Snuggled and Secure

I came out this morning to Mia all snuggled in.
This is not the first time I have seen this, 
But I always seem to miss her creative process.
I imagine I know exactly how she feels.
Like the turtle in its built in home.
Like the sea creatures in their shells.
Like the baby swaddled and safe.
Like me when I pull the blankets up to my neck,
The resulting comfort filling me
With a sense of security and inner peace.