Security


Security girl 2

Security – Poem on mixed media

One of the definitions of security is “feeling safe, stable, and free from fear or anxiety.”

How secure are you in who you are? I used to be very insecure. A lot of that came out of my childhood, and living with an alcoholic father that I feared constantly.

Today though, I am secure. I have a great husband and two beautiful children that are healthy and happy. I live in a warm sunny place that does wonders for the serotonin levels in my brain. I have a roof over my head, friends and faith. I also have purpose and peace in my heart.

Even though I am no longer a spring chicken, and the days of my youth have passed, I’m ok with that. No problem at all. My security and contentment do not rest in what others make of me. My importance isn’t in how I look or what I can do. It lies in something far deeper than passing things. It lies in something eternal.

Do you struggle with insecurity? Are you content with who you are? Where does your worth and security lie?

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70 thoughts on “Security

    • Hahahaha. That’s hilarious. I guess when you pass 40, you really do know that it’s all downhill body-wise. Hahaha.
      Awwww, so glad you’re listening to my song Yvette. Thanks for sharing that with me.
      Hope you’re well. I’ll be by your neck of the blogosphere soon.
      🙂 ❤

  1. Amazing work! Love this one. I don’t mind getting older too badly, except when I have to touch up the gray hair. I’m not ready to go naturally gray.

    • Thankyou so much Wendy.
      Hahahaha. Me too. I know more than ever the brevity of life, and that our time here is sooooo very short, but like you, I’m not ready to go grey naturally too.
      🙂 ❤

  2. I believe being secure and happy with who we are is on of the key of being happy. Even though I didn’t struggle with insecurity as a kid I know a lot of people who did. I think our worth Lies with accepting who we are regardless.

    • You are so right Ameena. One of the keys to being happy is being secure in who we are.
      Thank you so much for sharing that here sweetie.
      How are you, btw? It’s been a while.
      Please have a lovely day.
      🙂 ❤

  3. Aww absolutely love both, art and the poem! I suffered for some time from a worldly view of myself, but when I encountered God’s Love, all that has changed around. I have a great confidence that I am created the way I am supposed to be. Loved this a lot, Staci! Have a wonderful day! ❤ ❤ ❤

    • Heyyyyyy Sibella, so great to see you.
      Thank you so much.
      I also suffered for a long time with poor self-esteem. It took a long time to change too. I guess when you grow up like that, it takes a while to change, doesn’t it?
      Thanks again S. You also have a wonderful day.
      🙂 ❤

  4. Staci, this is my favorite piece of poetry and art that you have done! I love the words and the colors. I am going to keep this on my ipad so I can read it whenever I begin to doubt myself.
    I wear a mask of self-assuredness that has been cultivated over many decades. My friends would be shocked to know that underneath that mask lies a child, hiding in a dark closet terrified to come out but also terrified of the dark inside the closet.
    Over the years, I have learned self-defense mechanisms to cope with the always present fear…of making a mistake and being embarrassed in public.
    I am so not a perfectionist and I really don’t care what anyone thinks of me…I have always danced to the beat of my own drum and I am so comfortable with that but new situations or having to do something new without step by step instructions (like flying alone…not gonna happen). I fear not being in control of my environment, of not knowing how to do something, of looking foolish (which is so ironic since I have wild colored hair and often wear very unusual clothing but since I “control” these elements, I don’t care if people stare or make comments).
    I struggle with control issues even with my heavenly Father. Or maybe in truth the struggle is with Trust.
    Staci, you always bring out so much of my inner turmoil with your art and I end up spilling my guts out in the comments (I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not!!! LOL)

    • Oh wow! Thank you so much for sharing that with me Robyn. I’m so glad you like this piece, and I’m honoured that you would keep it on your iPad.
      You know, I think it’s been hard for me to wear that type of a mask of self-assuredness. I’m way to expressive and find it hard to hide what I’m feeling.
      So you have wild hair and clothing eh? Haha. That’s great.
      I am so encouraged to know that my art touches you Robyn.
      Many blessings.
      🙂 ❤

  5. My insecurity doesn’t lie with who I am or what I look like. It lies with the insecurity of what kind of world will I leave to my kids. Your artwork is beautiful, Staci, as beautiful as the words that adorn it. Well done, my friend!

    • Ohhhhh, I hear you Rob. It’s hard times, isn’t it? Quite unsettling actually.
      Thank you so much Rob, for the kind words and for appreciating my work.
      I hope you are well. I will be by in a bit ok.
      🙂

  6. I think at one point or another we do get insecure.It’s always the people around you that get you out of those traps.:)
    Great poem!I really liked the ‘unique’part! ❤
    P.S I love the colours! 😀

    • Hey Inky, sorry for the delay in responding. My hubby is traveling and I’m alone with the kids. Things have been a bit busy. Haha.
      I agree with you. I don’t think there has ever been anybody that’s never been insecure in their life. It’s great to have good friends and family around to build us up and help us ‘get out of those traps.’
      Thank you so much for your kind and gracious words.
      Hope you are doing well.
      🙂 ❤

      • No prob at all.Have fun with your kids! ❤
        No thank you for such great posts. 🙂
        I hope you keep writing!I liked alot of your old poems also.
        Like once I shared like a dozen of your poems with a friend and she was like 'Whose blog did you attack now?' 😛
        Keep writing!

      • Ohhhhh really? That’s soooooo sweet. You’re sooooooo sweet Inky. Thank you so much. I am truly honoured.
        I am working on a book at the moment, and helping out in an English seminar at the moment. My time is so limited that I needed to take this break. I’ll be back in a couple of months though, and will be checking up on your blog every so often too.
        Bless you, and see you soon.
        🙂 ❤

      • Awwwww Inky. You are so kind. Thank you so much for such sweet words. I’m humbled.
        I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to respond to your comment. It’s because life has been so busy. Apart from my book, I’m also involved in a one-month long intensive English seminar that were holding here. It’s been good to be out and about and involved with other people. I really do want to just get full on now though with my book. It’s actually a devotional book. I want to call it, ‘Art and Devotion’. It’s going to have my little art pieces with poetry, and then a short devotional to go along with it. All based on my own personal experiences. If you like, I will send you it once it’s done.
        Hope you are doing very well sweetie.
        God bless and please have a lovely weekend.
        🙂 ❤

      • Awwh you’re welcome. ❤
        Your books sounds really cool! I'm sure it will be unique. 😀
        Sure please do send it! I'm sure I will adore it! I love the name already so the book will be so much more! *-*
        Alhamdulillah I'm doing fine. 😀
        Have a great day Stac! Keep being awesome! ❤
        Oh and I'm also sorry for replying late. 😄

      • Thanks so much Inky. No problem at all on replying late. As you know, I’ve been off of WP for a while due to my book, so no problem at all. I will definitely send you the book once it’s finished. It would be more than a pleasure to do so.
        Have a great weekend sweetie.
        🙂 ❤

  7. This is beautiful. I have to say that for most of my teens and 20s I felt insecure with who I was as a result of the various bullying and abuse I suffered, but I can now say that I am comfortable with who I am and certainly having wonderful people around me has helped. But I had to come to the realisation that I matter and that I am great just the way I am.
    I had an alcoholic father too but he wasn’t in my life for very long.

    • Ohhhhh, thank you so much. I’m so glad you enjoyed this. And thank you also for sharing your personal experience. I think we all go through bouts of insecurity throughout our lives. Good friends and family can definitely help a lot.
      Please have a lovely day, and thanks again.
      🙂

  8. Staci, lovely poem, “Security”. I chuckled at, “Nor my butt”, I adore your sense of humor. The artwork is gorgeous. I often wonder if experiencing insecurity makes one more appreciative of the forward movement towards security, acceptance and contentment. As always, your genuine and real words spark many internal thoughts. Wishing you a wonderful weekend, please enjoy. ~ Mia 🙂 ❤

    • Mia, hahahahaha. I love that you enjoyed that part about the butt. You know, I used to be traumatized when it came to my butt. I grew up in Vancouver, Canada and my high school was 80 % asian. They were all so slim and didn’t have what we call, ‘a Brazilian butt’. Hahahaha. When I lived in Hong Kong, I went to town one day to try and find a pair of pants. The store lady that was helping me out found a pair on a rack and told me that they would be good for me because I have fat legs. Talk about hurting a girl’s ego. And it didn’t help that I was PMSing at the time. Anyhow, another friend of mine told me I was going to the right place (Brazil) for my butt. Hahahaha. And fyi, I don’t have a big or fat legs or butt. Just saying.
      Thank you so much Mia, for your generous words and comment.
      “I often wonder if experiencing insecurity makes one more appreciative of the forward movement towards security, acceptance and contentment.”
      –Could be. I guess it would depend on each individual. I’m pretty sure we all go through our bouts of insecurity. Some more than others. And for many, it’s because of their upbringing, or child-hood experiences. I try my darnedest to make sure I’m always sewing good seed into my kids (especially my daughter). I know what it’s like to be the unpopular, left-out and picked on one. Thank God I’m passed that. hahaha.
      Thanks again Mia, and please have a wonderful week ahead. I will be by later today to read your new post. Looking forward to it.
      🙂 ❤

      • Staci, I know you’re slim, I watched your video. Brazil is still perfect, even though you don’t have “a Brazilian butt”. I can’t imagine that there’s anyone that has not experienced some form of insecurity. I love, “I try my darnedest to make sure I’m always sewing good seed into my kids (especially my daughter).” That’s marvelous that you’re so conscientious about that, growing up is hard, today it’s even harder, competing with the ideals that are posted everywhere.

        You’re so welcome, wishing you a wonderful week ahead too. Enjoy. ~ Mia 🙂 ❤

  9. Just when I thought u were doing immensely brilliant work with your art, u lunge a huge step ahead….. the expressions these colors hold here is wiser than the owl…. amalgamation of all these varied colors brought- ‘So much more than these I am’; perfectly… love those eyelashes with silver touch (touch of divinity)

    Its gratifying to know Staci, that u feel secure n content….may it strengthen with time.
    “My security and contentment do not rest in what others make of me”…so true n powerful
    This is just fabulous:
    “Secure and content as can be
    In who I am, in all of me”

    What a lovely post to witness….keep up ur strong n beautiful work friend…..keep smiling… stay healthy.
    Hope u done with cold 

    • Ohhhhh Saaransh, thank you so very much. Your comment is so uplifting, encouraging and kind.
      I thought I’d try out this technique that I had never done before. I quite like it actually. I like how it turned out.
      I’m so glad you liked the poem as well. I actually wrote it on my birthday a couple years back. When I did the art piece, I knew it had to go with this particular poem.
      Yes, I am a heck of a lot more secure in who I am now. I guess we all go through the insecurities. It’s part of growing up I think. As we mature and experience life, we start to know and understand ourselves better. Even accept ourselves for who we are.
      Hope you had a wonderful weekend, and that you have an amazing week ahead.
      🙂

  10. Very beautiful poem and very meaningful to me. I’ve struggled with insecurity, and I’m fighting to overcome it fully each day. I believe my growing relationship with God is what has helped me become more secure. My security comes from God, my eternal future, not man or the things of this world, which is fleeting. It’s wonderful how you found security despite your past and happiness in being who you are Staci. Thanks for sharing 🙂

    • HI Crystal, thank you very much. I’m so glad this poem touched you. I also struggled with insecurity in my life. I guess as we grow more and more, especially in God, we start to be free of those insecurities and accept who we are. And of course, our identity is found in him, and not something or someone else, right? The more we understand and believe that, the more free and secure we are.
      Please have a lovely week Crystal.
      🙂 ❤

  11. Wonderful art and beautiful post. I love the list of things that bring security in your life. It is exactly mine! And God definitely is on top of it, and Sunshine, is next hehehehe 🙂 🙂 Although, I was told I was born with too much serotonin in me, it never hurts to keep adding to the bank.
    Funny story about ‘butt’ – I am a small build (yes, I won genetic lottery, and did not even have to try) so when we moved to US, it was difficult to find clothes. I was elated when my ‘but’ size went to 3!! Now I can find clothes that are not only in junior size 0 !!! 😀 😀 Yay for childbirth victories! 😀
    Please have a beautiful week ahead!
    Dajena 🙂 ❤

    • Hahahaha. The funny thing is that I am not big. I wear a size 2 or 4, depending on the fit. I used to wear a 0 or 2, like you it’s childbirth. I wear a size small or extra small too. At least in North American sizes. hahaha. I think it’s because I genetically have a round butt, and being from Vancouver, Canada, and going to a high school that was 80 % asian, well… they didn’t have round butts. So yea… Hahaha. I’m better with it now, especially since I’ve been told that people go to the gym to get a butt like mine. I thought that was funny. Actually, I couldn’t believe it when (before I moved to Brazil) a Brazilian friend told me that girls get silicone put into their butts. Funny eh.
      Thank you so much for your sweet and kind words Dajena.
      Oh my gosh. You were born with too much serotonin? I wish that was me. Hahaha.
      Have a lovely week, my friend.
      🙂 ❤

  12. Hi Staci! That poem is amazing––so inspiring! I love the image too. I am much more secure in myself nowadays. I feel as I get older I learn to appreciate more and more who I am. 🙂 xx

  13. So great! God has slowly stripped different things from me over the years to that I have to learn to trust in only Him. It is scary at first, but ends up creating greater security. So I am much more secure because of my increased faith in God, but there is always room for growth:) Thanks for such a beautiful poem.

    • Hi Heather. I hear you, loud and clear. I have had the same type of experience. And you know, it’s actually so freeing to realize that we are totally dependent on HIm.
      Thank you so much of for your kind words, my friend.
      I hope you are well.
      🙂 ❤

  14. Your words were very very relatable Staci. Since I know I too have problem with my insecurities and they go much deeper than just superficial things….I guess it takes time to be accepting of who you are and loving yourself is harder than it seems. But maybe I will get there some day like you did 🙂

    • Awwwwwww Zee. How are you, my friend? I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to respond. I have been on a break and sooooo out of the WP loop. Trying to get my book done and all.
      Anyhow, I think that most girls can relate to this eh. I think that as we grow older, experience life, find out who we are and accept that, we start to become more and more secure. I’m sure you will get there sweetie. I’m rooting for ya.
      How are you, btw?
      🙂 ❤

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