them and find that all the cares of the world simply vanish in an instant from the moment we enter into the domain, and wrap ourselves in the warmth and comfort found within that space, surrounding ourselves with the love found in that one place, that special place...a haven just for one...

There are beacons in this world that we find along shorelines, standing tall on cliff edges, that shine their lights as far into the seas as they can, to warn and guide ships of the approaching land...they are the things that guide ships to safety, sailors to refuge, warn you of the coming dangers and protect you from them...yes, even lighthouses, simple structures, can be called by the same name...haven...

Now I have reached a place in my life, where I feel safe, where I feel comfortable, where I feel the warmth of love and the generosity of kindness. A place that I can go to, where my thoughts can be guided toward safety, and my heart can be steered away from harm. Yes, I have found my safe house, my refuge, and sometimes a place for my heart to call home...yes I have found my haven, except...my haven is a lot more simple, and bares a few my layers, has great potential, and a lot more room to grow...and sure enough I certainly don't call my heart's home haven...my haven is called by another name...