Comfort and safety is good. Relaxed nerves, happy outcome. However, no feast lasts forever. What's permanent is the impermanence itself. Everything changes. Whether I'm ready or not, it's a pill I have to swallow.
But what's good about it is that I become aware and alert. In other hand, truthfully I feel vulnerable. I’m caught in a storm I can’t control. In times like this, I come back to my praying session, looking for tranquility of the soul.
This too shall pass... well, hopefully...
