Once a king received a gift of two magnificent falcons.
They were peregrine falcons, the most beautiful birds he had ever seen.
He gave the precious birds to his head falconer to be trained.
Months passed, and one day the head falconer informed the king that though one of the falcons was flying majestically, soaring high in the sky, the other bird had not moved from its branch since the day it had arrived.
The king summoned healers and sorcerers from all the land to tend to the falcon, but no one could make the bird fly.
He presented the task to the member of his court, but the next day, the king saw through the palace window that the bird had still not moved from its perch.
Having tried everything else, the king thought to himself, “May be I need someone more familiar with the countryside to understand the nature of this problem.”
So he told his court, “Go and get a farmer.”
In the morning, the king was thrilled to see the falcon soaring high above the palace gardens.
He said to his court, “Bring me the doer of this miracle.”
The court quickly located the farmer, who came and stood before the king. The king asked him, “How did you make the falcon fly?”
With his head bowed, the farmer said to the king, “It was very easy, your highness. I simply cut the branch where the bird was sitting.”
Addiction to comfort zone is comparable to drug addiction.
Mastering change without any hiccups is perhaps one of the most primary skills needed in modern world.
When life Itself is temporary then clinging tightly to anything and considering it as permanent is perhaps flimsy.
Many a times its a blessing in disguise when a branch/comfort zone is cut.
This too shall pass,
Move out of your comfort zone & stay blessed forever.