And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
I read this quote on the internet – on someone’s facebook page – and I do agree.
Blossoming is a risk. It calls for a tiny bud to push its limits from the safekeeping sepals and let the delicate petals face the outside. But if it didn’t, we’d have no flowers.
Even the caterpillar – that had itself spun a cocoon around its body for safety – breaks the cocoon open to be let out. Reason? It would never be a butterfly if it didn’t leave the cocoon. We’d have no pretty flitting butterflies.
A bird’s nest is so cozy that baby chicks remain inside unhurt from the forces outside. But then, there is a day when the parent birds would push them down the branch. Why? The bird would never achieve its destiny of flying the skies till it is deliberately dropped from its nest.
There comes a time when staying in a comfortable zone forever, knowing you’re safe, becomes a restriction. This is for those for whom comfortable safe zones have become stinking ruts. This is for those who are longing, craving, and pining to get out and spread their beautiful, strong wings.
Progress demands that one steps out of the place where one is safe into the new and unexplored. It is risky. It is dangerous. But the truth is that only the one stuck in such a rut knows how it is and how much it means to be out of it.
They do everything possible to break out of the rut. They are even willing to give up all for the sake of stepping out and being who they are. They lose the fear of insecurity – even though it stares them in the face. They risk losing time and energy in the process. They risk upsetting a lot of people and situations that would’ve remained as cozy and comfortable had they not chosen to step out. They expose themselves to the hurt of finding out who are their true friends and who would part ways at the end of the comfort zone. They choose to step on the ground that only looks solid, but may not be; they never know when it might give in.
They give up who they are to become who they can be. They know their priorities – and they take the chance.
Some may call it illogical or even stupid. It is hard to be a friend of the person who is a butterfly pushing about to be set free from the safety of the restrictive cocoon. The person seems to change so frequently as they rediscover or reinvent themselves, that it’s sometimes hard to keep track of who they are dealing with. It is hard to understand what they are going through, and why they are doing what they are doing.
True love and friendship knows when to hold on and when to let go; when to push and when to pull; when to impose and when to just let them be — till they are done doing what they set out to do.
If you are a butterfly pushing your limits or a friend of someone who is – all the best! May you be blessed with an extra dose of patience, understanding, and love.