Change the world given to us 

15 Sep

Ever noticed the bee in the room. 

Trying to get out. Banging it’s head against the clear window. Doing so repeatedly with no success. But not giving up. 

She can see the world outside. She can see her goal. Her end point. But is shocked at how difficult it is to get past this hurdle. It’s clear. Why can’t I pass through? 

She doesn’t realize that the door next to the window is wide open. For her to fly out. 

The window, as large as it is, seems to be her entire world. The door isn’t even in the frame of reference. 
The bee is us. 

The window is the world we were given

The door is the world we could have created for ourselves

How many of us attempt to change the world that was given to us? 

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