Security
Blanket
“True
security is a matter of spirit.”
Caroline
Myss
When
my sons were little, they had security blankets. One blanket was even
named “Coty.” They dragged them around during the day, and
clutched them to their hearts at night. The blankets became
threadbare and ragged. I cut off the threads, sewed around the frayed
edges and didn’t wash them very often so they wouldn’t lose
precious substance. One was even cut up and sewn into a quilt for
college. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if dragging a special blanket
around was all we needed to feel secure today? Wouldn’t we all be
dragging our blankets?
The
need for security is a theme that evolves as we transition from one
life-stage to another. In our youth, we're concerned with whether we
can make good grades, get into college, get a job, find a mate.
Later, we seek financial security, job security, assurance that our
children will have a safe and decent life. In our older years, we
want to know we won’t end up alone, sick and frightened.
In
the 1970's, Israeli scholar, Aron Antonovsky, conducted a study he
titled, Salutogenesis, “the beginnings of well-being.” In it he
found that when we experience a difficult life event, we move toward
either health or disease based upon our perception of the event
itself. If we see the event as understandable and ourselves as
capable of handling it, we move in the direction of health. If we
perceive the event as incomprehensible and ourselves as victims, we
are far more likely to develop distress that leads to disease.
In
truth, the only security we ever possess in this life is that which
is within us. It comes from our connection with Self, with Soul, the
only thing that is eternal. Feelings of security come from a deep and
unshakable faith that life is essentially good, that the events of
our lives have meaning and purpose, and that we are capable of
negotiating the twists and turns with which we are confronted.
Life
will always have its ups and downs. When we develop the ability to
“learn the lesson,” regardless of what comes our way, we will no
longer need a security blanket.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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