Today I would like to share something super-serious (or maybe not for some) a parable that makes you think about your choice and the freedom of your choice.

One bird lived in the cage for a long time. She often marveled across the bars of the cage by the window, where trees and a meadow could be seen. She saw other birds that flew merrily in the wild, and often wondered about those that felt the sun warming their backs, the wind spreading their wings, and, flying and swooping down, catching a midge on the fly.

When the bird thought about this, her heart began to beat. She sat down on the crossbar and, deeply breathing, could even sense three tons of possible polish.

Sometimes another bird sat on the cornice of the white window, rested there for a while and looked at the bird sitting by the cage. The mandrivnitsa tilted her head to one side and fed herself as much as possible. Birds at the nest! Incredible!

And at that moment the bird felt completely miserable. Their little shoulders sank gloomily, a chest rose in their throats, and a feeling of confusion fell on their hearts.

It’s as if the bird’s master has deprived the cage door of its duties. The bird sat and marveled just outside the door. She heard the birds that were flying there in the wild, she heard how the sun was playing on their backs, and the wind was stealing the feathers, and she heard a flapping sound. The bird noted that it was always open, and her heart began to beat even faster.

And she was still thinking and thinking. So the day passed, and as the sun set, the ruler turned and locked the cage door.

Well, she gave the advantage to the carelessness of freedom.

What choice do you make in your life? Where is the line between safety and risk? The choice is yours and remember, our growth begins only where the comfort zone ends (often this also includes a safety zone).

Wish you the right choice!