"It is not necessary to change. Survival is not mandatory." ~W. Edwards Deming
How much do we have to adapt to be happy?
After some consideration I came to realize that was not the right question.
I had to ask myself: How much am I willing to adapt in order to not long for happiness, but let happiness into my life?
The formation of our 'being' starts since our early childhood. These experiences give us strength, help us choose and form our fears. One of the greatest wonders of life is that we can choose how to manifest the marks left by these.
We animate all this data and manipulate it so that the character each one of us is can come to life.
Some believe these data have been collected, organized and 'it is what it is, and nothing more'.
As with the dinosaurs, one meteor will cause a catastrophe and leave their known worlds devoid of any chance to make it.
A tree grows with might, deep roots keeping it firmly in place. Time passes and roads are built and the tree it is cut down without pity, for its greatness and strength has become just an obstacle to progress.
An unyielding conch keeps many predators at bay with calcified spikes. It seems eternal. One day it is abandoned, for that same conch can't accommodate the growth of its inhabitant.
In order to grow and evolve, we must be able to move away from that comfort zone that, many times, has become more than a stone tower where we are protected. Sometimes we can't see that the same has become our prison from which we can look out to observe the beauty around, the same beauty we will never be a part of.
Lesson learned: If we don't ever have to venture out of our protective conch, we're either not growing, or we're dying inside.
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