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Dinosaurs, bomb bracelets, and safety pins

Today’s post is brought to you by dinosaurs, bomb bracelets, and safety pins.

If these things sound random to you, that’s only because you didn’t spend three hours at a coffee shop with Rarasaur and me this morning.

We talked about boys and boundaries and love and truth and safety and privilege. I explained how politics have been difficult for me recently, especially because the things that alarm me now are ones that existed long before I noticed them. I’ve been so frustrated with myself for having not seen, despite how I pride myself on being a truth-seeker and -seer.

In conversation with Ra, it seemed silly that I should be frustrated with myself. All things in their own time.

She gave me a bracelet made from old bombs because she knows I appreciate beautiful things that are made from horrible ones.

And then, talking more about safety, I said I wished I had a way to communicate that I want and strive to be safe for others. Sometimes it’s hard because of how much time I spent unsafe, so that I find threats everywhere and “bring guns to knife fights” (as my husband says), but it’s what I want to be: safe. I believe people shine brightest when they are safe enough to cast their lights far and wide, instead of trying to dim them in order to avoid dangerous attention.

Ra told me about people in the U.K. wearing safety pins post-Brexit vote to show solidarity with immigrants. She relayed a story about how those safety pins helped a U.K. friend.

I said maybe that’s what I’d do to shine a little light: wear a safety pin, even if only 1 out of 1,000 people who sees it knows what it means.

As I type this post, a safety pin jangles on a bracelet made from old bombs,
and a six-year-old laughs from his perch on Ra’s lap,
and I think, how sweet it would be if everyone,
everywhere could know this safe.

dino bracelet pin

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  1. August 7, 2016 at 4:13 pm

    Safety, like so many other things, begins with small steps. And small people. I so hope that the ripples expand until they become a tsunami of caring and safety. World wide.

    • August 8, 2016 at 6:56 pm

      I would love that.

      I would love it to be easier to create more of that without all the work …

      Baby steps, though. Baby steps.

  2. August 8, 2016 at 8:01 am

    There is a powerful need deep in my masculine psyche, the need to protect those I care for and keep them safe. It would be better of me if I expanded those I care for to include more than the woman I love.

    • August 8, 2016 at 6:57 pm

      For me, I think the urge was always there on some level, but … having that first little boy expanded those boundaries for me. Some days I think it’s not worth all the added heartache, but most days I think it’s just right to feel it all and seek that expansive safe for all.

      Thank you for sharing your thoughts/heart. I’d love to read more, if the urge ever strikes to revisit this sometime down the road. 🙂

  3. August 9, 2016 at 2:06 pm

    I suspect you have found a way to remind yourself how to keep those you love safe. It is a hard world right now. We can extend our circle only so far. We can push our light only so far. Fear, it is terrible. Living with fears of things we have so little control of, this is even more terrible. I have spent a great deal of time lately reminding myself to love those willing to both accept love from me and to love me. I have also spent time reminding myself that love is not exactly the same for each person. These are lessons we must relearn I think each time.

    It has been a year now with a person I believe I love. I am shocked by this. I am shocked by how safe I feel in his presence. I am shocked by how much space he takes. I am shocked by love.

    I remind myself every single day not to run but instead to extend my circle. This I think is all we can do.

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