The Promise of Safe Arms

The Promise of Safe Arms The elders taught that love is a vow made without words. It is the decision to guard What trusts you enough to rest? Some spirits arrive wounded by the world, carrying winters not of their choosing. They are healed not by force, but by being held without fear. What shelters another must first learn humility— to become still, to offer warmth, to expect nothing in return. This is how balance returns: When strength chooses tenderness, when protection feels like home, and the heart remembers It was never meant to stand alone. 🎨Artist and storyteller: Dorothy Vera